CONFRONTING
Kasey's P.O.V.
"MMMMMMMAAAAAA!!!!" I screamed.
"YES?!?" she yelled back.
"I'm gunna go to Steph's house after school today okay?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen.
"Sounds good." she said as she was finishing her coffee.
"Thanks!" I yelled as I left the house to start the long walk ahead of me for school.
My name is Kasey Thompson and I am 16 years old. My birthday is November 22nd which is in exactly a month. I have long black hair, and piercing blue eyes. Along with a petite frame.
I have two best friends, Matthew and Stephanie. All our birthdays are within a day of each other and all our mothers were best friends and knew that we would be too.
As soon as I got to school, I went straight for my locker. Dropping off any books I didn't need.
While walking to English, I got pushed into a stairwell by Stephanie. The eldest of the three, which means her birthday is on November 21st.
Steph has a small frame, but has shoulder length brown hair and emerald green eyes. She only has her dad since her mom was killed in a car accident.
"We need to talk...." she urgently wisphered.
I groaned inwardly.
"Can't this wait? I'm coming over aftefschool, meet me at my locker." I said.
She sighs, but nods her head.
"Bye Steph!" I yell over my shoulder.
"Bye Kase!" I heard her yell back before I was around the corner.
I was sitting in English, doodling all over my book as usual. When someone pulls back the chair beside me and sits down.
When I look up, I realize its Brad.
Now Brad isn't just a regualr student. He's the schools hottie and frankly, I don't see it.
Looking at him in disgust, I turn my attention back to my doodles.
Before I turned back to my doodling, I noticed that something had flashed in his eyes but he quickley masked it.
A couple minutes later the bell rang, and I sprinted to my locker then casually walked a couple lockers down to Justin Dempsey's locker.
"Hey baby," I said leaning against the locker next to his trying to act cool.
"Oh Kasey don't you know by now, I don't fuck nerd's." he said.
I scoffed.
"Me? The Kasey Thompson? Want a man-whore like you? Justin Dempsey?"
He swallowed hard, not knowing where I was going with this.
"Umm...yeah-h?" he stuttered.
I then proceeded to lean closer to him, which caused him to be pressed against the lockers. I then brought my mouth close to his ear. Opening my mouth I left a trail of kisses down his neck and bringing them dangerously close to his own mouth.
He was already breathing hard, so I slowly pressed my hips against his. When he gasped, I got out of his grip quickly knowing what he wanted to do.
