I was standing at my locker in the hallway. Next lesson was math, then we ended. I took out my book when someone grabbed the locker door. I turned my head and saw Dustin.
"Hello babe!" He said.
"Hi." I said with a smile and kissed him quickly.
"Which lesson?" He asked.
"Math. What about you?" I said.
"English." He replied.
'Ohh ..' I said and made a sad face.
"But hey, babe. Want to go to the lake after school?" He asked.
"Of course!" I said. He gave me a kiss. Which was directly necking. I liked that. But then he began to use his tongue more and more until it is felt that if he tried to push it down my throat. And so he began to grab on my butt. I didn't like that. But it was only when he put his hand on one of my boobs as I pushed away from him a little and ended the kiss.
"Oh come on!" Said Dustin .
"No. .. But I do not want to ..." I said.
"Cass come on your silly right now." He said.
"I just .. I don't like it .." I said.
"But i do!" He said out loud.
"But not in school .. Can not we just keep to the kisses when were here?" I asked.
"Okay. Just forget about the lake afterschool." He said sourly.
"No! Please Dustin, I want to be with you." I asked.
"Okay. But let's just go home to me or something." He Said.I nodded, and then he kissed me goodbye and went to his lesson. I closed my locker and went to math. Jonathan sat there and waited for me.
"Where have you been? We're starting in about one minute." He Said.
"I talked to Dustin." I said. The teacher come and we all walked into the classroom.
I sat next to Jonathan and opened the book when the teacher started talking.
"Hey, when are we meeting tonight?" Jonathan whispered after a moment.
"I'm sorry, but I can't. I'm going to Dustin." I whispered.
"But it's game today !! We were gonna play battlefield." He whispered.
"I know but I'll come home in time to the fotball match." I whispered.
"Good cause we're at your house." He whisperd back.
"Hey you two down there! Shut it!" Our teacher yelled at us.
We got quiet and the lesson proceeded slowly.
When I started in this school I did not know anyone. But then I met Jonathan and Leah. We have always been one of the most unpopular groups in the school. But then I got together with Dustin, who was one of the most popular. Then I got a little more status. It was not that I became popular or cooler, but I got titled as Dustin's girlfriend. But I was proud of that title. Many girls at school hated me because I was together with Dustin, but it was mostly jealousy. But I agree with them. I don't know why he chosed me. I'm just a boring seventeen year old girl who has only two friends. And I'm not cute either. So why did he choose me when there are so many girls in the school who are very thin, with long brown hair and pretty eyes and push-up bras?
After school, I sat in bed with Dustin. He looked at me.
"You're Beautiful." he said and kissed me. His lips walked down to my neck and he put his hand on my boob and started squeezing it.
"No! No. .." I said and pushed away from him and ended the kiss.
"Oh come on! We're not in school anymore." He Said.
"Yeah i know, I just do not want to." I said.
"You never want to! What's wrong with some necking and some cuddling ?!" he asked.
"Nothing I just do not want to." I said.
"But why ?!" He almost screamed. I looked at the clock and saw that the match started in forty minutes.
"I need to go." I said and stood up.
"So you're just gonna leave.?" He asked and stood up too.
"I have to." I said. He grabbed my hand.
"I do not want us to be fighting. So please just forget all this. Okay." He said calm and caring.
"Okay." I said and smiled a little. He kissed me goodbye and I walked home.
I sat at home in front of my mirror. Something I did a lot. Not because i liked to watch myself. No. It's the other way around. I don't like my looking at all. But that's not why I watching myself in the mirror. I watching it 'cause I am searching. Everyone see me like the shy girl that alwas sitting in the back of the bus alone. And, yes I do that. I do sit in the back of the bus, so that I can see everybody but no one can see me. And I do only have two friends. So yes. I do that. But that's not me. The real me is a girl that knows what she wants and makes that stuff happen. She is strong and not that shy that everyone think she is. So I am just searching. I just want to see the real me. The me that not even my reflection can show.
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I'm sorry for the bad english. I'm not coming from any english talking country so it is going to be a little easy english. But i hope you like it anyway. <3
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