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Elliot

I pulled off my vest shoving it in the locker,"I think I have bruises on my ass." I rubbed my sore tush slamming the locker door close. Parker walked up behind me rubbing my arms,"I'll kiss it better tonight." I turned around to face him,"Boys don't get any ass for losing" I smirked.

Parker and his friends just got their behinds handed to them in paint ball. I wiped red splatters of paint off his chin with my thumb,"Try harder next time." I walked away tossing my goggles into the bin. I had a lot of fun expect being shot in the ass a couple times.

"Elliot, you were fucking awesome in capture the flag," Keith's girlfriend said squealing in my ear. I never caught her name, but she was pretty nice,"Thanks, I think the boy's egos got a little hurt after this one." She had various colors of paint splattered in her hair and on her clothes.

I looked down at my own clothes covered in a little less paint,"This was my favorite shirt." My plain black t-shirt was completely ruined now. I pouted,"I have like thirty more of the same colored shirt, yet this is my favorite one."

"Are you ladies ready?" Keith said pulling his girlfriend into a smothering hug. "Yeah," I said bouncing on the balls of my feet. I couldn't wait to try out that new Relish joint. We walked out the lobby into the parking lot. I texted on my phone waiting for Vince by the car.

He continued to run his mouth we were literally gonna see the same people in no more than five minutes. I was starting to grow impatient,"Come on kid" I groaned. He walked backwards to the car yelling across the parking lot to Keith. I rolled my eyes they were more like a couple than we were.

"Sorry, he had this really fun-" he unlocked the doors.

I got in the car half listening to what he was saying,"I hear you" I mumbled. Voni kept texting me freaking out until I finally decided to just call her. I waited until she picked up,"What's up with you?"

"James! I caught him texting another bitch," she screamed into the phone. Wait that didn't sound right they were like a fucking power couple. For example, Jay Z and Bey, Angelina and Brad, and others.

"You did? What did you say to him ! Did you fuck him up?" I asked her. I ignored Parker staring at me like I was slightly disturbed.

"I'm waiting for him to come home I'll call you later I need a fucking drink," she sounded pissed. They rarely got into fights although no relationship is perfect look at mine. I laid my hand on Parker's upper thigh. I saw his jaw tense I was affecting him,"I thought losers didn't get any ass" he raised his brow at me.

I leaned over kissing his neck,"Let's just consider yourself a lucky ass loser." He chuckled shaking his head,"I kind of wanna cross car sex off my bucket list" I whispered in his ear. He smirked,"Not today baby girl I don't have protection."

I frowned sliding back in my seat,"So much for the fun." We arrived at the burger place seconds later.

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