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*S K A T E*

         "So do you think he slept with her?" Sam suggested. Dipshit.

         "No she wouldn't fall for that again." I claimed.

         "Again what do you mean again?" He really is an idiot.

         "Andrea Johnson is not a virgin that's why I picked her for the bet... Shes not dumb enough to fall for this bet." I slowly said to help this kid whose apparently on cloud 9.

         "WHAT! HOW? WHO!?"

         "Who what?" Gilinsky and Andrea came up behind Sam hand in hand.

        "Ahhh Gilinsky. And Andrea." I purposley said her name wrong just to piss her off.
     
        "Its on-dre-a not And-re-a." She sassed.

        "Whatever, anyway G! There's gonna be this sick party at Mike's tonight and literally half the schools going. Oh and I guess And-re-a can come to." I litteraly saw the steam coming out of her ears.

        "Fuck you Nate! I'm going to class jack." She shouted, let go of Jack's hand and stormed off to class, but she stopped  turned around toa flip me off and went back to walking to class.

       "Hey dipshit! Lay off will ya!" Jack's an ass, he doesn't know what she did to me.

                  *At lunch*

  * J A C K*

        "Hey princess." I greeted Drea.

         "Hello Jack," she recited back as I put my arms around her waist. "Jack what did I tell you? I really don't want to draw attention to myself. Please don't touch me during school please."

        "Yeah I know what you said, but I can't help not touching you. You should know that better than anyone." I argued back as she removed my arms and interlocked our fingers. "Anyway what's the plan for lunch?"

        She leaned up to my ear and whispered, "let's skip and go to your house." Holy crap. Jack stay strong.

        "Let's go!" What are you doing jack, you can't sleep with her! I mentally yelled at myself as we walked to my car. Once we got in the car, I had to know what she was thinking so I asked, "S-So why are we going to do at my hou-" I stopped and tensed up as I felt her small, soft, little hand go up and down my thigh.

       "What do you want to do Jack?" She whispered innocently as her hand reached its destination. "I could think of a bunch of things to do." Her bottom lip went between her teeth as I got a hard on.

      "Dreaaa" I didn't mean to drag her name out, but if you were in my position you would moan too.

      "Yes daddy." Damn it how did she find out about that.

      "When we get home your mine!" I growled as I took her hand off my shaft and moved my hand to her inner thigh slowly moving up, until she grabbed my hand away from her and intertwined them on the middle compartment of my car.

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