Perrie made her way to class alone, which was something that rarely happened. Perrie was usually the type to always surround herself with people. She hated being alone and she also happened to like attention.
Most of the time now, Perrie was just hoping to rush from class to class without being spotted by many people. The thing was, Perrie really liked having flings and random hook ups, and it didn’t matter to her the number of people she was involved with at a time. She usually was hooking up with multiple people at the school at once. She had her ways though so that none of them knew about each other. She was skilled. She had experience.
Recently, Perrie had just been overwhelmed by it all. She hated keeping up with so many people, especially when they started to get needy.
Perrie was just a horny teenager that asked for sex when she wanted it. That was it. She didn’t stick around for feelings or quality time or any of that shit. She just wanted to feel good for a little while. She hated when the people she was with wanted to take things a step further. That’s when she bolted.
Lately, Perrie felt different. So different that she had sort of cut off contact with pretty much all of her current flings. She stopped texting back. She stopped pulling them into random closets at school to hook up. She basically stopped being social most of the time. She just sort of sat at home, trying to figure out how to get out of the funk she was in.
Perrie’s gut had told her that sex was the answer. Perrie figured that maybe all she needed was some senseless and rough sex to clear her mind and get her back into the swing of things. When that didn’t work, Perrie felt lost.
So instead, Perrie considered maybe sex was causing the problem. As a result, she decided to cut off contact with everyone. High school was almost over. Maybe she should take a break for a short time and wait to graduate, and then pick up again during university. She figured that would be the best solution to turn her life around.
The problem was, there was one person that Perrie couldn’t let go of for some reason: Jade. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something about Jade made her want to stay in contact. She just wanted to keep seeing the girl.
Sure, Perrie didn’t give Jade as much attention as she used to, but Jade was still the only person Perrie had bothered to let stick around. She bet Jade felt like shit because of the horrible treatment, but she should really be honored. She was the only person Perrie wanted to keep in contact with.
Perrie had actually never felt bad about playing hard to get until she met Jade. She thinks it was probably what she saw in Jade’s eyes. Every time she got up to leave after they finished, she saw the pleading look in those amazing chocolate colored eyes. She knew Jade wanted her to stay. She was just grateful that Jade never expressed that in words, because that meant Perrie would be out the door never to come back; Perrie didn’t want to have to do that to Jade.
Perrie still went to Jade for her needs. It definitely wasn’t as frequently as it used to be though. Ever since she had kissed Jade in the locker room, she knew Jade would be her favorite. She always viewed everyone else as something on the side. She always had devoted the majority of her time to Jade. That still rang true to this day.
She felt bad though, because now she wasn’t even ignoring Jade as an act. First, it had been to keep up the suspense and keep Jade on her toes. She loved kissing Jade one moment, and then passing by her in the hallway later like she meant nothing to her. The look on Jade’s face every time was priceless. She also loved the fact that no matter how many times she did it, Jade would never leave her. Jade was ignorant and loyal, and Perrie loved that.
Now, Perrie would hook up with Jade just to break out of her reclusive shell. Sometimes she would ignore Jade for five days and then just randomly show up at the brunette’s house. Sure, Jade would be hesitant to comply at first, but she never said no.
