I met Stacy in the Study Hall the very next day.
"Did Lucy invite you to her pool party?"
I looked at her and furrowed my eye brows and angrily released a "No!" storming outside my heart dropped, am I not good enough for her...
Hot tears ran down my cheeks then I heard Stacy coming outside, so I whipped the tears away and acted natural.
"Are you okay Roger?" she said, "Yeah, I guess." I decided to walk away I didn't even wanna look at her I didn't even know why I was mad at her.
Stacy's P.O.V
Why did he get so mad Jesus he must really love her. Eww it makes me sick just thinking of it, Lucy and her perfect hair and perfect smile, her rich parents everything about her is disgusting.
I decided to go and talk to the she devil (Lucy) and talk to her about my dark prince (Roger).
"So...L-Lucy...would you...I-I don't know invite Roger to your pool party?" I asked and also cursed my self for stuttering so much.
She rolled her eyes and folded her arms and huffed "No."
"B-But why?" I said trying my hardest to smile.
She replied with a lie "He's just not 'Pool Party worthy'." I fought the urge to slap her and instead tried to lure her out of her lies.
"Ohh, I get it, it's because he's weird isn't it?" she watched me with caution like a mouse taking the cheese from a trap, she knew if she dared to take the bait she would be snapped in half.
"OK well ya see, I don't like the looks of that boy, he gives me the creeps, hes just disturbing." Even though she just disrespected my man I understood I was just glad she didn't like him.
Now it was time to show Roger she didn't.
After classes I went on a man hunt for Roger, I looked everywhere but couldn't find him.
I walked over to the parking lot and he's leaning on my car. He's so sweet.
"Hey hun guess what?" I said while I reached for his hands, He smirks and replies "What is it?"
I eagerly said "Lucy Lutchman said you can come to her party, no thanks to me."
He smiled his sadistic smile and hugged me.
My heart melted really it did I never wanted to let him go he smelled like cigarette smoke and Stetson SIERRA for men god I wanted him to fuck me again, sadly he soon let go and we drove to his house.
I could tell his mother liked me because she keep begging me to come inside be I declined I needed to get work done. And by work I mean Plan out everything for the party.
Roger's P.O.V
I was fucking excited I couldn't believe she wanted me to come. I was actually happy that Stacy did this, I guess she felt the need to apologize for not making me hard, the entire thing just made me laugh, she swore she was
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A Sick Mother Bares A Sick Child.
Ficção Geral"I was always a good kid mayne, well behaved and everything." those were the words of Roger Ginger on his trial four years ago today. But he was selling lies, in reality he suffered from sadistic personality disorder and bipolar disorder, his sick...
