Fucking gilinsky

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I take my hand out of the hem of my panties. The satisfaction I was feeling was more than I very expected.

I was already feeling stressed than I needed to be and that was just the perfect way to cool my nerves.

But unfortunately it couldn't contain me forever.

My mom and her new fiancé was just moving into our house and I had to be stuck living right across from his brat of a son.

Jack Gilinsky.

He was the definition of annoying, rude and beyond stupid.

Hearing about him throughout the school halls, I didn't bother wasting my time on him. He wasn't at my interest and I wanted to keep it that way.

After finishing with my orgasiam, I got up (washing my hands) and attempted to get dressed for school as I continued to shuffle the boxes that were placed all over my room.

For the last few days we have been setting everything up, taking their junk out and putting it somewhere around the house but Jack was the only one who wasn't doing anything. He was at his friends house, Jack Johnson, for the whole weekend not doing shit so his boxes were stuck in my room and I was beyond annoyed.

It wast fair. Why were we slaving and working our asses off in this house while he went and played around? What sense did that make? I couldn't even understand why he was over there anyways. I mean it would be multiple school nights that he was chilling with his friend. I would for sure get in trouble if I just spent one school night, let alone went out on a school night. They were too easy on him for god knows what reason.

What ever he wanted, he fucking got. A definition of a brat.

The fact that they had got someone to paint his room all cause he didn't like the "cream white colors" was ridiculous. He had to make a scene and cause trouble. Typical Jack.

Now you can understand why I hate him so much. He doesn't give two shits about anyone and it's really aggravating.

And now I am stuck here with forty something boxes stuck in my room all cause he wouldn't shut up about his stupid walls. I didn't see the point in any of this if they were going to be covered up anyways with his posters of whatever he had.

He made the bones in my body shake with such anger. He was beyond ignorant and selfish with a rude attitude. Nothing could go through that boys head.

After everyone found out that me and Jack were going to be "brother and sister", practically every girl in school came to me asking if I can help them out.

Did they not know the rates of destruction he would cause to their life? I pity them because they didn't.

Sophomore year was the year my best friend Jess had fallen for Jack. In the beginning he was all cute and shit. He was so sweet to her taking her out on dates, buying flowers, stupid cute shit like that. But when he finally got the chance to get into her pants, he never talked to her again and Jess became a mess because she thought he loved her. She was so in deep that she had fallen in love with him and was so blind to see how he mistreated her. He manipulated her and she felt unworthy. She blamed herself for things that weren't her fault and it broke my heart to see my best friend at her worst, crying over some guy who thought girls were objects. So the hatred grew and I wanted nothing more than to see Jack disappear.

I felt bad for each and every one of those girls. They thought that Jack was an actual decent guy when he was the opposite. He was living hell and a slob with no respect towards anything and I felt bad for every one of them. If he got the chance of meeting the girl of his dreams, he would be so blinded by the fact that he thought girls were nothing more than a fuck and just sleep with her, mess the whole relationship up, then leave her feeling worthless or wondering what she did wrong. Some of the girls he messed around with were good innocent girls just hoping to finding love. I felt absolutely horrible for them.