Jariana

Chapter 2

15 minutes later we are in the same postion as we were before.

Even though we hadn't done anything (meaning he hadn't fucked me yet) it was still a good time.

I looked to my left and stared at his chest moving up and down. Why the fuck is he still here? Most guys left as soon as they were finished.

I pressed the home screen button on my iPhone so that it lit up and told me it was 7:00 am, meaning that I was late for my first day of school as a high school senior. Fuck it. I can be as late as I want.

I climbed out of bed and walked to my bathroom with only a bra on. I brushed my teeth and frowned at my reflection. My long brown hair was turning red again. I finished up in the bathroom by curling just the ends of my hair and putting on my best mascara and sexiest lipstick.

I came back into the room to find uh, oh yeah- Joey still sound asleep. I rolled my eyes as I made my way to my closet.

Joey's POV

I woke up to see Ariana reaching for something on the top shelf of her closet. Besides her bra she was butt naked. I resisted the urge to laugh at this funny sight because seeing her long curly red hair descend down to her cute butt was making me horny.

I walked up to her and got the dress she was reaching for. When she turned around I expected her to scream and cover herself up but all she did was frown.

"Morning!" I chirped.

"Your British accent is damn annoying," she informed me as she snatched the dress from my hands.

"You're lovely in the morning."

"So I've been told."

I saw a hint of a smile playing on her lips and it revealed her beautiful dimples. When she caught me staring she immediately frowned again, her dimples dissapearing.

"You're beautiful, you know," I tell her.

Ariana's POV

What the actual fuck.

I've had guys call me sexy. I've had guys call me hot.

But never beautiful. Never.

"Whatever," I turn on my heel and tug on my dress. I grab my bag and turn back to him.

"I'm kicking you out. I have to get to school."

"And how am I supposed to get home?" he narrows his eyes.

"Figure it out," I bark and leave him alone in our apartment.

That was a bad idea. To leave a guy I don't know in my place. He could steal stuff.

I throw my bag onto the seat and arrive at school two periods late. Good.

I walk in and I get the usual stares of lust from boys I ignore. High school boys are morons.

I finally get to English and I make a big deal about walking in late and throwing my stuff down.

There's a fat lady in the front of the room in a hideous suit who stutters, "Ms. uh," she glances down at her attendence sheet. "Ms. Ariana Grande? You're late. Would you like to explain why?"

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"Are you deaf? I said no."

Heads turn to stare at me.

"Principal's office. Now."

I roll my eyes as a student whose name I don't remember "escorts" me to Prinicpal Bara's office.

"So, um, Ariana?" the lanky kid stutters.

"What?" I snapped.

"Do you want to go out with me sometime?"

I look at him. He has blond hair and blue eyes. Typical.

"No," I pop my gum. "I don't date. Only fuck. Are you a good time?"

"Oh. Um..." the kid looks uncomfortable at my choice of words.

"This is my stop. See you later Michael," I call over my shoulder.

"Its um it's uh Robert!" he calls after me but I ignore him. As if I care.

I enter the room and the receptionist points me into the wardens room.

"Hey Daryll!" I call principal Bara by his first name as I prop my feet up on his desk.

"I'm calling your mom this time Ariana," he threatens me.

"Like she'll come," I smirk.

"She's already here," he says smugly.

I sit up in my chair, fully alert now as he leaves and a women with long brown hair and dimples takes his place.

"Hello Ariana," she says calmly.

I don't answer her.

"Where are you living now?"

I don't answer.

"You're living off your dads money I presume.."

I don't know how she knows he still sends me checks every week but shes probably doing the same goddamn thing.

"Well. Don't pretend you don't know me."

"Fuck you," I spit.

I ran out of the room despite the principals attempt to stop me.

I run to my English class, grab my phone and my bag, and run outside to my car. No one stops me. Some first day.

I see a guy walking up to the apartment next to mine with a pizza box. He's dressed in uniform. Total geek but I don't care at this point.

I get out the car and I walk up the steps to my door. I whistle and bend down so that my ass is visible. I watch the guys eyes go wide as I motion him forward.

We walk inside to find my apartment spotless. And Joey sitting on my couch.

"Who is that?" Joey asks me.

"Dude can you not take a hint?" I walk up to Joey and swat him in the back of the head.

"Out," Joey says to guy, completely ignoring me.

The guy leaves relunctantly.

What the hell? He hijacked my sex session!

"What's your problem?" I put my hands on my hips.

"I don't have one. You can't just have sex with every guy you see."

"I can do whatever I want! You're not my father!"

"Look. I'm sorry I didn't get to know you before it escalated. I-"

"I don't care!" I scream, cutting him off. "I just want a good fuck!"

"I'm sorry you feel that way," he says calmly. "I'll go now. I can take the bus."

"Finally!" I sigh. Good riddens to that loser.

I walk to my room to find my bed made. Freak, I glare at my innocent comforter.

I'm suddenly spun around and Joey kisses me.