-That night at the club-
It was obviously and underage club, which meant no drinking but that didn't mean the guys didn't bring anything. I know them; it was cool with me though. We walked in and I immediately ran to the bar that definitely wasn't a bar. I ordered a half cup of coke and walked back to everyone else. My drink arrived at the table we were sitting at. I nodded my head at Jason and he poured some crown royale in my coke. I smiled and downed my drink before ordering another. The boys did the same. Once I was a little buzzed I got up to the dance floor.
I loved to dance when I was like this. They played Beat it by Sean Kingston I was dancing like I wasn't even a little buzzed. I didn't even notice when hands were at my waist. I felt the dude's hard on; I smirked and pushed him away. I kept on dancing until my buzz was wearing off I got another drink. After I downed that drink I was ready to go back and dance some more. I was ready to leave the table when a hand grabbed mine pulling me back.
"What're you doing?"
"Imma havin' some fun. Iris come on don't tell me you never got drunk?"
"Never."
"Jason go get Iris a drink. She needs to loosen up some."
"Riley I don't wanna drink."
"Just one, for me." I begged like a puppy.
"Okay but just one drink."
"Then you gotta dance with me."
"Alright I'll dance with you."
"Good, here you go. Thanks Jason." I said handing her the drink. She downed it in one gulp. I smiled and pulled her out her chair pulling her to the spot on the floor I was just at. I pulled her closer to me and put my hands on her hips. She knew how to move those hips. Then Red Nose came on and I turned her around and we grinded to it. Iris really knew how to dance. As soon as the song was over she turned back around. She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "You're crazy when you drink."
"Naw, just bolder then I would be."
"You definitely got that right. Anyway it was still fun but I think it's your turn to show me what you got."
"Alright."
That's when Trading Places came on. I slowly moved my hips. I did a few pops here and there… I turned around just as Motivation came on. That's when I pulled Iris as close as two people can be without having sex. When I placed my hands on her hips this time; I placed my hands under her purple shirt. I kissed her neck while still grinding on her in the front. I could tell she was trying to control herself; I didn't want her to. I dropped down to her stomach, lifted her shirt, and kissed it. That was her breaking point. She pulled me up by the shirt and kissed me bare on the mouth. I really couldn't control myself either as I parted her lips with my tongue. At first we fought for dominance but overall she won.
I really didn't want to stop but Iris pulled away. At that point I attacked her lips, biting her bottom lip and taking control this time. I held her in place. That's when Andre broke us apart. Apparently they chose now to be the time to leave, way to ruin my fun. Iris grabbed my hand as we walked out… I probably only did that cause I was drunk but what can I say Iris is hot.
-The next morning-
I woke up the next morning with a banging hangover. But I knew everything that I did. I got up but noticed a glass of water and some aspirin on my little night stand. I popped the aspirin in and gulped down some water. I left to go take a shower noticing that I was still wearing the clothes that I had on last night. When I came back into the room Iris was awake.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't of acted like that last night." I said.
"It's alright; I actually haven't had fun like that in a while."
"Oh okay." I kissed her on the head and sat on my bed. I grabbed out my history book and did my homework. Once I finished with that I dragged Iris downstairs for breakfast. I waved at the girls as we got in line. I think this is the only school that'll give us pancakes for breakfast. I sat down at the table as soon as I got my pancakes. All the girls sat there staring at us; Iris finally got irritated.
"Would you guys stop staring?!"
"Well what happened… you know when we got back."
"Well Joy since you asked so nicely…"
"And…?"
"It's none of your business. We'd appreciate it if you act like nothing happened."
"How, none of us can get the picture of you two kissing like that."
They kept on bickering… I really didn't listen as I got up I kissed Iris on the head again.
"I gotta go to class early today, so I'll see you later." I said leaving to dump my plate and go to class. I walked into choir. Set down my music at the piano and started playing. Mr. Mercer walked in, complimented my playing, and asked me to sing the song along with it. I did; he smiled as to say that he was grateful that I moved over here. I sang while people walked in, some stared at me with envy, others with glee, and some just nodded. At least I knew I didn't suck. Class started, it was my duty (yes, I know I said duty) to stay and play the piano.
I skipped lunch today, not wanting to have to deal with more drama the girls are trying to get Iris and I into. Instead I went back to the choir room to play a song that came to my head. Mr. Mercer asked me to write down what I was playing. When I finished writing it I noticed that I missed all the rest of my classes and it was almost time for dinner. I headed to the cafeteria knowing my belly would be making noises just for me to feed the dang thing. I grabbed a plate; I didn't even read what was for dinner. I would eat it anyway.
I sat down and ate before any one showed up at the table. When Iris showed up she asked me where I was, that she was worried. I told her that as soon as we're finished with lunch that I need to take her somewhere. She nodded her head. The girls didn't say one thing. As soon as Iris was finished I helped her out the seat and dragged her to the choir room to play my song. I wanted her to hear it.
A/N: DO YOU LIKE CLIFF HANGERS BECAUSE I SURE DO…
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Buffalo Sem.
RomanceRiley, a tom boy from Seattle, Washington is forced to move to Buffalo, New York to an all girls school. She never once talked to a girl until arriving at buffalo seminary. CAUTION: FxF, FxM, DISTURBING ISSUES