The Dare

Chapter 2 ~ Strip club

So first update in months. Its quite... amazing. Anyways I was finally kicked in the ass by the flying fairies to "continue" this super headwrenching story so vôila.

Blaze on ze side 😍😍😍

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Kaylie

So what was this class again? I am completely clueless due to an impending urge to shove the devils smirk up his ass and bash his head in with a curling iron.

He even had the nerve to wink. That little piece of sh--He must've sense my irritance because at that moment he decided to uphill my anger to world war 2 when he stood up.

Mrs. Potts stopped blabbering about the unit of x + a shotgun rammed up her ass and gaped at the devilishly annoying boy standing in front of her.

Seemingly with this unexpected turn of events time seemed to slow as everyone anticipated the cougar's next move on his unknowing prey.

I expected him to make some excuse to get out of class, or say something pervertedly funny, or  much declaring his undying love for Celestine, but I was dead wrong.

He looked around until his eyes caught mine and winked. I swear I think I heard a vein pop somewhere along the lines of my forehead. Clenching my fist I took my last ounce of self control and prepared for the worse.

"Mrs. potts, I'm quite...Not sorry for this." He declaired whilst putting into action his plan of doom

He pounced on her table table and took out a shotgun. I mean his watch. Looking at the time, he then proceeded to push her on the chair whilst the chair broke on the glorious force of buttocks being applied to it and fell to the floor with Mrs Potts.

I expected he would run out the door but no no no. He had to invite me to his little scheme. He ran towards me like a lion hunting its gazzele. Then with excessive force dragged me out the door and into the desserted hallway.

In an instant I pulled my wrist from his iron grasp and stopped in the middle of the hallway. He looked into my eyes then proceeded to run down the hallway laughing. Why is he goddamn laughing? Then I noticed, whoppsie he had my wristwatch which was worth 10,000 dollars I mean no but still it was black.

He stood at the hallway and dangled them in the air. I looked at him like the atlantic would freeze all over if he ran. He smirked then ran.

Well so much for pleasantries. I ran after him like a mad woman hell bent on steroids.

We ran all the way across the street to a...club? I stopped in my tracks and scanned my surroundings hoping no one saw me and proceeded inside.

Lights of blue and pretty much the entire rainbow flashed all around me. The atmosphere was hazy and the air was a mixture of sweat, alcohol, and sexual hormones. The dance floor was packed with women wearing almost nothing and the men were throwing money at them.

You can believe the undeniable chauvinistic minds of people around here. Like seriously who has a club in front of a school?

Anyways enough of that and where the he-- And there he was sitting on the bar with my watch on frontal view.

I approached warily and prepared myself for any sneak attacks, but he just sat there back turned with a drink in hand. It almost seemed as he brought me here intentionally.

I take a seat next to him and order a piña colada. I do not want to be drunk at 10 am.

I looked over at him and noticed he was staring down at his phone quite seriously. I even heard a moan.

I was getting angrier at the moment and it seemed he was enjoying it.

Fuming I lunged at his phone and threw it carelessly behind me. He stood up surprised and I kneed him in the groin causing him to double over and sit back down in pain.

I looked around hoping no one saw. Everyone was still preoccupied with the nudity around them so I held the collar of his shirt and brought him down to my level, I brought my lips to his ears and whispered.

"Honey I think you should give me back my watch and hope to the almighty I wont yank your balls of your useless body and feed them to the dogs. Also you could start talking as to why you drag me out of freaken algebra at ten in the morning to this... Strip club. So start explaining"

I leaned back and took a sip of my piña collada the bartender dropped not to long ago. He took his time in answering and I took my time "inspecting his assets". He was wearing a white shirt that did nothing in hiding all those ripped muscles and that perfectly defined chiseled face.

He must've noticed me checking him out because as quickly as he was in pain his egotistic self was back. He smirked. " Babe you should take a picture it lasts longer."

I just laughed. You know that laugh which sounded like a dying hyena and a whale mating, that was my laugh.

I must've looked like a woman on drugs because everyone was looking at me like I grew another head. Blaze was even more creeped out. So as my laughter subsided my seriously angry self was back and I repeated my question.

"So would you be so kind...Blaze" I sneered. "As to tell me why we are here at 10 in the morning?" I cocked my head to the side and waited for his answer.

He just turned his back against me and drank a shot. Infuriated I gathered myself and stood up to leave. As my feet started moving I was pulled back with impressive force and hit a wall. Which was now Blake standing at full length towering over me with a smirk on his face.

Our closeness was preety...very close. There was absolutely no air in between us. My head was going nada nada nada. He was crossing all boundaries now and I cannot allow it to go any further.

I tried prying his hands of of me but it was no use. I was like a rabbit compared to him. He laughed obviously enjoying me irritated. " Kitten stop struggling you can thank me later." He winked at me then he craned his head to the bar. "Hey rodney!" He called.

Who the hell is rodney? Then the bartender turned to us. He was a rather bulky man. Bald to be exact. He looked around thirty. He smiled and spread his arms.

"Blaze Stanford what an honor!" My face dropped. Was Blaze friends with this guy? and why did his say honor? Was Blaze some kind of mafia leader or something? I am seriously doubting his sanity right now.

Then the prick caging me in his arms let go of me, keeping one hand on my shoulder.

"I got you something" He declared. Then his gaze dropped on me so was the bartenders.

Now I am severely confused. What did he mean by something?

The bartender cracked a smile then said."She'd make a great addition to the girls."

That ladies and gentleman is how my life suddenly turned 90' degrees to the worse

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Finalllllllly I had made one asdfgghhjklll!!!!!

I knuuuuhhh its short but hey at least right? Right am i yeah nooo

Anyways what would you think will happen to our dear kaylie? Stayyy tuned!!

-lamas