Thou Shall Not Fall In Love With The Boy Toy

Mondays are the worst

A day and a weekend after we strung up kiran, I saw him again. Not in the most pleasant way. I was drugged from a brownie I got from someone I thought had changed. Then I was woken up by having iced cherry kool aid dumped on my head. In the boys locker room....

The janitor found kiran in the basket ball hoop after 4 hours, and the goons were rescued by one of their girlfriends. Kiran has his phone, after he guessed the password(it was 0666). His hair was stained purple and red from the kool aid we dumped on him. Then it was the weekend.

Anyways back to current events, I'm stuck in the boys locker room. Tied to a chair. Drenched in kool aid.

"You should thank me for the free hair dye," I would recognize that voice anywhere. I kept my head down so I could only see his shoes. Which were scuffed up converse, not Jordans.

I smirked, "bastard. Didn't your mother ever teach you how to treat women?"

"Yes, but you are as far from a woman as it gets." He yanked my head back so I was looking at his face.

"No, I am a woman. Just not a nice one. What is the point of this anyways?" I spit at his shoes.

"It's not fun and games anymore after that trick you pulled on Thursday. You want to play dirty? Well here we are."

"You're still mad about that? I think your hair looks great dyed, your skin however is another thing....." I smiled.

"In 10 minutes the football team comes in here to change after practice, if you don't want to see anything I suggest you keep your head down." He went behind my back and tightened the rope around my waist. Damn it, I almost had gotten the knot undone. He them dragged me into one of the showers and closed the curtain, "have fun!" I heard him walk away and the door slam.

As I was struggling with the knot the football them came in to change. I tryed to stay completely still while untying the knot. No such luck for me. A football player whipped open the curtain, and I shut my eyes.

"GIRL!!!! THERES A GIRL IN HERE!!!" Tristan fucking Florintine. Of all the players the captan had to find me here. I cringed. Fuck. This is a horrible position the be in. Of course all the other guys covered everything and no one spoke for a good five seconds.

"Well?! Are you going to untie me? Cause I would like to get out of here." I said. A couple of the still dressed ones grunted in agreement and untied me. "Thank you," I said and walked out of the locker room.

So kiran wants to play this way? I'm cool with that. Let's see how far this can go.