The Bad Girl's a Virgin✓

Jackson Pt.1

The next day we were sitting in the cafeteria eating the hearty lunch that the lunch ladies prepared for us. Unlike the rest of the school we got special treament. Lunch was always good.

I looked from my table across the room wear the popular bad boys. My eyes fell upon the hot piece of ass they call Jackson. A bit of a pretty boy. His slicked back and curled up hair at the top. His weirdly shaped ears. His diamond shaped face with a slight stubble at his chin. His delicious pink lips and deep clear blue eyes.

I had a major crush on him and it was making me stupid. Him...
The Only time I'm week.........

I was properly druling because I saw he all of a sudden began to stare at me. I quickly turned away. Zada saw me and she nearly choked on her food.

"Zana! You're so fucking pathedic!" she says chuckling hard.

I huff my head sinking into my hands. As I day-dreamed about Jackson. I know Zada is right. I'm so fucking pathetic when it comes to him. I ate in silence after that. Soon enough the bell rang and we headed to class.

"I don't know why you just ask him out. Or better yet actually talk to him instead of druling every fucking time you see him," Zoey commented.

"I can't. You know how I get when I hear his name farless in his presents."

Zoey scoffed and bit her lip ant the sides then let go. Then she stopped walking then turned to me. With both hands on her hips she stared at me with a focused gaze.

"You need to stop this Zana and make up your mind! Either you go talk to him or continue druling like a mindless idiot!"

My eyes widened and I froze in place. Zoey just huffed and grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to class while I  thought of what she said. Deep down I knew she was right and I'll have to pluck up the courage  sooner or later one way or the other......

***

The school day ended and we decided to head out on the town hit the clubs. Flash a few fake IDs and party with college kids.

We got ready at my house plastering our faces with make up and acting grown up, etc. We were bad girls and we loved it!

We arrived at the club at nine. After waiting on the line for about an hour and a half we finally got into the club. We headed straight for the dance floor.

Zada sporting her tight fitting black and silver body con dress. Zoey looking like a sexy biker with tall boots reaching just below her knees. Short pants on her thighs and a plaid yellow, red and black dress shirt with a vest under neither. And finally me with a blue skinny jeans with cuts from the lower leg all the way up to where the pants stopped. I had on a white halter back crop top with a shinny gold necklace with a pink heart shaped diamond hanging from my neck.

We looked amazing and had caught the attention off almost everybody in the club as soon as I walked in all eyes were on us. In a matter of seconds the place when from freezing to hot!!

I turned around on my heel and swayed my hips moving to the multiple beets mixing together on the DJ's turn tables. I keep twirling until my eyes feel onto someone's face. He's eyes met with mine. Jackson. He had the most intense gaze. Like he was reading me from the inside out. Anticipating my moves.

He waltz over to me. Though everyone was wearing perfume and we were surrounded by people I smelt him. His sent. Kinda creepy isn't it. But this was the moment of truth it was now or never. So I decided to make it now.

"Hey. You're Zana right?" he questions his voice smooth and steady.

I nearly feel over loosing my balance trying to get closer to him. I brushed my long light brown hair out of my face. Passing my hands by my earings.

"Sí," I answer in spanish.

Fuck!!

His face when from flirty to confused. I had to do someth I quick.

"Lo siento. I-I mean. I'm sorry I sometimes speak Spanish when I'm nervous."

I played with my fingers nervously but he was flirty smiling at me and I felt like I was dying inside with just his smile. He raised a brow and I gave a nervous smile.

"Well. I saw you from across the  room and you dance amazing. So show me. Let's dance."

I thought I faint when he stepped forward and took my hand. By then it was hot. His other hand slid around me waist. I turned around and placed my body against his and moved my body in syc with the music. My hand above my head my butt grinning  against his legs.

He liked the way I moved gyrated rather. I learned from the best. My cousins on my mother side twirking was something my Latina side loved. And I loved it. I tempt guys with it and lead them down a road of which they return disappointed.

After a while Jackson had enough. He prompted me to turn to face him. He looked me in the eyes and I did also. Then his eyes slowly moved from mime and down to my hands. He took it and planted a gentle kiss on it. Then he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Damn, his smooth!!

I just stood there staring. I believe bad boy Jackson just danced with me. I was at a lost for words as the crowd pressed against me is as if I left my body and when somewhere else.

This bad girl was on cloud 129 and she wasn't coming down anytime soon.................