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*Jordie Johnson is a student at North Creek High-school at the age of 17. She's verbally and physically abused by her father, Henry Johnson. Her mother died when Jordie was only 15, two years ago. She only has one friend and one pers...
Today was Sunday, meaning I have to get dressed up for a party and go with Blake. I sat up in my bed and looked at the time. It was one o' clock and the party starts at five.
I got up from my bed and walked out of room and stopped when I heard a noise. I walked closer to the noise and it was coming from Henry's room. Another moan from what sounded like a girl came out of his room.
"Fucking pig." I mumble. I changed my clothes to a black spaghetti strap and grey joggers. I grabbed my phone and some money and left.
I stopped at a coffee shop and got two coffees. Then headed to Blakes house. I knocked on the door and he opened it, I look up to see he's only in a towel with wet hair.
"Morning." I say to him, clearing my throat.
"Morning?" I hand him his coffee while just gazing at his abs. Admiring the beautifully sculpted features, wanting to trace my hands- "Jordie?" Blake snaps me out of gaze.
"Um," i clear my throat "yeah?" I ask looking into his brown eyes that shine in the light.
"You want to come in?" He asks and I nod.
"Yes." I answer. I walk in and he leads me to his room. "Where is everyone?" I ask.
"They're out getting stuff for today." He replies. I sit on his bed and he grabs a shirt and boxers and changes. I lay down and close my eyes when I feel the bed dent and someone in between my legs.
"How long will they be gone?" I ask, looking at him.
"They just left." He answer taking off my spaghetti strap. I grab him from behind his neck and kiss him. I trace my hand over his abs and take off his shirt. He sucks down my neck to my chest, he unclasps my bra and takes off my pants. He started to kiss up my legs and in the insides of my thighs.
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I slide on my panties and put my bra on as Blake just lays there. I feel him shift and he starts to kiss the nape of my neck from behind.
"I have to go." I chuckle and Blake whines.
"Do you really?" He asks sadly. I put on my spaghetti strap and let my hair fall to my waist.
"Yes." I answer.
"Then I'll pick you up for the party." He smirks.
"Blake the party is here. At your house." I remark.
"What kind of man would I be if I didn't pick up my lady!?" He asks shocked.
"Fine." I sigh. I was about to leave when he talked again.
"Wait! Jordie!" He grabs my hand pulls me on top of him.
"What?" I ask laughing. He grabbed my chin and gave me a long kiss. It felt like something I've never felt in any of my kisses, not with anyone.
"Bye." He smiles and lets go of me.
"Bye." I whisper leaving his house. I walked to my house and walked inside and again another blonde haired girl was there in the kitchen flirting with Henry. I scoff at his ignorant ass, I already knew why he was doing this and picking blondes. Mom was blonde, blue eyes, young, and thin exactly what he's picking.
I walk up to my room and strip from my clothes and go inside my bathroom and turn the water to hot. After a while I got in and washed my body and hair. I rub the steam off the mirror and looked at myself. I looked exactly like my mom, I just had silver hair and I was taller than her. She was five foot one and I was five foot three, our eyes were an exact match, and our facial structure. People would often mistake us as twins or sisters, creepy how we were mother a daughter but looked so alike.
I walked out of my bathroom and looked at the time, four o' clock. I grab a big shirt and my panties and put them on. I decided to do my hair and makeup first. I sit down at my little desk with a mirror, right when I started putting mascara on my lashes the door bell rang. I walk down the stairs and open the door to see Blake in a suit with a smile on his face.
"I'm not even ready." I state opening my door more for him to come in, we walk into my room and I sit back down where I was and Blake sits down on my bed.
"I just wanted to watch you get ready." Blake smirks.
"That is not creepy at all." I laugh and keep doing my makeup.
"Don't put to much! I want you to look natural. Show off how beautiful you are." Blake adds.
"Okay princess, is there anything else you want me to do?" I sarcastically question and Blake makes a thinking face.
"Not at all babe." Blake chuckles and I finish putting on clear lipgloss. I take off my shirt and grab my dress and heels, slipping them on and then turned to Blake.
"Straight or wavy?" I ask.
"Wavy." He replies. He watches as I part my hair start to curl my hair. "Can I try?" He asks.
"Um, just don't burn my hair." I state handing him the curler. He starts to curl my hair and uses a spray that holds the curl together.
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My hair turned out perfect and Blake finished at perfect timing.
"Lets go." Blake breaths out and grabs my hand. We walk to his house and walk in with crowds of adults.
"This is very fancy." I remark making me and Blake chuckle.
"Yes, it is." Blake puts his hand on my back and leads me into the crowd. "Wanna dance?"
"I don't-" I start but gets cut off.
"Come on." He grabs me and drags me to the fake 'ballroom.'
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After the whole night of fun we waited for the guests to go home.
"Honey, walk Jordie home. Henry went home with that lady." Isabel says to me and Blake.
"Yeah. Sure." Blake smiles. "We might watch a movie and eat something there."
"Alright! Have fun!" Isabel answered. We walked to my house seeing it totally empty.
"Watch a movie and eat?" I question with a chuckle. I look back and Blake pushes me up against the wall. He trails his hand up my thigh and grips me hard. He picks me up and carries me to my room, he lays me down on my bed and yanks off my dress. I unbutton his shirt and rip it off unbuckling his pants.
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We pant in content as he pushes inside of me one last time forcing a moan to come out. We lay next to each other with smiles on our faces.
"Goodnight, love." Blake kisses my forehead and leans back.
