Those Lips

My POV: School (Part 3)

I looked in awe as I saw a boy walk out of a classroom. He was so hot. Totally a bad boy. His brown slicked over hair with his black v-neck shirt showing off how strong he was. He saw me staring like a lovesick puppy dog, and walked over to me. On the inside I was freaking out, but on the outside, I was frozen. As he walked closer, I saw his eyes, and melted at their mysterious blue color that didn't at all go with his skintone or hair color.

"Hey, you must be the new girl, I'm Damon." He put out a strong hand for me to shake.

"I-I'm Kaia." I managed to sutter out as I shook his hand.

He gave me a look like no other, and said "call me sometimes." Handed me his number, and winked.

I stared as he walked away, and Claire got out of her "hookup" room. She passed by Damon and rolled her eyes and then looked at him disgusted. "I'm sure he introduced himself." She said almost growling.

"Yeah. He gave me his number."

"Don't call him. He's a player."

"Okay." I said it loud, but really I was thinking of when I was going to call him. (If you know me, that was a total me move! xD)

"Okay, well, this is your locker. Put your stuff into it, and come with me. Sorry for that interruption. These guys are sex crazy, and I, as head cheerleader, am obligated to give it to them."

"Why?" I said, and I was genuinely confused, but she just gave me a look, and I knew to shut up. "Oh. Sorry. I'm kind of blond." I said pleasing it off like I knew something, now.

"Yeah. Okay."

She took me to meet the teachers. There was Mrs. Kert who was the sweet, but strict history teacher. She was kind of pretty, too, for being old.

Mr. Myer who was the science teacher, and obviously paying Claire for sex because when she walked in, he pulled out his wallet, and had a huge boner. When he saw me, though, he tried to hide it. Claire went and say on his lap, and whispered something in his ear. Oh god it was gross.

Mr. Kelz. The language arts teacher. He was married, but a perv. He looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat. Claire was literally having sex will ask of the guy teachers, I swear.

Ms. Reil. The math teacher. She was young. Sweet, and totally high. We walked in, and she was literally smoking a joint. Claire walked over and say on her lap, took the joint, and smoked a hit. She went to hand out to me, but I turned it down.

After a few joints. Claire was all over me. She even, straight up, asked me if I would have sex with her. She tried to sway me by saying she knew how to pleasure a women, but I was not interested. I walked out of the room, and literally bumped into Damon. He saw the smoke coming out of the classroom, and he took advantage. He walked in there, and grabbed Claire. "What are you doing? Should I tell mom and dad that your smoking again?!"

She was so baked. "If you don't tell mom and dad, I'll let you have sex with her." She said as she pointed to me "but you have to share with me."

"Claire, come on, you know what this shit does to you."

"Yeah. If mashed me my true self. Who I really am. I like girls, Damon! I like girls, and I always have. You can't change that, and I'm so tired of hiding from it."

"Claire. You know what will happen if you come out to our parents."

"Yep. Dad will beat me until I'm dead. I know. Let him."

"Claire! What the hell?! Don't say crap like that here! People could hear..."

"Um... I'm still kind of here." I said.

"Yeah... Um... Could you not mention any of this to anyone?" He said.

"Yeah. No problem." I said as I walked away.

"Just tell hey friends she's having sex with some dude."