ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #7 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #7

... and we should be able to move on." "Tori, thank you so-" "I'm probably going to hold this over you for a long time, but I think the way you handled yourself when Robbie was going off, which he had every right to, was really adult and you could have ran away and hid like you have the last several days, but you took it and I don't want to pile on you with everything. I hardly have the right to cast the first stone in this situation, so we're cool." Trina rushed and hugged her s*ster tight before Tori walked back her room, shutting the bedroom door behind her. * * * It took three days for Tori and Trina to actually have a conversation again, and when the subject matter in the car turned to boys, Trina seemed guarded, but certainly her normal self. "So you're telling me that the guy you've been dangling for weeks is the son of the Jeremiah Shepherd? The movie producer?" "Yeah... why?" Tori said. "Because he's Jeremiah Shepherd... and he is probably looking for talent for his next movie, which I know I would be perfect for." "Trina…" "I'm serious. If you don't want to date that guy, just give him to me. I would certainly take advantage over some hot rich guy fawning all over me if you won't." Inside, Trina was a bit worried her words were going to loop around to the Beck thing, but luckily, Tori didn't seem to notice. "And I'm sure Nate would appreciate having someone who is just there for those reasons." "Well, why aren't you dating him then?" "I don't know… ...

... I just think I need to be single for a while." "I don't understand how we could be siblings…" Tori just shook her head at her s*ster as they drove to school. Trina had a point. Nate was an all-around good guy, but she just was dragging her feet on giving him a chance for some reason. The thought crossed her mind several times during the first few classes, and she was confronted right before lunch. "Hey, Tori." "Nate… heyyyy… how's it going?" "Eh, I can't really complain. How about you?" "I'm... surviving, I guess." "Well, that's as good as anything, I s'pose. Look, I know something has been going on, and I know we haven't exactly crossed that friend line where we tell each other stuff, but I just wanted to say that I was here if you wanted to talk." "Well, I appreciate that, Nate." "I'm especially here if you're free Friday night. Maybe have dinner together and hang out or whatever." "I can’t Nate... I'm sorry." She saw his head droop and Tori started to respond but her phone started butting. "Sorry…" "It's fine. I figured it was worth a shot," he said before starting to walk away. A quick look down alerted Tori that it was Beck calling her. She took only a second before looking back up at Nate, and then hitting the ignore button. "I can't Friday... but how about… Saturday?" she said, earning a smile from Nate, which caused her to smile back. I deserve to be happy, she thought, as she threw her books in her locker and headed out to meet all her friends.