Hey guys, this is my first proper story that I'm mostly likely going to stick to as I really do have a plot. Hope you guys like please comment on what you think and if you want me to continue with this story.
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I quickly dry my hair and then get dressed, I push play on my iPod that is connected to my docking station. I swiftly flick thought the songs until I find my favourite band "You Me At Six". I sing along to "Kiss and Tell" while pulling on my ripped black skinny jeans over my new girl boxer shorts that say "hands off" with skull and cross bones all over them. I grab my white shirt and put my arms though and button it up, to find out that i forgot to put my bra on, I unbutton it and rummage though my underwear drawer. I find my favourite black bra and put it on then shrug on my shirt.
The door bell rings, I stop what I'm doing, run into the hallway and slid down the banister. I jump of at the end landing on my feet gliding towards the door nearly slipping in the process. I open the door to become face to face with Jake Pier an old friends of mine, we used to be close friends until I moved to Hamilton in Scotland, A small town on the East of Glasgow. I open the door wider and pounce on him, he stumbles back a little from the force of my jump.
"I never thought I see you again," I say to him but my words are muffled by his shirt.
He gives me a tight squeeze, "Yeah well Clara, I missed you and I was in the neighbourhood, I thought I'd stop by to say hi."
I reluctantly step out of his embrace to get a better look at him. He has sandy blond hair, piercing gold eyes with pale skin.
"What no phone call in advance," I say sarcastically.
He chuckles, "You know me I like to drop by now and again."
He looks at me with a grin that reaches his eyes and says "Nice body you got their."
I look at him confused, he gestures with head towards my chest. I slowly look down, not fully comprehending what he's hinting at, as my eyes reach the source of what he has pointed out. I notice that I forgot to button up my shirt after putting on my bra, I feel my face burn red from embarrassment.
I turn away from him and gesture for him to come in, I hear the door shut and rush up the stairs with Jake close in my steps. I try to button my shirt up, but my hands are shaking, I enter my room and walk to my dresser shaking my hands to rid of my shakiness in them, I straighten my hair and put some make up on which consists of eyeliner and mascara, I see Jake enter, and close the door behind him. When my hands have finally stopped shaking I button my shirt up and put on my black and purple striped tie. I finish my make up and reach for my iPod which is now playing "Bones by Young Guns." I switch it off and turn to Jake who is now sitting on my bed. I walk toward my window seat and open the curtain and then throw myself of my bed.
"What really brings you here," I say bluntly. I wait for an answer but their is just silence.
"Well," I say expectantly.
He just looks at me and sighs.
"What, can't an old friend not come by and say hi," he says curtly
"Yes they can but it's been two years, two flippin' damn years and now you decide to come and chap my door and, not except me to ask questions as to why you're here. So give it your best shot cause I'm ready I want to know why you are hear, no bull like I was just in the neighbourhood. I want flat out truth." I say angrily
"Okay, okay." Says Jake with his hands in the air as if I'm about to shot fire at him-I wish.
"My parents threw me out and I was wondering If I could crash here for a couple of nights, If that's okay with your parents?" He asks, I still don't buy it but I don't want the argument to carry on.
"But I still don't get it, why come from England all the way up to Scotland just to crash a mines, why not a friend of yours in England." I ask suspiciously
"Because I needed the space Clara and I thought I would come and visit you."
He steps closer to me and lifts my chin with his hand and we stare for what feels like a eternity.
My emotions stop, my anger diminishes, my thoughts stop all together and I forget everything expect from his question.
Now I feel calmer for a weird reason. I forget why I was even angry at him so I brush it off, I'll think about that later I tell myself
"Yeah it would be okay seen as they're on a bussiness trip for the year, I'll phone them to get your transfer papers sent to my school but first i'll double check with my parents if you are allowed to stay." I say to him "That means you can enroll in my school until you leave."
I pick mobile phone from my dresser and call my mum, she picks up after two rings.
M - "Hey sweetie, how are you?"
C - "Hey mum I'm good! What about you and dad?"
M - "Yeah we are good, did you need something?"
C - "Actually yes, you remember Jake, Jake Pier."
M - "Oh yeah your childhood crush, yeah what about him sweetie."
I see from the from the corner of my eye that he is smirking like he heard what my mum said, I flush red.
C - "Well his mum threw him out and I was wondering he could stay for a while,"
I wait for a reply.
M - "Of course, he can stay as long as he likes. I'll phone up your school and I'll register him in by tomorrow and everything will be sorted I'll take care of it. Just lend him a white shirt of your dad's and black trouser they should fit him if not then go out after school and buy a set that do and lend him a spare tie of yours okay.
C - "Thank you mum love you."
M - "No problem sweetie, your dad and I love you too, we'll talk to you later."
I end the call and turn to face Jake, slipping my phone into my back pocket.
"My mum say you can stay as long as you want to." I say
"Yeah I heard." says Jake. I check my watch it's only 7.35am
"Do you want something to eat," I asked him
"No, I am good thanks."
I pack the rest of my bag for school and walk over to my window seat and pump the pillows, I stand staring at Jake for a while taking in his body structure and what he is wearing. He wears a pair of black chinos and a white vest top and fits him just right, showing his muscles and his chest that is so irresistible.
"Where are you bags then," I ask still dazed at him.
"In my car out front," he says with his gaze on mine.
I look him up and down again and just can't resist saying "Chino wanker."
I bolt down stairs laughing and slide into the kitchen in my bare feet I hear Jake thundering down the stairs. I take that as my cue to run. I run into the dinning room and hide under the table-yeah not the most original hiding place- but i hide there anyway.
I hear the squeaking of his shoe's in the kitchen, I curl myself up even more under the table hoping that he won't see me. Jake's feet appear where I am hiding, my heart pounds against my chest at what feels like a hundred miles a minute.
He walks over to the conservatory doors and says "Hmmm, I wonder where she could be."
I close my eyes and exhale a breath that I didn't know I was holding in. I keep my eyes closed for a second longer and feel someones breath on my neck, my eyes shoot open, I turn around and jump a foot and the air but don't get that high as my head bangs off the table.
Owhhh, I grown in pain.
I lie on my back and look up at Jake, to find that he is looking down at me. He gives me his hand to help me out. I take it gratefully, he pulls me out and starts to tickle me, as I kick and squirm, he pins me down, putting what felt all of his weight on me. I try to scream out for help but my voice comes out as squeak.
I build up as much strength as I can and roll over so that I'm now on top of him.
"Revenge is sweet," I say tauntingly while rubbing my hands together evilly.
