Hard life (editing)

Chapter 5

He stared at me and grinned, then he strode up to me and asked for my name. " M - my name? Oh yeah, my name's Penny." I felt my cheeks flame I returned the question " My name's King." He answered. Then he asked me to go to his party on Friday evening. You can guess what my reply was. During lunch break my gang of friends swarmed me, throwing random questions at me like: " Was he hot?" " Where does he live? " and more. I just scurried to the toilets seeing as it's the only place that I would have peace.

Friday evening
I get on the deep red skinny jeans that I just bought and smiled at Jaden, he had finally been let out of hospital. Except from the stitches on his head he was absolutely fine. Next I sat on my chair opened my compact and carefully applied mascara, eye shadow and my lip gloss. After plaiting my hair into a french braid I picked up my phone and texted Samantha.

- Me
Hey WUU2?
- Sam
Nothin much wbu
- Me
Just gettin ready to leave. U r still picking me up aren't u?
- Sam
Yep, we're on our way

Cheerfully I switched off my phone and strapped on my black patient heels. The doorbell rang and I bolted down the stairs , which was a record, I opened the door and sure enough my bestie was staring back at me wearing a clingy black dress. The dress stuck to Samantha's figure and I felt jealous. On the door was a note that read: Be back at 11 - mom
I sigh shout a bye to Jaden and hop into the shiny BMW that waited in my drive. The car pulled up at the house. It was huge and thumping music could be heard from the back garden. We both squealed in unison then made our way inside. The hall seemed to go on for ages. We found ourselves in a living room with black leather sofas and a flat screen TV, Sam looked awestruck. In the garden tables were dotted around the lawn and a DJ booth was located in the centre. I searched for familiar faces and saw the host staring at me, King. My face flushed and I cringed inside casually I pick up a drink and a plate of a strange dark substance. I tasted it and immediately spat it out. Sam laughed hysterically and told me that it's caviar. Apparently only filthy rich people could afford to buy it. We partied and laughed and chatted with some classmates and made some new friends. I enjoyed it, a lot. Then King came up and asked to talk to me, inside, alone. The minute he shut the sliding glass door I felt soft lips crash against my own. I ignored the tingling sensation and knotted my hands through his hair, forcing his face closer and closer to mine. No words could explain that moment, I was overcome with many emotions each battling in my chest. King broke away and I masked my disappointment, as I took a breath my top was whipped over my head. I wanted to say no, to run away but desire gnawed in me like a raging beast, so I let him go on. My jeans were thrown to the side crumpled next to the door, without having to be prompted any further I yanked off King's shirt revealing his rock hard abs. We kept on stripping until I was standing in my underwear and him in his boxers, finally he spoke in a low raspy voice: " How old are you Penny? " I smirked cockily
" 16." He looked reassured then out of the blue with a strength I didn't know King had, he chucked me onto the bed.

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I peeled open my eyes, I was stark naked with the new boy's arm around me at 10 : 50 in the night. I grinned relishing those hours that I had in this room. I realised that I needed to be home by 11! I tipped King's limb off me and gathered my clothing scrambling into them. Since he was out cold I decided to leave a note and leave. Meanwhile the party was still going on, I reached Sam, who reeked of alcohol, and told her we had to go that second. She stumbled and I had to steady her on my shoulder. Carrying the weight of two people I got to the bus stop and hopped on my bus while Sam's parents picked her up and took her home.

I reached home a few minutes before my curfew brushed my teeth and crawled into my sanctuary that some call a bed.

The next morning I legit dragged myself out of bed to have a shower and ride to school on my bike. Samantha didn't go that day though but I guess she had a throbbing headache - more like a hang over - so I had to face the day without any one to chat to. In lessons the hairs on the back of my neck kept tingling like someone was watching me.

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King's POV

I kept thinking back to seeing Penny nude. Man was she hot.. All through the lessons that I share with her I stared at the back of her head, imagining the feeling of stroking her silky hair. I couldn't help noticing the slight crease in her forehead when she is really concentrating or the way her cheeks go pink when she's around me or the way her tinkling laughter fills the place with joy... I must've been daydreaming because I've been called by the teacher to read something out to the class. I make my way to the front and am about to say that I have no clue on what we were meant to do until I saw Penny covering her mouth with her hand looking a bit green. She puked a bit on her desk and was excused to leave the class room. Luckily I was chosen to assist her on her journey. I slipped out of the classroom door following her.

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Penny's POV
I scurried out of the room and made my way to the girls bathrooms, still clutching my mouth in fear of vomiting on the floor. Once in the bathroom I knelt in front of the toilet bowl and emptied my stomach of all its contents. I felt hands holding back my hair and rubbing me in relaxing circles on the back whilst I puked my guts out. Sick dripped from the corners of my mouth which was wiped away with toilet paper. I cleaned myself up then turned round to thank whoever was helping me. And was shocked to see King standing in person in front of me grinning encouragingly in the girls bathrooms!! I was speechless. I washed my hands chewed a mint to wash away the smell and taste of bile and murmured an embarrassed thanks to King. All the while he was grinning like a mad man...