The Tales of Christian Boy and Loser Girl

3|| After The Date

Crystal's POV:
"Thanks for walking me home Josh. I appreciate it." I say smiling. "No problem. Consider it another part of our trade. You gave me a hand job, I gave you a date and a walk home." He says laughing. "So, I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask, butterflies in my stomach. "How about I bring you to the actual Ringing Rocks tomorrow? Wear something you can move in though." He says. He slowly walks up to me, a small smile on his face. "Okay," I say. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls my hips into his, making me gasp. He presses our lips together, our tongues gently touching in the middle. He moves down to my neck, making me moan. "Mmm...Josh, not here. My brother will see us..." I say breathily. He gives me one last kiss on the lips before he turns and begins walking down the street. I watch him go, breathing heavily. He turns and waves before jogging back to his house. I sigh, a smile still plastered on my face. I walk inside, my mom sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hi mom," I say, kicking off my heels and picking them up. "Where were you all night?" She asks, raising a brow at me. "I was out with a friend." I say, starting to walk up the stairs. "A guy friend?" She asks, that mom tone of hers settling in. "Yes. A guy friend." I sigh. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" She asks. "Not really," I groan. "Oh come on Cris. We've only been here for two days and you've already been on a date with a boy? You guys obviously like each other." She says. "It's not like we're together yet mom." I say rolling my eyes. As I reach the top of the stairs I hear her say "Yet.". I roll my eyes and walk into my room, flopping onto the bed.

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Crystals POV:
I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing, making me groan. I pick it up to see who it is. Josh. I answer the call, putting the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I say groggily. "Awe, you sound so cute when you're tired. So, what time do you want to go to ringing rocks?" He says. I can hear the smile in his voice, making me instantly happy. "I'll come to your house when I'm ready." I say. "Alright babe, see you then." He says. I hang up the phone, a smile stuck on my face. Babe. He called me babe. I get up and walk over to my dresser, pulling out a white crop top that says "food before dudes". I pick out black jean shorts and black converse, as well as my floral blue bag. I quickly get dressed and sling my back pack over my shoulder, swiftly exiting my room. I gallop down the stairs and into the kitchen, grabbing an apple. I bite into it as I walk towards the front door, my ponytail swaying as I move. I close the door behind me and walk down my porch steps, the warm summer air caressing my face. I walk down the street towards Josh's house, getting happier as I get closer. I take another bite into my apple as I walk down the street, looking around as I go. I walk up Josh's porch steps and knock on the door, an older boy answering it. "Oh, hey Crystal. You can come in if you want. Josh is upstairs." He says. I hesitantly walk in, the screen door slamming closed behind me. "Josh! Jooosh! I don't think he can hear me. His room is on the third floor. You can go up and get him if you want." He says. I nod, carefully avoiding all the toy cars and wooden blocks. I'm assuming that all his siblings are boys. I walk up the stairs, looking around cautiously. The last thing I need to do is run into Josh's mom. As I'm about to go up the third floor steps I hear a door open. "Nice ass," one of Josh's older brothers calls. "Fuck off," I say, walking up the stairs. He follows me up, slamming me against the wall. "Listen. You're to good for my brother. But I'm good enough for you. If I were you I would go willingly." He growls. "What are you gonna do, rape me? If you even think about it I'll make sure you'll never be able to reproduce again." I laugh. "Oh, didn't realize you were a feminist. Men are the superior race, and that's why I'm not afraid of you." He growls. I knee him in the crotch, making him fall to his knees in pain. "Yeah, I am a feminist in fact. No one is the superior race, but if anyone is, it's women, because we don't need men to reproduce because of science, and you guys don't do shit to have a baby. I bleed more blood than you have in your body once a month, I have the power to create life, and somehow women aren't on top. You know why? It's because we're so much better than you we don't even have time for your bullshit. It's my body and my love to give, no thanks, fuck you." I spit, my words dripping with venom. I walk upstairs into Josh's room. He is sitting on his bed with headphones in and his eyes shut. I crawl in between his legs, laying down so my head is on his chest. He wraps his arms around my waist, making cute little stretching noises. He pulls out an earbud, looking down at me. "What's up baby?" He says, kissing my forehead. "Nothing. Just had to put your chauvinist, rape threatening, ape of a brother into his place." I sigh. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry Crystal. Gabe is such a dick." He says, kissing my forehead. "His personality is the only part of him that has dick left in it. I kneed him in the crotch. Really hard." I say. Josh laughs, making me smile. "Ready to go on our date?" He asks. "Can we kiss for a lil first?" I ask, looking up at him. "You know I can't say no to kisses from you," he says. I smile, leaning into him. He parts my mouth with his tongue, sliding it into my mouth. I let out a small moan, making Josh smile. Our lips part, making me hungry for more. I sit on his lap and wrap my legs around him, as well as my arms. He kisses my neck, making me moan. "Mmm...that feels really nice baby," I say, smiling as Josh laughs into my neck. He pushes me backwards so my back is on the bed and he is overtop of me. He kisses the visible part of my collar bones, making me shiver. "Josh, we should probably go..." I whisper, pulling him down so all his weight was in me. "Okay, okay," he says, sitting up.

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A/N: yo guys, it's ya boy cam.
Sorry I had to. Anyway, I'm sorry that these chapters are a lil short, but I like to keep each one in between 1,000 and 2,000 words. So yeah. I love you guys and I hope you have a great rest of your day/night, and don't forget to brush your teeth.

~Peace out,
Cameron