Continuation of Saturday, 24th September
"Fuck!"
I wake up to a screeching noise of a cuss.
"What the fuck? I was sleeping. If you're gonna kick me out, do it later."
I close my eyes once again.
"No! Are you even legal? You can't be older than nineteen."
"I will be in two weeks."
"Fuck! I fucked a high-schooler! Why the fuck are you here?"
I looked over at him to glare.
My glare dissipated and I instead ogled at him.
He had short brown, chocolatey hair. It was roughed up and messy. He had green eyes, like gleaming emeralds. And don't get me started on the six-pack! His abs were toned and he was...
Sexy.
Not beautiful.
He was mere eye-candy.
He sighed before saying:
"Look, I'm gonna drop you off at home. I can't be bothered with this shit."
"Really? You would drop me off? This is strictly a one-night stand. Okay?"
"Whatever the fuck you say. Now, get dressed." He says.
And I began to wear my tight, violet dress.
But this wasn't like how if felt yesterday.
This was the beginning of
S O M E T H I N G N E W
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