Trouble

3: Rivalry

I could feel something warm against me. I snuggled into it more and heard a slight groan. Startled I open my eyes to see Derek. The sunlight streaming from the open windows was blinding me but I could tell it was his place.

Derek had a small apartment at a shady part of town where whores roamed and drugs were easy to get. He was actually filthy rich but he never liked living in a huge house with servants scurrying everywhere so he had gotten a place of his own when he turn 18 a few months ago. His dad didn’t seem to mind much, he actually thought it’d be good to let his son get his own place. To learn to be independent and fend for himself or whatever.

I had no idea when we had come here last night, but I did remember my hair soaring behind me due to the wind. But I guess I was too sleepy to notice.

I wasn’t wearing any pants, figures because they’re too tight to actually manage to sleep in properly.

Then it hit me. I looked back to see Derek snoring softly. He was clad in boxer shorts and nothing else.

He stayed. I blinked in realization. That’s the first time he didn’t leave right after sex or whatever. That made me feel as if I was on cloud nine. He had actually taken me over to his place instead of taking me over to mine.

I checked his phone for the time. It was 10am! Fuck we were late for school.

‘Derek.’ I nudged him, ‘Get up!’

He cracked open his eye groggily, ‘What is it?’

Hot damn his voice. I could barely suppress the urge to pounce him.

‘Um…School. We’re late.’ I pointed at the time on his phone.

‘Oh.’ He turned over to go to sleep again.

‘Derek! I need to go to school. I can’t miss the first day.’ I frowned.

‘Well then go.’ He said irritated. I groaned.

‘I’m going to take your bike then.’ I got off the bed. His wrist shot up and grabbed mine tight.

‘Don’t you dare.’ He growled. I guess he wasn’t a morning person. I snatched my hand back massaging it. That hurt.

I looked away and didn’t say anything. He realized what he did wrong and sat up.

‘Hey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have grabbed you like that.’

I sighed, ‘Do you have anything of mine here?’

‘Yeah I guess. Check that drawer.’ He pointed at the third drawer in his dressing table. I went over and pulled at it. There were loads of different panties and bras. Most of them weren’t even mine. I tried to ignore the fact and found a pair of booty shorts and a crop top. The only articles of actual clothing and only the crop top belonged to me.

It was a bright shade of pink with the words ‘Bitch’ written on it. I rolled my eyes, what a perfect thing to wear on the first day. I coupled that with my leather pants and stepped into the shower with a clean pair of undergarments from the drawer. The ones that belonged to me of course.

As I showered I heard him enter the bathroom and he began brushing his teeth. Wordlessly we got dressed. I dried my hair and decided to keep the messy look.  I fished out the lipstick from the pants and applied it. I called Mackenzie to drop off my make-up kit and book bag at school.

Once we were all set we zoomed to school. The school was quiet because everyone was in class. We walked over to the office to get our schedule. We got yelled at for being late but what else was new?