Part 1
"You sure you wanna do this?"
She said with a grin that would've fitted a wolf watching its prey, not that she doubted that he wanted it though. She slowly traced his collarbone with her finger, as she watched his cheeks turn a deep shade of pink.
He never knew what hit him poor boy she thought, feeling a quick tug of regret in her stomach which she almost instantly shook off with a triumphant smile.
How come I always tend to think that? He wants this; I can feel him wanting me, why shouldn't I give him what he wants.
With that she turned to look at the boy she had brought home, he was tall, muscular and very handsome, her typical kind of guy.
He looked about seventeen or eighteen; he had tanned skin and dark messy hair falling down his brown eyes.
She moved closer, smiling seductively.
She touched his blushing cheek with the tip of her finger, leaving her touch to burn like friendly fire, slowly she moved her head closer to his watching him tense and relax, as she touched him. When her face was less than an inch from his, she touched his lips with her own which rewarded her with a deep growl rising from his chest, very quickly she moved away and watched his eyes go black from desire, she heard him whisper "Melpomené" under his breath and she smiled.
She backed up, lifting her finger invitingly at him and smiled as he almost jumped to her.
She grabbed his shirt and tore it off him, leaving him standing with a bare chest and surprise and desire written all over his face.
She pushed him to the bed, and moved on top of him placing her lips fiercely on his as she felt him get more and more excited.
Slowly she moved her arm away from him, searching on her nightstand, she deepened the kiss and moved her tongue in his mouth, making him hold her tighter, her fingers closed around the object of her search and she quickly pulled it to her, she rose her hand in the air and brought the object down hard on the boys head. It made a loud thud, and he was laying still, he will have one hell of a headache tomorrow she thought.
She pulled away with a satisfied smile on her face. Looking at the young boy on her bed, she thought of what person he would become after this. Abruptly pulling herself from her speculations, she began to work.
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I woke up to the intriguing sound of muffled voices against my door, and I felt adrenaline rush through me even before I was entirely awake.
I heard the unmistakable sound of laughter, a laughter that had always made the muscles by my mouth curl up in disgust, I don't know why but that girl just got to me.
I sighed once before I hurried out of bed, I had a lot to do to my face before I could leave the room, and go out into the public.
I sighed again, a lot louder this time and stomped my foot in the ground.
I always got this frustrated in the mornings, it felt all too wrong to hide behind a layer of makeup, but I had gotten use to it and I felt something that could've been mistaken for fear in my stomach at the mere thought of leaving the room without it.
I dropped down onto the wooden chair by the mirror, and started putting layer upon layer on my ivory skin, my makeup kit was a lot different from other girls at my age; it looked more like something you would use for Halloween than everyday makeup.
When I had finished I looked in the mirror, my face was a sickish white color, and my eyes looked as if I hadn't slept in weeks; I had disgusting red dots on my chin and my hair looked as if it had never been in touch with a hairdresser. My cheekbones were barely visible and I had actually managed to get my petite face to look overweight.
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