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Diana was a slut, and she wasn't afraid to admit that fact. The term slut was coined for her after she started going under numerous amounts of boys. The reason behind her change of personality was simple; she was publicly rejected...
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Diana woke with Jack's arms tightly wrapped around her. He was snoring quietly into her ear, looking over her shoulder; she saw the clock read just after seven; sighing, she turned around to face Jack, who had begun to stir.
"Jack," Diana says, trying to get him to wake. He opens his eyes and cringes slightly at the sight of Diana being so close to him. He is a little dizzy and moves his arm from around Diana, stretching a little bit due to the dead arm he is now feeling. Sitting up a little bit, he also looks at the clock and sighs he annoyance. "You are angry?"
"Yeah, well, it is Saturday and seven in the morning, and I'm awake." Diana smiles sweetly at him. Jack falls back onto the pillow and is slightly uncomfortable with his jeans; he takes them off. This surprises Diana, who says,
"You are adamant about not sleeping with me, and here you are, taking your clothes off." Jack can't help but let out an awkward laugh at the comment. He, however, turns onto his side, looks directly into Diana's eyes, and says the words.
"How are you feeling?" Her face was a little red, and with her pulling herself closer to him, she was doing her best to ignore his question. Her arms were tightly wrapped around his neck; not wanting to hurt her, he let her arms stay there, and she leaned closer to him, lingering inches from his lips. "Diana, this is not a good idea." His eyes flicker to her lips, and he couldn't help but be drawn to her. "So we make out or have sex, and then you ditch me as you do with every other person. Diana, what is the point?" She is a little hurt by these words and pulled away from him. "I can keep saying the say thing over and over again, but until you face what has happened to you, this is just going to be an endless circle." Diana was annoyed that he was in her bed while she wore nearly nothing and was still turning her down.
Diana stood up and removed her dress. Jack did not want to look at her as she tried to seduce him.
"Look at me." She says, fighting back the tears which were running down her face. "Look at me." She said. "I look great. I don't think I am a horrible person, but he still doesn't want me." Jack holds her gaze and sits up a little bit, pulling her back onto the bed and close to him. He couldn't help but let his eyes wander down her body. He held her trying his best to calm down. He ran his fingers through her hair, and she couldn't help but smile at the touch. Jack then mummers the words.
