Chapter Two

It was after school hours and Belle was already back home from school.

Belle’s room was decorated with colors brighter than every other room in the entire house.

“Dad, can i have my room painted the way i want it when we move into the new house?” She asked her father when he told them the good news.

“Well, Of course peaches. You can have it painted any colour you want,” he told her.

The walls in Belle’s room were painted in beautiful bright pink.

The curtains were white and pink.

So was her bookshelf and closet too.

Her bed stand and the mirror in her room were also painted pink.

It was all pink!

You could barely see an item in her room that wasn’t in the colour pink.

Yes! You guessed right. Pink was her absolute favorite colour.

She loved purple and black colours too but pink always seemed to take the lead.

The air in her room felt chilly and freezing but she never really minded the cold.

As she laid on her bed while doing her homework, a notification about a text message, popped into her cellphone.

Her cellphone chimed and it’s screen lit up. Drawing Belle’s attention to it.

She picked up the cellphone which was on the bed beside her and read the text.

It was a text message from her friend, Love.

“Hey Belle, come online! There’s juice to spill and it can’t wait,” the text message read.

Belle was curious. She wondered what the juice might be and so, she hopped online immediately to check it out.

Getting online, she found pictures and videos of Gen being sent out literally everywhere.

“It’s a sex tape!” She thought to herself.

She wasn’t wrong.

Apparently, Gen had hooked up with a guy from school and someone had caught it all on camera.

The video was sent out to the entire school and everyone from school had definitely seen it.

The whole school were chatting,tweeting and talking about it.

Everyone wondered if Gen and the guy she had hooked up with were an item.

Belle wondered how good it must have felt to be touched and kissed all around her till she moaned and screamed out loud.

She imagined how it would feel to have her breasts touched and fondled by a really hot guy.

She wanted to have her nipples sucked on so badly.

To have someone who loves her, slide himself into her, thrusting in and out rhythmically, till she can barely catch her own breath from all the pleasures.

As she imagined herself doing all this with an imaginary guy, she realized how horny watching the sex tape had made her.

Belle was dripping wet down between her legs.

It felt as if her pussy was breathing. Like it had a pulse.

It felt amazing and she couldn’t wait to finally explore all of her inner desires and cravings.

If only she could find the perfect guy to satisfy her aching desires.

“Gen never really struck me as the sexual type,” Love said to Belle and Happy over the phone on a video conference call.

“What does that mean?” Belle asked her.

“Well, she always did act nonchalant to anything romance or love related.

“Getting to see a viral sex tape of her, wasn’t exactly not surprising.” Love replied.

“Okay love, what about me? Huh?” Belle asked wondering.

“What do you mean, what about you?” Love replied.

“Well I mean, do I also not strike you as a romantic?

Do i strike you as the sexual type?” Belle asked eagerly.

“Well Belle, if you must know, you’re never open about these things. You always talk about how much you hate and despise guys.

How you think they are all so disgusting and disrespectful.

Literally, no guy who has ever had a crush on you, didn’t end up getting crushed by you.

You scare them all away by acting all tough and immune to love”. Love replied unapologetically.

“Wow! Is that really what you think about me love?”Belle asked sounding disappointed.

But Love didn’t reply.

And so Belle went on to ask Happy.

“What about you Happy? Do you also think that I hate love?” Belle asked.

“Of course not Belle. Love certainly didn’t mean it like that.” Happy explained.

“I’m pretty sure she did.” Belle snapped.

“Look Belle, we both love you and we really just want you to be happy.

Blowing off every single guy that shows interest in you, isn’t really ideal.

You scare them all off.” Happy chirped.

Belle paused for a moment.

“That’s okay. I’ll see you two later”. She said before hanging up the video call.

Belle seemed thrown off at the fact that her two best friends didn’t really know her.

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her.

“They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her.

“Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before.

They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?”

“Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”.

“I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”.

“I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

“Then they’ll know”.

She closed her books, kept them on the desk beside her bed and went to sleep.