Mine To Pleasure | 18+

Rock Meet Bottom || 1

"I know what you're doing cookie," I said to Jarrod. "I have no clue what you're talking about," he said in an all but innocent tone. I look at him, then at the cupcake in his hands. If it wasn't for the fact I could see that he was up to something I would have been on that in a hot minute.

"Jarrod," I said with a strong voice. I said his actual name so he knows I mean business. He just laughed and turned around to walk away, or so I thought.

But frankly, that was the last thought I had before a cake was flying at me. Then- I screamed.

"AHHHH DAMNIT COOKIE" I wiped my face to the best of my ability. I looked over at him with fire in my eyes, and the look of fear in his. I started counting to three in my head, and he knew it. That's when he took off in a dead sprint. My yard was big and empty except for the exception of a few trees, so I could see him clearly while he ran.

"YEAH YOU BETTER RUN, cause when I get my hands on you!!! You'll regret what you did!!" I started running after him but after a while, I started to wheeze from running and laughing so hard.

I wasn't mad anymore, just upset that he threw a perfectly good cupcake at me. Plus the fact that we were now late for school was just the cherry on top. For any other school it wouldn't be a big deal to be a little late, but not for the school me and Jarrod go to. A prep school for rich and privileged kids who think the world owes them something.

Of Course, I'm sure your thinking 'well you go to that school so you must act the same way' well sorry to break it to ya but you thought wrong. I and Jarrod are one of the few who don't act like that. It's not like this was our first choice school by far. Our parents are quite full of themselves to put it gently. So they made us go to some prep school. End of story.

Jarrod is my older brother who is only older than me by one year. It's not much but to him, it makes all the difference. He's 6'2 with brown hair, emerald green eyes and plays football. He's your typical jock that every girl goes after. Which they do. As for me well I'm the complete opposite.

I'm 5'7 with long blond hair that goes down the mid-back. I have poop brown eyes and small freckles that are spread across my cheeks and nose. Barely noticeable unless you look real hard at me, which no one does. Now I'm sure I sound like you typical cheerleader but no. I'm not saying I'm a nerd and quiet but I'm far from popular and what guys at my school consider pretty.

Now that you know my life story, let's continue with what I already know its gonna be a bad day.

"Cookie, come get in the car or I'm driving and leaving you ass here." I get on the passenger side knowing he'll come running. He hates threats of me driving his "baby" that he loves more than anything. As expected he jumps in the car, sends me a dirty look, and starts the car.

I don't bother with the radio knowing we'll be there in less than 5 minutes. We live a good 10 minutes from school but Jarrod drives like a maniac. We go to pull into our parking space, right in front of the school, when we see a sleek black mustang in our spot. We pull in right beside it. Odd, everyone knows this is our spot. It practically has our names on it.

I get out and go on with my business not giving it another second thought. I grab my bag from my locker and slam it shut. Already in a mood, and not ready to put up with anyone's shit today. Heading to class I see Zoey Coldwell shoved up against a locker with a guy pressed up against her with his tongue shoved down her throat. The funny part is it's not even the same guy she was sucking faces with last week.

I eternally throw up and get to class.  You know that saying, when you hit rock bottom there's only one way left to go and that's up.? well obviously that person never hit rock bottom completely. I turn the corner and smack right into a brick wall. "I swear there wasn't a wall there yesterday?" I mumble to myself, but here's the trippy part, the "wall" laughed. Last time I checked the walls didn't laugh. I look up and it's not a wall, well not technically, but he is built like one.

Now I've hit rock bottom. Well, my bottom hit rock anyway. The guy offers me his hand and I take it considering he did push me. He didn't push you you fell. Shut up. You know you telling yourself to shut upright. No comment. When I get to my feet I get a better look at the "wall."

He has got to be at least 6'4. What the hell are his parents feeding him? Steroids' by the hand full. I bet he's big in other places too. No Bad Mia. He has short coal-black hair and stormy gray eyes, that look like they could see into my soul. He looks down at me with those piercing gray eyes and takes me in. To him, I seem small but I'm actually tall he just doesn't know it yet.

His eyes show no emotion when looking at me from top to bottom. I go to walk around him to get to class even though there's no use considering I'm already 3/4 the way done with the first period. But no, karma has it out for me. I feel his hand circle around my wrist stopping me in my tracks. I turn to look at him trying to pull away but his grip is one of steel.

I stop fighting. "What the heck do you want if I may so kindly ask?" letting my irritation be known. He smirks down at me "Your name" his voice was rough and smooth at the same time. When his breath hit my face I could smell a mixture of mint and cigarettes'. His tone left no room for questions. It was more like a demand than a question. 

"Don't you already have one?" I say in an attempt to be funny and make this moment less awkward. Guess he doesn't like jokes cause he looks down at me very unamused. "Your name, love?" 

"Mia, Mia Lawrence" I answered immediately. What like I was supposed to say "no go fuck yourself" to a 6-foot giant. I don't think so. He obviously liked my quick response cause we gave me a lopsided grin. Then I did the stupidest thing ever. "what's your name? And what do you want? I'm late for class and I ain't got time for your royal highness." I closed my eyes and prayed the instant it came out of my mouth. What was I thinking? You weren't you never do.

I expected to be thrown or pushed down or something not for him to laugh. For an instant, I thought I say curiosity and interest in his grey eyes but before I could know for sure it was gone. Within that instant, it was as if I imagined it. Which is quite possible. "Xavier King," he said his tone sounding a bit amused.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Xavier, now if you'll let me go ill just be on my way.." drifting off hoping he got the point, thank god he did. He let go and as I was turning to walk away, " I'll see you around. Mia" He said my name as if testing to see if he liked it. It wasn't hesitant, it just rolled off the tongue like silk. The way he said my name made me tingle inside. It was an odd feeling, but a very pleasurable one.

I continued on my way to class feeling his stares on my ass. I swayed my hips a little to let him have a little preview of something he can never have. When I was out of eye rang I started sprinting for class. Right when I got there, the bell rang.

"SHIT"

How did you like the first chapter? Comment? I know my grammar is bad but bear with me, this is my first book. 

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