Stripped Bare.

Chapter 1.

"Payton." I heard someone screech as they pulled me back by my arm, saving me from walking in front of a car. I look up from my phone and realise its Clara, my best friend, saving me from myself again.

"Shit." I give her a thankful smile. "My boss is blowing up my phone again. She's pissed that one of the girls have pulled out on a Friday night- of all nights!" I roll my eyes.

"Yeah well if your not careful, your boss will be down two girls. And I'm sure being run over by a car will put a huge halt in your career." She laughs, I know even though she's laughing she is still serious. Clara's my guardian angel, always looking out for me and trying to keep me out of trouble. And she always try to play it off, so I don't get frustrated with her.

"Your right, I should ask if insurance will cover plastic surgery incase of an accident thats detrimental to my career?" I say, mustering all the seriousness I can. Clara looks at me trying to decipher whether I'm being serious or not, it only takes a second before we both burst out laughing. Gaining ourselves some weird looks by passers by. "Sorry I don't do shows for free." I call out to those that don't look away.

"Payton." Clara chastises as she slaps my shoulder.

"What scared some middle aged mum buying her groceries is going to find out my secret?" I smirk.

"We are in college and we are here buying snacks for class." She points out. I shrug my shoulders and cross the carpark now its free of moving vehicles.

We climb into my Mercedes-Benz and turn on the heater. Clara throws the snacks into the back seat with our bags and we drive toward campus.

"Speaking of keeping your secret, don't you think the Mercedes is a little inconspicuous?" She asks sarcastically.

"Nope, I think I just look like a spoilt rich kid." I say shrugging my shoulders. "And that's why I leave the Lamborghini at home." I grin. She rolls her eyes at me but I know she enjoys the more luxurious items in life just as much as I do.

It must be my lucky day because I get a parking spot right at the front of campus, and considering our quick snack stop made us borderline late that was a blessing. We head towards our first class of the morning, an English course we were both doing. I know what your thinking, if I can afford the cars I can why am I wasting my time at school? As much as I love my job, theres a time limit on how long my body will last in the industry, or I mean back to our earlier joke what if I'm hit by a car and can't continue? I'm going to need a plan B. Plus the social side of college is pretty great.

"Payton! Clara!" Connor calls out to us as he's walking forward both arms stretched out for us. Connor is gorgeous, blonde hair, blue eyes, you know 99% of every girls dream boy. He knows it though, which knocks his points down slightly. "How are my favourite girls? Now don't forget my party tonight. Its going to be wild, and it just wont be right without the two most beautiful girls on campus." Did I mention he's smooth, and you guessed it a player? Ha. But we always played into his games.

"Keep dreaming Connor, we all know good too shoes Payton wont come to the party, she's too much of a prude." Kyle teases, Kyle is the brunette to Connors blonde, he has brown eyes and look wise though they are both gorgeous they are polar opposites; personality wise- two peas in a pod. I know Kyles trying to get a rise out of me or at least try reverse psychology. And if I didn't have plans it may have worked.

"Sorry boys, you know the party scenes not for me. But you better look after my Clara. If anything happens to her I will hold you both personally accountable." I scold.

"Yes ma'am." Connor chuckles. "Though I bet I could change your mind about parties if you just gave me the chance."

"Maybe some other time." I flash him a smile. He pretends to pout, but then our English professor walks in and calls us to all take our seats.

As we take our seats Clara coughs, covering up the sound of M&MS opening, I hold back a giggle as we both pop one in our mouths.

Lunch comes around quicker than usual and we head to the cafeteria, grabbing a chicken salad to share and heading to our usual table. Mary, Liv and Josie slide in the seats next to us laughing about some idiot in the class they just had.The three were good friends of ours but nothin like the friendship Clara and I had. Soon after Connor and Kyle head over, flirting with every second chick on the way. I give them a disgusted look as they sit down. Connor leans over, putting his hand under my chin and tilting my face towards his.

"Come on baby, don't be jealous. You know all you have to do is say the word and I'm yours." He say all innocently.

"For the night." Kyle adds and they both laugh, high-fiving each other.

"Boys." I laugh.

"Sorry little virgin Mary. Sometimes we forget our manners around your highness." Kyle snorts.

"Because I don't sleep with everything that moves that makes me virgin Mary?" I ask highly amused.

"Because your 'waiting for the one'." Kyle corrects. "Have you ever even gotten too second base?"

"You know the whole baseball analogy has never been very appealing to me, but right now the though of holding a bat in my hand sounds like a great idea." I say giving him a death stare.

"I love it when feisty Payton comes out to play." Connor say, chuckling as Kyle gulps. Ive always been seen as exactly what Kyle called me, little miss virgin Mary, prude of the college, if only they knew what I really got up to at night.

A/N- Heres the first chapter! Im already enjoying the vibe I get writing this, I think its going to be super fun to do! I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do! And please remember to vote and comment!! <3

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