Chapter 3 - Back At It

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Sean's POV

It's been a week since my little accident with Tristan. For some reason he's been flirting with me again. My heart is saying this is a bad idea, but I'm so hooked on him I can't help it. So I go along with his flirts and comments that make my heart warm.

Spanish Class Friday

"STOP FUCKING TOUCHING MY LEG OH MY GOD!" I whisper screamed at Tristan.

"You know you like it" he states. Well of coarse I freaking do I'm a little slut, but nobody needs to know that....

"Oh please don't flatter yourself hotstuff." I bluntly stated....realizing what I'd done.

"You called me hot. Bitch." he smirked.

"I'm not a bitch."

"You're my bitch." he whispered. OH god he was turning me on like a light bulb. He rubbed my leg some more and i whimpered in delight.

*DINNNNNNNNNG DA DING* 

Dang it...the bell.

"Bye bitch". Tristan said and left the class. I melted into my chair.

"Bye."

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A weekend with out Tristan was killing me and I never thought I'd love Mondays so much.

I walked into first period Spanish like usual and sat next to Jeffery.

"Biiiiiiiiiiaaaaatch." Tristan smirked.

"I'm tired I will not hesitate to stab you."

"I'd love to stab you....if you know what I mean." SHIT HE DID IT AGAIN! WHY AM I SO VUNERABLE?!

"I'm too good for you sorry hun." I said quite matter of factly. Class started and our teacher started teaching.

"Hola! Today we will learn about food and the food pyramid." The class murmered in joy and "mmm's".

Throughout class we learned about all kinds of foods:

la galleta - cookie

la pizza - pizza (duh)

el pollo - chicken mmmmm

and many other foods. I was about to explode in hunger. It didn't help with the whole horny Tristan thing.

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After School

I dropped my bookbag on the floor and slammed onto my cushiony bed. I pulled out my phone and texted Tristan.

Me: Hoe.

Tristan: Cunt

Me: No imma slut get it right.

Tristan: Hey do you want to have a sleepover friday?

I was so messed up. I wanted this so bad, but I didn't want him to blow me off again...what do I do?

Me: Are you going to blow me off again and chicken out?

Tristan: No.

What do I say....what's the right answer?....

Me: Okay. I'll do it.

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