The Good Girl's Not So Good-On Hold

Now why would i do that?

Instead of eating in the cafeteria and having the same result as yesterday I grabbed some things out of my car and headed a nice secluded area next to the Winchester High school sign. A timid freshman walked by and I bullied him into giving me his lunch It was a lot easier then I thought it would be. I pulled a bag of cheesy chips and some kind of sandwich out of him plan paper bag and made myself comfortable. It only took me about five minutes to completely demolish both items. Unfortunately I had come completely down from my high, and I was debating if I wanted to take the chance of getting caught. I didn’t know anyone well enough to blackmail them into keeping silent. When I heard the sound of snapping twigs and leaves crunching the decision was made for me. The boy from yesterday who hide me from David and his rag tag gang crept around the sign jumping slightly when he sees me. I wave and smile at him, hoping I don’t scare him off, he could be an asset, someone who knows the people. The people who are the quietest find out the most, which is why I usually have to get my information through someone else because let’s face it I create trouble where ever I go. He watches me for a moment then slowly creeps closer almost like he’s afraid I’m going to bite him or something. There is no way that that story has gotten here, that happened three states away and it was self defense. He sits down and looks at the trash from my meal; he shakes his head and cracks a small smile before grabbing it and putting it in his backpack. He seems to relax and realize that I’m not going to gouge out his eyes with a spoon.  We started to talk about little things and it took me five minutes to remember I still didn’t know his name.

                “What’s your name?” I cock my head to the side and wait, he chuckles and goes to answer me but is interrupted by a voice I was hoping to both see and ignore today.

                “Hello Ava we need to talk to you.” David glares at the boy who pales and sprints off like hells on his heels. I casually lean back and look up at them expectantly. I know they won’t give up until they get answers but I won’t give them the one’s they want. If they want the truth they will have to dig it up, and that’s like trying to hack into the FBI’s data base, close to impossible but not quite. “Nice going jerk you made my new friend run off.” I try to look mad but end up smirking instead. It’s too much fun teasing him. He lets out what sounds like a growl before grabbing my arm and pulling me to my feet with what could almost be described as inhuman strength.

 “You’re going to tell us how the hell you know what you do and then you’re going to tell us who you are and why you’re here.” I smirk; looks like the bad boy finally grew some balls.  I look up at him not even wincing at the blinding sun shining in my eyes.

“Now why would I do that?” He starts to shake and it looks like he wants to hit me. One of the twins pulls him back and we all watch as he paces back and forth. Most people would have used that as an escape but I’m not most people. He was mumbling something but I wasn’t close enough to hear. He clenches and unclenches his fist and the rest of the muscles in his body and if I hadn’t spent the past five years working on my control I might have started drooling. He was one of those boys who you could easily compare with a Greek god and he might actually look better then the god. Some of the boys are looking back and forth between us like we’re the most interesting tennis match on earth, or they are waiting for him to hit me. His blue eyes are blazing and I almost expect smoke to come out of his ears I think he might hit me. Suddenly he skids to a stop and stalks toward me like one of those lions on the discovery channel. I feel a slight nudge of fear from the rational side of me but quickly push it down and let the reckless part of me rule; you know the one that got me into this mess.

“You’re going to do what I say because if you don’t I will dig up every skeleton in your closet and air out all your dirty laundry. You can into this town as a goody goody and suddenly turned into the resident bad girl. You’re hiding something, something big and it sure would be a shame if the entire world was to find out.” By the end he was trying to pull of the I’m so sweet and innocent look but the devilish glint in his eyes sold him out, that and his bulging muscles that scream anything but good thoughts. However you can tell this is anything but a threat it’s a promise so I better start talking to bad I never was one to follow orders or do anything at anyone’s command. I reach behind me and pull out a tin container I brought with me from my car and a lighter. I open it up and pull out a wad of weed. They all look at it like they’ve never seen drugs before which in this itty bitty town they might not have. Pete had to go three towns over to get mine let alone if anyone special orders. I light it up and inhale rolling my head back to take in all the effect of the calming drug. One of the big one’s that got me thrown in the big house. After the shock of me pulling out of the most illegal drugs on the market around here and before the high clouded over my mind they started to talk to me again.  Josh his second in command spoke in his deep voice which was probably supposed to be scary.

“So are you going to tell us little girl.” Is snort at his insult and look at him in disbelief. I inhale another round of weed and lean against the sign.

“You wanna know something cool Josh.” He looks at David as if asking for permission to talk to me. David gives him a stiff nod and watches me like a hawk.

“O.K Ava I’ll bite what’s cool?” I smirk at him and sigh as the light cloud of freedom floats from my mouth to my brain. A stray bird flies over head calling for his flock. A cool breeze blows gently and my train of thought derails from whatever I was going to say. The boys start to shift their weight when they still don’t get an answer to my question. I start to giggle as the drug completely takes over my brain. Most of the gang looks shocked but David just sighs in annoyance , picks me up and throws me over his shoulder as he walks to his super nice black corvette his daddy bought him. As the drug sinks in even more my laughter becomes uncontrollable. Most of the time I can handle it but after my large sum this morning and last night it’s now taking its toll. Being sober for the past few months probably doesn’t help either. We both know that they’re not getting any answers out of me anytime soon. A part of my brain starts to worry that they will take me home and my dad will find out but that part is quickly drowned out by the part that is screaming for me to pin David to the ground and lick chocolate and whip cream off his abs. That part is ruling my action right now which is probably why I started kicking and throwing my arms like a two year old with an attitude problem. David almost loses control of me before swiftly throwing his extra arm up to lock my legs in place but he continues to let my punches land on his back. The drug makes sure I’m not up to my full strength because I’m too focused on everything around me, it’s the only thing on earth that can make me this relaxed. Well maybe if I could like David’s abs or another part of his anatomy we might find something else that will make my world flip, something less illegal. I smirk as the fantasy of the wicked things I could do with him take over my mind. My body starts to heat up and the weed does nothing to stop the ache between my thighs, if anything it heightens my feelings. Realizing he’s not going to get anymore answers out of me David hauls me over his shoulder and into his car. I giggle as I smack his butt before he lightly sets me down in the passenger seat. He talks to his friends for a few minutes allowing me to get comfortable enough I start to drift off. I smile as I think about maybe for the first time actually allowing myself to care for someone, maybe just maybe they won’t break my heart.

Hey everyone, sorry for the long wait. And if you haven't figured it out by now there will be drugs, alcohol and sex involved in my story, how ever I don't think it will be rated R. If you think I cross the line let me know so I can change the rating. I don't want to miss lead anyone. Don't forget to let me know your thoughts about this update. Comment and Vote.

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