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5. strangers,

no smut

nate maloley~
it was another highschool Friday, football games and parties that everyone who has a good social life goes too. tonight, it was our high schools football homecoming and the party later will be hosted by a new kid, I think his name is Nate? I dont know, but Christina says he's hot.

it's been a while since we had a hot guy in our school. ever since Jack Gilinsky and Jack Johnson graduated. that was a sad day, because I didn't even get to tap either of them! fucking the hottest guy in your highschool was on both of Christina and I's bucket lists. maybe this Nate kid could change things?

I pulled up to the game and parked right next to the paint booth. when I got out, I saw all my friends and we cheered. "homecoming 2016!" tonight's theme was Construction, so here I am in shorts with a large belt that held some stupid tools. on my head was a hard hat that matched the color of our schools and my shirt was exposing but still represented our East High.

"paint me up, guys." I smiled at everyone and then I locked eyes on a boy I didn't quite know. he had facial hair, but it was just stubble and ran nicely over his cheeks. he was shirtless, his white tshirt tucked in his back pocket, and his biceps were big and attractive as hell.

Sam Dresslar came over to me with two blue and white bottles of paint. "alright, sweetheart. where do you want your skank prints?" that made me laugh, tossing my head back briefly. God did I love Sam.

"just do my legs and my stomach. plus a few on my arms." Sam nodded and got to work. the boy looked over and we locked eyes. his were a gorgeous hazel, and they stared deep into mine. hopefully he can't see my soul, that would be bad.

he came over with a bottle of red paint that topped off our school colors and rubbed some on his hands. "where do you want them?" he asked in a deep voice. I was temporarily stunned by how sexy his voice was, like holy shit.

"uh, my legs, arms and my belly." I pointed to my belly and then turned my eyes away from his. my cheeks had to be a bright pink. he let out an adorable chuckle and pressed both of his hands to my legs. his hands were big, covering a large section of my thigh.

the painting was done within a few more minutes and I looked down at the brown hair in front of me. he was kneeling. looking up as he put two hand prints on my thigh and my belly. I caught his gaze and his mouth turned into a small grin.

"okay, bitch." John said behind me, which made me laugh. I turned around to him and tried punching his arm, but he only moved and took my head into a head lock. every time he did this, it was over. I might go to the gym, but I don't want beefy arms; no way.

"John! I did my hair for tonight!" I moaned, falling limp in his arms. with a bit of wiggling, I turned around so I was facing him and very well nearly falling. "please?" I put on my puppy dog eyes and pouted my lip, which always got him. John groaned and released me, but helped me stand up properly.

I fixed my shirt and turned around to the boy who was staring at us with a clouded look. John chuckled beside me and walked to his side, slinging an arm around his shoulders. "this is my boy, Nate. Nate, this is Clara. Nate here is new." Nate offered me a smile, which I returned, and I even opened my mouth to introduce myself fully, but my phone started ringing. John rolled his eyes at me but I stuck my tongue out at him as I grabbed the cellular device.

caller ID said Sammy. "it's Sammy." I said to J, accepting his call. John jumped up a bit in excitement. Sammy hasn't been to a football game in a while, dumb bitch.

"where are you?" he yelled, nearly deafening me. I looked around and sighed.

"I'm standing with John, Sam and NewKid Nate." I turned my gaze to his and smiled, taking in his gorgeous face. he was a step up for this school. Sammy let out a breath and the line went dead.

"Lara!" someone yelled very loudly. I turned to it and saw Sammy jogging over to us. I let out a squeal and started running to him, and when I was within 2 feet, I jumped into his outstretched arms. "oh I've missed you!" he said, wrapping his arms tightly around my back.

no we weren't dating, he is my best friend. "oh Samuel, how good it is to see you." we embraced for a bit longer before we heard John approaching. Sammy set me down and I stood by his side with a satisfied smile, and John came up to do their bro thing.

"yo man. long time no see." Sammy gave him his signature smile and started walking towards the gates with John. I turned and saw that Nate boy grabbing a bag from the back of his Jeep and was alone. my eyes turned and noticed that Sammy was already off in his own world with John. so it was my choice to walk over to Nate and say hi.

his cologne was the first thing that I noticed as I hopped by his side. he looked down with an uninterested look and continued walking. it was awkward and it took a lot of convincing of my self to break it. "so, I don't see you around often." the boy only smiled, though it looked like he didn't want to smile. 

"I don't have many friends yet. and I don't want to go up there where I'm only judged." he pointed towards the large stand of bleachers with kids yelling for the pre game warmup. our school has lots of spirit, I guess you could say.

I smiled and bumped his shoulder lightly. "you got a friend in me," I sang goofily, putting my hands to my heart as I serenaded him. he started laughing, catching onto what I was throwing out there. "I got a friend in you." I dragged out the 'you' and poked his ribcage, which made him jerk away.

he turned and looked at me with a large smile, his eyes saying 'you better keep quiet'. "you're ticklish, aren't you?" I said with a laugh, tucking my phone further down in my back pocket so it didn't fall out. Nate rolled his eyes and took a right, away from the bleachers and the football game.

"I am not ticklish." he said a bit sternly, but his smile still lingering on his lips. I rolled my eyes and looked around to where we were walking. it looked like we were going to the bathrooms that no one used anymore, but the janitors still kept nice. for what reason? I don't know. but kids use it to fuck, which I wouldn't do.

Nate turned to look at me like I was crazy. "you're not turning back?" he asked, surveying my school pride. I only chuckled.

"I'm keeping you company because my friends left." I turned and smiled at him. "where you're going is where I'm going." Nate shook his head and glanced back behind us. is he paranoid?

"what about your boyfriend? I really don't want to die." he held his hands up in surrender and stopped walking for a minute. I chuckled and shook my head, covering my face.

when I peeked out, he was still staring at me. "he's not my boyfriend. just a good friend who graduated last year." Nate nodded warily and continued walking again. it was silent again, just us and the crinkling grass as we made our way to the cement building.

he passed a look to me as I reached forward to pull the door open. no sounds were heard so no one was fucking, thank the lord, and I stepped inside, turning to nod Nate inside. "you've been here before?" he asked as he passed me. I chuckled and locked the door, then turned to follow him into the bathroom.

"I used to go here a lot with Sammy." Nate just
nodded and tossed his bag onto the counter, then hopped up beside it. he rested his back against the mirror and took a deep breath. he opened his eyes and stared straight at me.

"so Clara. have you ever smoked pot?" he asked, sitting up and reaching a hand into his bag. I nodded my head a few times and moved to sit up on the counter with him. he nodded with me and pulled out a blunt, tightly and thickly wrapped. my eyes went wide.

"Nate!" he shushed me and pulled out a black lighter, then flicked it on. I lunged forward and pressed the lighter down, staring into his eyes. I wasn't very far away, but I was on my knees and I could see Nate checking me out through the mirror. "you do know if someone catches us, we're dead." Nate chuckled and leaned forward too, as a challenge.

"and if you don't stop sitting like that then you're going to get me horny." he motioned towards my ass that was on display and my cheeks flushed instantly. slowly I backed away and sat back down. "good girl." he winked before lighting up a blunt in the schools bathroom

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