Sound of the bell brought me back to life from a deep, peaceful trance. I blinked a few times and looked around the class to see how everyone suddenly grabbed their bags and aimed for the exit. I followed them lazily, dragging my legs slowly through the door. I needed a coffee.
Business was certainly not my favourite class. Numbers and documents bored me to death, with all the different rules that must be followed, like patterns that never changed. While solving mathematical problems and filling in all the appropriate spaces, I felt like a bird in a small cage, without a chance of escaping. I couldn't say that about Art, which turned out to be the ideal subject for me. Everytime I entered the Art classroom, a familiar smell of fresh paint hit my nostrils. We were allowed to do anything we wanted in order to express ourselves. It was like exploring a whole new world of imagination, where the only limit you ever have to face is yourself. Therefore in that class, I was free.
"Ouch!" I hissed as i bumped into someone. I moved back, lifting a hand to my forehead. I looked up to see Mark Turner, the school's most arrogant, sarcastic jerk. I sighed, waiting for a comment.
"What is it, Jones? Am I that hard?" he smirked. I rolled my eyes, ignoring the dirty thought that crossed my mind and tried to avoid him, but he grasped my wrist.
"What do you want?" I asked turning back.
He looked into my eyes and said coldly "An apology" I raised my eyebrows, wondering if he was actually being serious. His expression remained the same, so I guess he was, but that didn't mean I was going to do what he wanted. This time I smirked, causing him to tighten the grip around my wrist.
"Let go of me" I mumbled, as I tried to free myself. I really wasn't in the mood for one of his little games.
"Sorry princess, I believe I asked for something first" he said through his gritted teeth. I could see he was getting impatient.
"Leave me alone, or I will.." I started, but he cut me off.
"Or you'll what?" he pushed me against the wall. There was nobody around us. Why did I have to leave the classroom last?
"I'll... scream" okay, that sounded better in my head. Mark just laughed.
"Oh baby, I can make you scream louder than you can even imagine, but maybe not here" he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear as he moved closer. I could smell his strong, most likely very expensive perfume. A small sigh escaped my mouth. "So what about the apology?"
"Go fuck yourself" I managed to say in a surprisingly confident voice, I pushed him away with all my strength and quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor. What a jerk, I thought to myself as I searched for Ana.
"There you are! I've been looking for you for ages" she exclaimed as she pushed through a crowd of people, "Everything alright?"
"Yeah, it's fine. Where do you want to go?" I changed the subject. She looked at me for just a second, before she answered.
"I don't mind, wherever" she shrugged.
I said the first place that came into my mind "McDonald's?"
"Fine, let's go" she grabbed my wrist and pulled, which reminded me of an incident that took place just two minutes ago. I frowned at the memory.
Ana noticed my expression, but instead of asking, she just said "You'll tell me when we get there" I nodded, for some reason knowing she wasn't going to give up.
We got there about ten minutes later, fortunately there weren't many people there at this time of the day. Ana sat on a high stool beside the window. I looked at her surprised.
"Are you not getting anything?" I asked her. I was starving and couldn't wait to get my favourite chicken wrap.
Ana giggled "Obviously not" she stated as she tapped her fingers on the table in an unknown rythm.
"Why?" I asked, a bit confused over her reaction. She sighed and turned her attention to me.
"Do you know how many calories all those foods have?" she explained slowly, as if she was talking to a little child.
"A lot, but sure.. you're skinny anyway" I answered, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. Compared to Ana, I was a little bit chubby.
"That's because I don't eat at McDonald's" she told me and then she asked "Are you getting anything?"
For some strange reason I felt very intimidated by Ana. She stared at me with her deep blue eyes, waiting for an answer. I gulped.
"Um.. I was just going to get a bottle of water.." I muttered. She smiled at me.
"I'll wait here so."
I walked away and stood in the queue, watching people get whatever meals they wanted. The smell was really tempting, but as I got to the top, all I ordered was a bottle of water. I came back to Ana, feeling unsatisfied.
"So, tell me about what happened in school earlier" she rested her head on her palm and watched me. I rolled my eyes, not really wanting to talk about it, but I didn't think Ana would accept that.
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"He wants to screw you" she smirked. I looked at her in shock. How could she seem to happy about it? And besides, that idea was riddiculous.
"What are you talking about, why would he want to screw me?" I avoided eye contact, now feeling a bit embarassed. I fiddled with my now empty bottle, trying to forget about my hunger.
"He's hot, you're hot. Plus, you're a challenge. Do the math." she showed her perfectly clean, white teeth. I looked up into her eyes.
"A challenge?" I raised my eyebrows. Ana seemed to be an expert in the area.
"You're the only person that stands up to him. All he wants now is to show you who the boss is"
"What should I do?" I asked, knowing I had to do something, because he wouldn't give up easily.
Ana remained quiet for a few seconds, but then she answered "I think you should ride him"
"What?!" I exclaimed, shocked. I was expecting an advice on how to get rid of him, certainly not in that way.
"Come on, it'll be fun. I'm guessing you're a virgin?" her question made me feel self conscious again. As if it was obvious I've never had sex before. She was right though. I nodded slowly. "Excellent, this is going to make him want you even more"
"But.." I gulped "What if I don't want to have sex with him?"
"Oh Stass, you're so innocent. Don't worry, you'll enjoy it. And you don't have to do it now, you still have time" she assured me. I wasn't feeling too confident about this.
"When?"
"You have to wait until you become his greatest desire" Ana winked at me. She had it all planned out. I didn't even realise I nodded in agreement.
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So there goes chapter 2, I hope you enjoyed it. I will develop the characters more in the next few chapters plus, I'm trying to put some action into it. What do you think so far? :) Suggestions, constructive criticism etc. are all welcome. Thanks for reading and I would appreciate some votes&comments. Have a great day<3
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