Chapter 2 - Shane

I'd been pissed off with Billy for dragging me to the freak party, just because we heard the music from his house and he wanted some free drinks, but it turned out to be a very interesting evening once the drunk ginger girl poured her cup over him. 

Not that I was still pissed off by then, I'd seen enough of that party to wonder why I'd never been before, booze everywhere and randoms hooking up in whatever room wasn't currently occupied. 

She was definitely the best part of the night, off her face and bitchy as hell, but still with it enough to lie when I asked her her name. Her anger towards me was obvious, for what I'm not quite sure, but once I kissed her she transformed. 

'Touch me.' When she'd whispered those words and spread her legs for me, I'd wanted to crush her up against the fence and take her right there. 

If only that idiot hadn't spoiled the mood, twice.

I'd turned back to watch her limp away with her friends, my jacket falling to just above her knees, and had to fight the desire to run after her. They'd invited me back, so I could have gone. 

I should have gone!

She wanted me so much last night, her touch and sexy little moans got me excited like nothing I've ever felt before and now I can't stop thinking about her. I need to see her again and finish what we started.  

'I know' she'd said when I told her my name. 

She goes to my school. Why the hell haven't I seen her before? 

"Oi, Woodson, get a move on." Luke hollers from downstairs. He wants to get food before the cinema, but I've got my own problems. Thinking about that girl, Anne, Rory, whatever she wants to call herself, has given me a hard on. 

"Having a shower." I shout back and hear him slamming cupboard doors downstairs as he searches for food and mutters complaints about waiting around for me.

Letting the water fall over me, I think about her. Her big tits bouncing around as she ran naked with her friends, her hair flying behind her like fire, natural by the glimpse I got between her legs when she fell. And her moans, I barely touched her and she was acting like I was balls deep inside her. Imagine the noises she'd make then! 

I'd wind my fingers through her hair, bunching it in my fist, those big, innocent, blue eyes staring up at me, while her soft lips slide all over my cock, the whole time moaning her pleasure for me. 

I really need to see her again!

"In your own time mate." Luke grumbles when I come downstairs. "I'm starving."

"Clearly." I look pointedly at the remnants of his sandwich on the table.

"I want proper food. Come on." He heads out of the door and into his car, drumming on the steering wheel impatiently while he waits for us to get in, then speeding down the road to the car park nearest to the cinema and restaurants.

"Buffet time." He grins, heading to the door of the restaurant, Billy and I follow, but then for a fraction of a second I think I hear the girl from last night. I scan the car park, but she's nowhere to be seen. 

"Shane, come on, Luke's getting arsey." Billy calls from the doorway and I reluctantly give up my search and follow them inside. 

Tomorrow, I'll see her tomorrow at school. 

It doesn't stop me scanning the restaurant when we walk in though, swallowing my disappointment when she's not in there either.

"Eh up, here she comes." Luke grins as Ruby Jones saunters past, unnecessarily close to our table. "Hey Rubes, looking good."

"You too." She pauses at the table, her eyes fixed on Luke, twisting her long blonde hair around her finger and batting her eyelashes at him. 

"You up to much?" He leans back, kicking the chair out for her and she sits down.

"Not a lot." She giggles flirtatiously, leaning towards him to give him a clear view down her top. 

As if she needs to try with Luke, he's had more girls this month than most have in a year. She'd be in his bed right now if he was less concerned with filling his stomach.

"No shit, well, if you want to come round mine later, I'll keep you busy for a bit." He gives her a wink and she giggles again, biting her bottom lip and blushing slightly.

"Maybe." She says and his grin widens, knowing full well she'll be there.

"Good. See you at eight, then." He nods at her, dismissing her and turning back to his lunch. 

She looks confused for a moment, then stands up, walking away with a huge smile on her face, like she was the one who managed to catch him. 

Poor girl, she'll be gone as soon as he's bored.  

"That, is how you seal the deal mate, none of your stupid flirty crap. Just no nonsense, straight forward, telling them what you want, works every time." He declares, pointing a chip at me for emphasis.

"Yeah maybe." I laugh. "I quite like the flirty crap though."

"Look how well it works out though, wanking alone in the shower the next day. No thank you."

I'm about to bite back a retort when Billy comes back, his plate piled high with food, muttering about them having no spring rolls left. I toss him one of the three I picked up, relieved his arrival has ended the conversation about my failure to score and, a much happier Billy, starts up a new discussion about what film we're about to see.