I step out of Josh's car.
All this time I am praying that Trent is not at the party. The guy's mere presence just spoils my mood. Literally.
Jesse's house is bigger. Bigger than Trent's. The layout of the house is open and spacious with a wide patio located just outside the door. Then there's the huge swimming pool. I love pools but I don't know how to swim. Groups of people are scattered everywhere, drinks clutched in their hands.
Dax is walking beside me. I feel like throwing him to the pool and watch him drown. Bruna and Josh are holding hands as we enter the huge house.
Music is blaring through the house, the noise shaking the whole building.
Groups of pe
Trent just had a shower.He is wet. His hair is wet. His brown creamy skin is wet. His kissable pink full lips are wet... The kiss last night...Why am I looking at his lips? And why am I thinking about the kiss last night? It was nothing. He made it clear. He just wanted to chase that crazy model away. That's all. But, was it?"You snore a lot," Trent snickers, walking to my closet in his usual erect manner. "And as if that's not enough, you sleep with your drooling mouth wide open. I'm sure your pillow is drenched in saliva."I bury my hands in my face, trying to hide embarrassment. Wait, he slept on my bed?I look up at him. "You
Monday is here.I'm trekking to school with Troy beside me. He's not talked much since yesterday."What's up Troy?" I ask.Troy digs his hands in the black hoodie he's wearing. "I'm worried about the project that's all."I have a feeling he's lying."Come on, you're smart. Since when do projects bother you?""What do you think is bothering me?" he snaps suddenly. "the fact that you went out, got wasted and gave Trent the burden of driving you home. Why were you so irresponsible? Why didn't you tell me?"I knew something was up.
I woke up early, had a cup of coffee and a quick shower.I slide into some ripped jeans, a baggy hoodie and a pair of sneakers. I'm going to be earlier than usual for today's class. Troy and I are strolling to school side by side. It's just ten minutes away."Did you ask Trent about his cousin?" Troy asks.I shake my head. Honestly, I have not been thinking about his mystery cousin. Maybe Trent made him up to avoid looking like he cared... I wouldn't be surprised if he did.Trent acted weird yesterday. What was that all about? Begging me to believe him and when I try to comfort him, he pulls away?"Did you know he got suspended?" I ask abruptly.
Now that Trent is gone, I can snoop around every corner in his house.There is one particular room I want to get into.The Trophy Room.I want to know why he doesn't like it when people enter. Is it because it has too many gold medals and trophies that he thinks someone would be tempted to steal them?My curiosity gets the best of me as I rush upstairs and open the door to the trophy room. I wonder why Trent doesn't lock it If he doesn't want people inside.I get inside the room and I'm startled. It's just an empty room. Okay, it has hundreds of medals hanging on the wall and golden trophies placed on the shelves but the remaining middle p
I'm not one to lose sleep but last night, it was so hard catching some sleep.The upcoming interview and how it will go. I'm starting to get more nervous than I expected. I would kill myself if I ruined it. But what pissed me off is that I was also thinking about him... Trent.Why does he treat me so badly? Why does he keep playing with my feelings? But most of all, why does he always say I'm too easy... Okay, I may be easy to get, but that's if I like you. But not too easy..."You ready?" Troy pokes his head on the door.I yawn as I tie my sneakers. "Yeah...""Did you sleep last night?" He laughs at me as he enters to wait for me.
I knock the first time. No response. The second time. Still, no response. I'm fed up when I knock the third time and there's still no response. I know he's inside. And I know he's up because the lights are on. He's just ignoring me. "Troy! Troy!" I call out. No response. Okay! I'm done. I'm freezing outside trying to get a grown-ass man to stop sulking and talk to me. Fuck him for keeping me in the cold. Fuck me for allowing him to keep me in the cold.
"What! But you said you deleted it!"Dax throws me a sorry look, stuttering."I just... Couldn't... I'm sorry...""Sorry?" I snap. "Is sorry going to fix the mess you have put me into?""Becca, it's not the time to fight about this! We should fix it!"He's right. But..."You create a mess yourself and then you shamelessly tell me to fix it! Wow!"He ruffles up his hair in frustration and goes silent."How did she get it?" I ask in a low tone.
My heart is racing.I'm slowly walking into the school compound.Everyone's eyes are on me. Some are whispering. Some are laughing. Some are cursing at me."Whore!" I hear a crowd of guys curse at me."Slut!" some mean girls sneer at me."You should die!""You are a disgrace!""You should be ashamed of yourself!"I hear all manner of screams and insults as I pave my way into the class. Bruna is looking at me with a sorry look and I hate it.
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