Chapter One

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Vivienne's POV

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Vivienne's POV

Ronan was kissing me hard in the backseat of his car. He was a good kisser. I felt his hands making their way up my skirt, but I stopped him.

"We can't do this right now, Ronan" I told him, pushing his hands away from me. "We're going to be late, and we don't want that."

"Don't act like you care about school right now, Vivienne", he said, rolling his eyes.

He was right, I didn't care about school, I was an A student, so failing was never an option for me.

"Come on baby, I know you want this," he said, massaging my thighs.

I indeed did not want it. Although he was the most popular guy in the school, he never made me finish by himself. I always had to use my imagination in order to be able to finish.

Most girls always tried to get his attention. I would always hear them saying how good he would be in bed, but unfortunately, the only thing he was good at was hooking up secretly with his best friend, Ralph.

"Ronan, I said stop", I said, looking at his brown eyes. "We need to get going", I murmured, before getting out of the car and sitting in the passenger seat.

I took out from my purse my makeup bag and reapplied lipstick to my lips. After a few minutes, Ronan finally sat in the driver's seat and started the car. We were both quiet, the way at school was just pure silence.

I could tell he was mad, but that didn't bother me. After all, he was just a guy who was unable to make me finish.

When we finally got to school, Ronan didn't even utter a word to me; he just closed his car and gave his keys to the valet.

I rolled my eyes at his immaturity and got out of his car. I saw my two friends, Bianca and Eleanor, who were already waiting for me in front of our usual spot.

There were a bunch of guys surrounding them trying to get their attention but, as usual, they were both too focused on their phones than in reality.

I approached them and as soon as I was there, the guys' attention was brought to me instantly. I saw Bianca roll her eyes, but I didn't give a fuck, I knew she didn't like me for some odd reason, but as long as she didn't do anything to ruin me or my reputation, I was okay with her being my friend.

Eleanor, on the other hand, was happy to see me, as always. I could tell she genuinely liked me, I considered her my best friend, and Bianca well... She was Bianca.

"Hey loves" I said, blowing them both a kiss. "We should get going, we don't want professor Clark to be mad."

"I wouldn't mind seeing him mad, to be honest", Bianca told us while laughing. "He gets hot when he's mad" Everyone in the school knew that she liked our chemistry teacher, although he was supposedly married, Bianca was known as a person who never gave up until she had what she wanted.

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