Inclination

***WARNING EXTREME ADULT CONTENT MUST BE 18 OR OLDER***

It’s sad really...

Do you remember in kindergarten how you played with everyone not caring about the other’s gender, race, or hair color?

Everyone played the same part.

Then middle school came along and you began to realize you didn’t really like certain people’s hobbies or personalities. You decided to hang around people you had more in common with.

It was easier that way.

But then high school came and bit you in the ass. People actually believed cliques were important. There were the geeks, freak emo kids, the troubled rebellions, the ‘free spirited’, and finally the popular preps. Rulers of the school most would say. Everyone had their own clique and everyone belong in one. Some even hung out in two different ones.

But what if you didn’t have one…

That’s what it was like for Infinity Piper.

She wasn’t that particularly smart. Had all A’s on her report card but got C’s on tests once in a while. She didn’t have blue neon hair. Just a normal brown. She didn’t own a motorcycle either. The bus was okay with her. She didn’t care for tie-die and drugs. Normal clothes were better in her opinion. And she most certainly wasn’t a cheer leader or a whore. She was an innocent virgin, and was afraid she’d stay that way forever.

She had her own clique of one. She was a loner.

No one talked to her, teachers barely knew her name, hell even some thought she was a new student for the last three years she’s been there. She was glad to be a senior, ready to escape from the jail cell they call school.

She didn’t expect to find him.

She ‘met’ him one night by accident. To learn his darkest secrets of lust and extreme pleasures. She didn’t expect her feelings either or the big surprise he had in store for her. She didn’t want it.

She wanted him.

But he had other ideas…