Here's a sneak peek at Chapter 2.
It was fourth period, which was just about to be over for lunch.
"You know"
Jason said coming up behind me
"I really just love looking at you from behind" he said moments after, whispering into my ear.Ignoring him, which I found I was doing a lot lately. I continued to rummage through the supply closet in the back of the art room.
The art room was filled with approximately 10-15 students max. The back room where the supplies were located, was very discreet and many students got away with just about anything in here.
There was this girl who was caught giving head to Malcom, the Mexican, I believe she was a freshman, she was so sweet and innocent. She changed schools that same year never it be heard from again, I couldn't blame her.
Many male students approached her numerous times asking her to pass the favor along, she cried for days. I was their for her, she was my niece after all. She lives in Queens New York now, we barely speak but only on occasion.
"Stop being a tease" he hissed thrust himself into my ass.
"Jason I swore to God I will scream" he smirked leaning into me so that we were cheek to cheek.His dark gray eyes sparkling under the fluorescent light.
"Go ahead. I like 'em loud"Jason was not bad looking at all. He was tanned for your average white male, with wide shoulders and strong arms, Jason would make a great line backer.
Ryan does need a new line backer, maybe I'll ask him.
Suddenly I felt Jason's hand tighten around my waist.
"You have an amazing body. Shit it turns me on" he buried his face in the crock of my neck. His full head of honey blonde curls tickled my check bone and nose.His tongue teased my skin as he pulled me tighter into his fit body.
"Jason. I have a boyfriend you can't just—"
"Shh. No talking" he kissed his way up to my ear, tugging my earlobe. That spot
"I—" I gasped when he kissed my sensitive spot just below my ear. I resisted the either to close my eyes and lean into him.I cannot cheat. This is cheating! I will not cheat!
Coming to my senses, I pushed his away. Glaring at him, he's just stood there. Smirking arrogantly.
"You just don't stuff like that" he laughed, grinning from ear to ear.
Like shit was funny, which it was not."Like what?" We stood five feet away from each other, I was a flustered mess and Jason. I hated him really hated him
"Touch me and kissing my neck like that" I said aggressively wiping his saliva off my skin.
He chuckled walking out the storage unit. This time his laugh was bitter, like he knew something I didn't.After getting my oil paint and a canvas. I began to stroke my brush lightly on the blank canvas. I loved painting, it kept me sane, the next best thing to ice cream and Netflix.
"And then Ryan said 'lemme get that kitty mama' so I gave it up. Right on his mother's sofa. God his d—" I got to my feet quickly allowing the stool I sat on to the collide with floor.Karina stopped talking as a I approached her table.
"YOU WHORE!"
I was beyond pissed, how did she talk about sexing my boyfriend I was literally five feet away.I saw red. And before I knew it I was reaching for her cheaply dyed blonde hair, aiming to knock her teeth out and definitely a black eye.
Unfortunately I missed. Why? You guessed it. Jason.
He pulled me back before I could even snatch her crusty hair.
"I'll kill you.
Te mato puta puta. ¡Te asesinaré! mantente alejado de mi hombre. You better sleep with your eyes open!" {I'll fucking kill you bitch. I'll murder you! Stay away from my man}
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