What I Desired Ch. 4 - Sex Stories

What I Desired Ch. 4

... couldn't care less what she had to say. I'm no angel, obviously, but she isn't either. - - - - - Once 6th period had passed and we went to 7th, our last class, I only received nasty glares from Christina. At one point in class, we even had a stare down. (That I won by the way.) George, on the other hand, ignored me throughout the class. The two ex lovers could have a problem with me. That was fine. Once the final bell rang, I put on my back pack and walked out of class. When I was near the school's exit Desiree called out to me and caught up. "How was your day, sexy?" She asked, pulling on my arm. "Fine." I simply said. Given the fact that I couldn't tell her what happened. She hummed. "Well, Carter has detention." We exit the school and I tapped her waist. "That explains why he isn't attached to your hip." She pushed my shoulder and laughed. "I enjoy feeling him there. If you catch my drift." She winked. "I sure did catch it, and it was frigid." I shivered. "Don't insert such images into my head." - - - I closed my bedroom door and dropped my backpack on the floor and changed into more comfortable clothes. I then sprawled out on my bed and let out a sigh. As I lay there I wondered if Troy would continue talking to me if Christina opened her mouth. I don't know what she'd tell him, but I know it won't be anything good. The fact that she was somehow a part of my ugly past infuriated me. And it didn't didn't help quell my anger knowing she was Troy's girlfriend. I sat up at ...

... the edge of my bed and put my shoes on. I slid my phone into my pocket and headed out of my room, informing my mom that I was going to take a quick walk. I stepped outside and noticed Troy's truck parked in Desiree's driveway. (It's easy to tell it was his, okay?) I chose to walk across the street to her house and was nearing the driveway when the truck began to reverse. "Hey!" I yelled as I darted to the side. The truck stopped abruptly, but then continued reversing, seemingly right to where I was. I yelled again as I moved once again and the truck pulled up and parked on the side of the curb. Troy stepped out laughing, squatting as he placed his hands on his knees. "You should have seen your face!" I rolled my eyes. " You didn't even see it." He stopped his laughter and wiped at his eyes. "Camera." He pointed to the back of the truck and my eyes fell on said object. Choosing to brush off the situation, I asked what he was doing here. "Dropped Marc off for a project him, Daniel and another kid are doing." He stood silent for a few seconds before he shook his head. "Sorry about what happened after the library. That was my girl." I had no idea why he brought it up. Did he honestly think it'd be okay? Especially given the fact that he only stopped kissing me because of her. I shrugged my shoulders and went to lean against his truck, acting as if I didn't care. "She said she knew you." He looked at me quizzically. "Are you friends with her? Do you talk to her?" I'm guessing he ...