"You're mine." Jeremy cups the back of Jason's head, coaxing him closer.
"What makes you so sure?"
He licked the opening of Jason's lips seductively before answering,
"Because I always get what I want."
Meet Jeremy. Jeremy had always had the looks...
Jeremy wakes up with a groan and gets out of bed. He made his way to the bathroom and took a shower, making sure that he spent as much time as possible in there. After what seems like a eternity, Jeremy emerges from the bathroom with a grimace as cool air collides with his previously warm and toasty body.
I can't wait till I can't go to school anymore. He thinks, as he pulls a blue shirt with a "Black is better than ever!" message over his head.
Then he hears a knock come from outside of his bedroom door. Thinking that his Dad was behind the door, he answers
"Open!" He gasps as he sees who it really was.
"Hello Jay Jay!" A girl with short black hair and a hardcore amount of dark makeup walks into his room, looking around as if it was hers.
"Wow, i see you've done some redecorating since the last time I was here."
"Who in the hell let you into my house Roofie?" Jeremy scolds, turning away so he can quickly pull his pants up.
Roofie is Jeremy's bestfriend and ex-girlfriend (shocker). They've been friends since they were 10, so of course she has full permission and respect from his Dad to do whatever the hell she wanted around Jeremy.
She smirks and replies,
"Your Dad, genius. He said to stay downstairs, but I don't wait for anybody."
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Not knowing how to respond to that, Jeremy focuses back on getting himself properly dressed for school.
Bored, Roofie goes over to his bed and jumps on top of it, her back facing the roof and her legs in the air.
"Don't you have anywhere else to be?" He asks, annoyed that his personal space was being harassed.
"Don't you have another girlfriend to fuck?"
"To Shay."
Roofie rolls her eyes and props her hands under her cheeks before saying,
"Speaking of fucking girlfriends, what happened to that bitch of yours?"
He glowers at her and finally pulls on a sweater over his head.
"Do you have to lace every word you say with a curse?" He says.
"Yes, now answer the question." Now it's Jeremy's turn to roll his eyes.
"What do you want to know?" Her forehead creases as her eyebrows move lower, a expression clearly stating, 'Stop fucking around.'
"Come on dude, I'm your bestfriend, I know what's going on." She answers.
"You do?"
"That and i saw Natalie inside a ice scream shop crying while she held on to one of her friends."
