CHAPTER 7

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YEARS AGO

The holiday has flown by, and I was going back to school soon.

           My bestie Robert has been begging me to go out with his friend Zack, and after lots of thinking,  I decided to go.

Zack was a little bit older than me, the town mayor’s son and the hottest and richest guy in town. I don’t care about my attitude, nor do I care who he is.

We were meeting at a party tonight in some new club that was down the street. Dad and mom gave me permission, and the party was to start 12:am and end 4:00. It was going to be crazy.

I didn’t really want to go.

            I’ve heard that Zack is a badass, sleeping with girls and then recording sex tapes and sending it to the girl’s family.   Girls to him were like football: once you were done with the ball you gave it to another person.

I seriously don’t want to have anything to do with him.

I told Robert about what I have heard but he claimed it was a rumor that people created. I even told mom about it but she said the same thing Robert did.

But I don’t believe him,  because I know a girl that he had done that to.

   I put on a black sleeveless dress that hugged me in the right places, did my make up and did  my hair.  I was about to put on my shoes when I heard the honk of Robert's car.

“I’m coming,”  I shouted.

I took my shoes and ran outside, adjusting my dress for the fifth time as we arrived. The place was packed, and people were almost screaming to talk to each other.

Robert left immediately when we entered the club. He said he had some job to do. I stood near the bar when Zack approached.  

He looked really hot with his muscular body, pink lips, and dark hair. He wore black jeans with a black leather jacket.

“Hey,” I greeted.

“Hey, do you want a drink?”.

“Sure.”

After the drink he asked me to dance.

  I was about leaving the dance floor when he tried to tilt my hip up against him; he was really close to me. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek. When he tried to touch my lips with his, sexily romancing my leg with his hand, I realized what he was doing.

I pulled away quickly and gave him a slap that made everyone look at us.

After that, I left.

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