Nicole's POV
I can be a handful at times. I do stupid things. I can be disrespectful. I have an ego. I know I'm sexy. Sometimes arrogant, sometimes a smart ass. That's just me. I spend my time sitting in class barely paying attention but still passing, or skipping to hang out with my misfits. By misfits I mean the people like me. The troublemakes. They considered me the ringleader. Why? I didn't know and I didn't care. I had plans today, I was going to call Damon so he could pick me up and take me to Ashley's, where I would spend the day satisfying my lesbian sex needs, but that changed. And here's why...
I walked into my English class to give Mr. Mar a sappy excuse as to why I was leaving, but he was busy introducing a new student. I grumbled and took my seat in the back. "You can sit next to Nicole, if you like." Mr. Mar suggested. I looked up to see who was going to sit next to me and nearly lost control. She was fucking amazing. She had brown hair swept into a ponytail and eyes so blue they put they put the stars to shame. Her skin was slightly pale but not like sick pale but the cute kind. Her body was amazing. My eyes went up and down her entire body. Damn, this girl was sexy. Oh shit, she noticed me checking her out. What is she's like a homophobe? I bit my lip nervously as she smirked at me. I saw an amused glint her eyes. She walked slowly and smoothly, as if she knew I was watching her. She sat beside me and smiled in my direction. I composed myself and sent her my 'you know you want me' smirk. She giggled. Nicole! I scolded myself. You have a girlfriend. Ashley...remember? HEEEELLLLLOOOO!!!! Get a grip. I exhaled slowly and tried to pay attention to Mr. Mar. The girl kept drawing my attention back to her. Sometimes she would sigh, sometimes play with hair, run her hand up her thigh....ooohhhh, dirty thoughts...Stop!!! Ashley, Ashley, Ashley! I looked at the girl's face warily and she bit her bottom lip and gave me 'the look'. I nearly groaned. God, she was playing with me. Finally, after agonizingly slow minutes, the bell rang. I darted out of the class room nd stoppd at my locker to exchange books. The girl appeared beside me and grabbed my chin, pulling me closer to her. My breath caught. She whispered in my ear, "My name is Trisha." Then she leaned closer and her lips just brushed my ear and I whimpered, a tiny sound in the back of my throat. She giggled. She let go of me and stepped back. She looked my body up and down, bitiing her lip, then waved goodbye. The things I wanted to do to that girl, the things I would do to- Wait! Ashley!!! I gotta go see her. I slammed my locker shut and hit speed dial on my cell. "Yeah, Damon its me. Come get me."
