The Ass Next Door

The Ass Next Door //6

Jakeee in the picture

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We arrived at the club. It was lit up by coloured lights, everyone was dancing, and I started feeling awkward...out of place.

"Common Skye, loosen up a bit." Amy said as she started grinding some random guy.

"Yeah...I'll be right back." I quickly found the washroom and walked in. Dancing with random guys isn't really something that I would call a hobby of mine.

5 minutes later, I walked back out and found the area that they were serving drinks. Non alcoholic of course, it was an all ages event.

I asked for some water and stood there, watching everyone else dance. Amy was dancing with a different guy now.

"Not really your scene?" I turned around and saw a really cute guy, maybe around my age.

I shook my head. "Not really. My friend suggested it and I thought I'd try it out. It's not really working for me."

He chuckled and nodded. "Yeah me too. Except my friends had to drag me here." He gave me a smile that was to die for. "I'm Jack, by the way."

"Skye." I said.

"That's a pretty cool name." He said. "So I know that you're not really supposed to ask women this, but how old are you?"

I chuckled. He was pretty smooth. "I'm 17, what about you?"

"Me too."

"Hey Skye!" Amy walked up to Jack and I, along with some other guy...who - might I add - was a DIFFERENT guy than the last two.

"Hey Amy. This is Jack. Jack, this is Amy." I introduced.

"Oh, right. This is Micheal." I gave him a small wave. "So Micheal's friend wanted us to ask you if you wanna dance with him."

Wow, couldn't he just do that himself? I hesitated for a while, already knowing that my answer was definantly a no.

"Well tell Micheal's friend no, because WE were just about to dance." Jack bud in.

"Oh. Well okay, have fun you guys." Amy took Micheal by the hand and led him back to where they originally were.

"Thanks." I said, relieved.

"You're welcome. Now come on, we wouldn't want them to think we were lying."

It took me a second to realize what he meant, and I laughed once I did. "Alright."

~

It was 11:30, and I was still hanging out with Jack. Amy had danced with...oh, I don't now, 20 different guys?

"Amy, do you think we could leave now?" I asked. "I'm supposed to be home by 12."

"Sure." She turned to face the guy she was dancing with. "Bye."

I exchanged numbers and emails with Jack, and we promised that we'd keep in touch.

~

The next day, I woke up to the doorbell ringing. My parents were at work, so I actually had to get up to get it.

You wanna take a wild guess at who it was? That's right, the ass next door.

"Ugh, Dylan, it's 12 in the afternoon and its sunday." I whined.

"Yeah I know, and we're way behind." He welcomed himself into my house and I noticed that he had his calculus textbook with him.

"Behind on what?" I asked, though I had the feeling that I already knew.

"I promised Ms. Lakes that I'd tutor you?" He said in that tone of his.

"Do we have to do this NOW? I'm tired." I said, yawning.

"What, are you having a hangover or something?" He asked.

I scoffed. "I don't drink, smart one." The last part was in a sarcastic tone.

He looked me up and down. "Nice PJ's." He had that stupid, annoying smirk on his face. My PJ's were short shorts and a tank top. Did he really have to check me out?

"Ugh, you're disgusting." I turned around and headed for the stairs.

"And now you're seductively leading me to your bedroom. I like it. I knew you'd come around." He started following me.

I stopped him. "Uh, no I'm not. I'm going upstairs to change, and you're waiting in the living room."

He rolled his eyes. "Wow, you act like a virgin."

"Maybe that's because I AM a virgin." I cocked an eyebrow at him.

His eyes widened. "REALLY?!" Then there was a smirk playing on his lips. "You don't look like a virgin."

"How can someone LOOK or NOT LOOK like a virgin?" I still had an eyebrow cocked.

"If a girl is really hot, like you, she's obviously not a virgin. Now, if a girl is really UGLY, she's obviously a virgin because no guy would wanna lay that."

I had a complete look of disgust in my expression. "You're such a fucking jerk." I went up a few stairs and turned back around. "Now go wait in the living room while I get a robe or something. Your pervertedness is making me feel uncomfertable."

~

"Why couldn't she just explain it like that?" I said. Dylan and I were sitting in my living room and were actually getting along. Plus, he was really good at explaining, because I completely understood everything. Of course, that took about two hours.

"Thanks for the help." I said, as I walked him the door.

"No problem." He paused, then that infamous smirk formed on his lips. "I think I know how you can repay me."

"Just when I was beginning to think you were alright." I muttered. "I never said that I'd repay you. Goodbye." I opened the door.

"But it'll only cost you an hour ... and you're virginity." I shoved him out the door and closed it.

Dylan's POV

"Joseph, guess what?." I had called him as soon as I walked into my house.

"Yeah?"

"She's a virgin." I said.

"What?" He said, not because he didn't hear me, but because he was confused.

"Skye, she's a virgin." I said again.

"Are you serious?" Now he was surprised.

"Yeah, she just told me." I said.

I couldn't see him, but I could tell that he was smirking. "All the more fun."