Allyson POV
I shifted from side to side and adjusted my glasses. I was at Jc's dorm and was really fucking nervous. I'm just going to politley remind him that we have to work on the American History project, no pressure but it was worth 100 points and was due in two days. The professor just had to partner me up with the class dweeb didn't he. The door swung open and Jc leaned aganist the door frame.
"Uh hi Jc I'm uh here about the project."
He looked left, then right and leaned in kinda close to me. "You're a drug dealer?"
I shook my head. He was making me nervous. "We have that uh you know oral in..."
"Oral?"
"Oral presentation we have to do for Histor..." I trailed off. He had his hands down his pants and was staring right at me with his brown eyes.
"Ohhh right right you're Ashley my partner."
"Allyson", I mumbled.
Jc stepped aside and motioned for me to come inside. His dorm was actually not what I expected. It was nice and clean and...
"This isnt my dorm this is Ricky's. Mine is up the stairs."
I knew it was too good to be true. He decided that we should take the elevator, kinda wished we took the stairs, but I wasn't going to agrue.
"So uh", he scratched the back of his head, "Apricon?"
"Allyson." He couldn't even remember my name.
"Allyson oh yea right. My bad." He opened the door to his dorm and you would have thought he opened the door to a dumpster.
He jumped onto his bed and threw aside a wrinkled thong. Charming.
"Are you going to sit orrrrr"
"On your bed? Next to you?"
"No outside my door and down the hall. Yes sit next to me. How else are we suppose to do this project?"
I gulped. I pulled my skirt down and sat next to him. He pulled out his laptop and opened a new document. Execpt he opened a word document. We were presenting not typing a essay.
"Jc we need to open a powerpoint not a word document."
"A what?"
"I'll just do it", I muttered. I leaned over and for a second our hands touched. He smirked but my face got really red, happens all the time. I clicked open the powerpoint and leaned back. He looked me in the eyes and I looked down at my hands.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Look down, hesitate, shuffle, gulp, and act nervous."
Because I was. "I uh have uhm allergies."
He tilted his head. "Allergies make you insecure?"
I cleared my throat. "Let's work on the project Jc."
"Not until you look me in the eyes."
I hesitated but then again I really did want to look at him, so I did.
He moved a piece of hair out of my face and let his fingers brush my skin.
"What are you doing", I whispered.
"Touching you is that alright?"
NO IT'S NOT OK! My mind screamed at me. But I wanted to be touched, feel loved. I wanted to feel wanted for once and noticed by a boy. I nodded my head, never taking my eyes off of him. He leaned in closer and I could feel his breath on my neck. He paused, making the moment dramatic, and waited.
"Kiss me", I whispered.
Instead his lips went somewhere else. He kissed my collarbone and started sucking. I wanted to scream, TAKE MY VIRGINITY, but then I would seem too desperate. There was a knock on the door, and in walked three blonde chicks, whom I knew all too well. Natalie, Courtney, and Samantha. Three of the most bitchiest, snottiest, but popular girls in our university.
"Are we interuppting something?"
Jc looked up and smiled. "Not even close come in."
"Jc we have that proje.." I was pushed to the side by three bitches.
"You can leave now nerd." Samantha practially spat at me.
I turned bright red and grabbed my books. Jc grabbed my arm right before I got up.
"I'll see you in school Abby."
I turned on my heels and marched out the door. They were already fucking moaning.
"Wait!"
Maybe he was calling me back becasue he remembered my name.
"Close the door for me Alyssa?"
I nodded my head and closed his damn door.