found (clay jensen)

dark red lips (smut)

THIS IS #1 FOR THE CLAY JENSEN TAG! I genuinely screamed when I saw and I just want to say thank you so much for reading, I know it seems like just an endless scroll to you but it's really motivating for me.

So I just wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart and please remember to leave suggestions!

(some smut in here. the rest of the chapter is VERY important to the plot, so if you feel uncomfortable, skip ahead from when they're alone to when they are in the hallway)

enjoy!!

A month has passed in the time since I had spoken to Jessica in the nurse's office, and we had set our plan into motion.

We are entering stage one, intimidating Bryce and making him fall for one of us. It's my job to embarrass him in front of his boys, and Jess's to enlist a few into helping our cause. If we manage to turn his boys against him, we could take him down.

All of this work would take a while, but my nights are no longer filled with nightmarish memories, and are full of dreams of the final stage. Redemption.

My face is locked and hard as I slam the opening doors to the school, knuckles pale as they grip on the straps of my backpack.

A steely determination glints in my deep brown eyes, scaring a couple freshman into steering clear of my glare as I stride confidently down the hallway.

I changed in the bathroom into perfectly tight dark jeans, complimented by an expensive leather jacket that highlights my vibrant red hair. My white tank top is tight, showcasing my figure as I stare down anyone who admires it. Brown eyes bore into their gaze, forcing them to avert their eyes.

This style is completely new to me, and I almost didn't recognize myself as I was changing into it. My look is almost always a soft and cozy vibe, I have never shown this rebellious side of me to school.

I sweep my hair over my shoulder, smiling to myself as hundreds of eyes follow my every movement. My mouth is slightly parted, painted with a dark red lipstick as I walk powerfully down the hall.

I arrive at the doors to the cafeteria, slamming it open with a force that surprises me, strutting across the cafe as the room falls silent. My eyes skim over each table, boys quietly gawking at me and girls whispering and pointing with mixed opinions, the look in each of their gaze either full of admiration or disgust.

Clay Jensen is sitting at a table with a book, staring at me with his jaw dropped in shock. His open mouth slowly forms a dangerous smile, and I smirk at him enticingly. His eyes are full of lust and desire as they carefully follow my movements with a thirst that makes my heart slam faster in my chest. Blue eyes meet mine, and they hold an indescribable look that makes my stomach flutter.

A heartbeat pounds inside me and I have to resist the urge to pounce on him as his eyes come to rest on my waist. The burning fire in them makes my body ache in yearning for him.

I shake my head and turn away from his wanting gaze, resuming my rehearsed act of being careless.

Pausing for a second, I lock eye contact with Bryce Walker, who immediately stands up. His tall build blocks my vision of Clay, who sits behind his table full of jocks.

Bryce's eyes mirror Clay's in an almost identical amount of lust, but the warm desire is replaced by the same hunger that haunts my dreams. The same greed that keeps waking me in a cold sweat, tears streaming down my face.

The boys are silent, hitting each other playfully as I glare in their direction.

My eyes come to rest on a certain blonde boy, with a smile as he leans back in his chair. Max Dwyer stares at me with a deep, devastatingly attractive look of longing, his green eyes lingering on my tight outfit and my lips. His gaze trails up and down my figure, and he leans back with a low whistle of admiration.