Chapter 126: Chapter 126 Plotting I’m in a daze. I am sitting here among them but I feel alone with my mind far away from me. I guess being drunk is not so bad then.
We were doing drinking rounds before the booze ran out. I had joined them in chugging a can of beer because I was curious what it tastes like since I have never had it before. I was encouraged to drink another and then another until I have four in total.
They are cheered me on while I was drinking. The taste of beer was a little bitter but refreshing. After then I loosened up and started to enjoy this a little. Away from home with no parents to supervise or stop us from drinking and talking about naughty girl stuffs. The rest of them are shouting excitedly for Courtney to spin the bottle which she did. One of her BFFs had brought forth the idea of playing truth or dare. Courtney argued against it, saying the game would not be as great as it is supposed to because there are no guys present but later agreed to the game. The bottle slows to point at Courtney. She grumbled out because it was the second time. "Me again!"
"You spun it yourself, so you can’t bring up foul play. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"You picked that before. Go dare."
"I would have if there had been a guy here that I could be dared to give a lap dance or maybe even suck off." She says with a naughty grin. They start laughing. I too joined in even though I did not find the talk funny. "You are such a slut, girl." I have understood that to be a compliment among them.
"We are all sluts my dear Roxanne. There is no shame in it." Remarks Courtney. " You are right. And on that note, we’ll be changing the game. Now when the bottle points at you, you should truthfully answer any question that are you are asked. No lies. If you’re not comfortable with answering, you can just drink. How is that?"
"Sounds lovely. It would have been the best idea you have ever had, Nora. But too bad we are out of booze. You seems to have forgotten that." Curry reminded her.
"What about those wines in your Dad’s cellar?"
"Clean it off your thoughts and throats. I got grounded and my Dad also halved my allowance after last time. I’d rather you guys kill me."
"Bummer. That means we are only left with answering truthfully then. I can’t wait to know dirty secrets. Let’s see who got the most."
"No way in hell you are knowing my secret.
And we need to put the bottle away. It would not be fair if it points at one person twice in a row."
"You’re right. So who should we start from? Eeenie, meenie—"
"Don’t start rhyming, it is lame and childish. Let’s start from Gweneth." Some of the daze immediately clears away when I hear that. I look at the girl who had spoken. Roxanne. Her vibe is a little unwelcoming compared to the others. "What is the actual relationship between you and Calix’s friend?" She asks. "His name is Rex." I correct. It grates me how she had referred him as just now. Must everything revolve around Calix? I am tired of hearing his name.
They had been mentioning it a lot since we came here. And why is she asking that? The four of them are curiously waiting for me to answer. "No offense. I am only just curious because he is way out of your league." The nerve of this girl! For her to ask me that here means that it is what they have been speculating. I would have been suspicious and scared that Curry must have been the one to tell them if I had said anything to her and Maverick. I have never been glad about keeping something to myself before.
Only I know that what Rex and I have is all pretense. I noticed a while ago that Curry is very close with Courtney’s friends. I found it a little strange because she had told me that they always ignore her. She had first chosen to be Roxanne’s sleeping partner before she changed her mind and picked me. I have to dispell this speculation of theirs before it spreads more than it already has. "It is true, we are dating for real. It is surreal to me also because he is "out of my league" like you said."
"Sounds like you lucked out. Wish you guys all the best." She smiles, one that bares insincerity rather than hide it.
"Thanks."
"Who’s next? Curry.
Are you gay or straight?"
She answers straight. I quickly figure that she must be keeping it a secret from them. The game quickly progresses to Courtney who is the last. I had drowned out what the other two had spoke when asked their own questions. My mind kinda sharpens a little bit when I hear Courtney being asked why she is keeping the fact that she is dating Calix a secret—apparently they are in a relationship. I barely heard what she said as it was becoming too difficult to keep my eyelids open and pretend that I wasn’t so sleepy. I kept on fighting against it but did not know when I gave up. I open my eyes in a room on a bed later on.
The burning urge to pee had awoken me. I only have my pajama pants on. My upper body is completely exposed. My bralette and my pajama shirt tossed beside where I had been sleeping. Goosebumps immediately starts coating my skin. I heard a sound, Curry comes out from behind the other door in the room. I had quickly put my hands over my chest, asking what happened and how I ended up like this. "You did it yourself after you had fallen asleep in the living room.
Don’t you remember? You said it was too hot. I tried to get it back on you but you didn’t let me." She tells me.
"Is everything okay? You looked flushed." She comes close with a worried look and places the back of her hand on my forehead to feel my temperature. "You are not running a fever. Did you have a bad dream?"
"No I am fine. I just, I got a little confused seeing myself like this when I woke up."
"It happens."
"Is that the bathroom?" I point at the door that she had come in from just now. She nods.
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Curry’s expression turns dark as Gweneth goes into the bathroom. She got her phone, and typed a message. «I have handled it. She did not suspect a thing.»
«Good job.» The other person responds. Start thinking of where you want us to have that weekend vacation. And still make certain that she has no inkling. At least, until we get her expelled.»
«You got it. Sleep tight, love you.»
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CALIX
"You want me. I can see it in your eyes." She says, her voice almost in a whisper. I gulped. My control is depleting with every single one of her slow steps stalking to me. She finally gets so close, placing both of her palms on my chest where my heart is currently hammering against my ribcage. I can almost feel every bit of her body wrapped in the small towel. We are in a bathroom with steam curling around us, swirling like a veil between desire and slipping restraint.
The heat of the flush rising on her cheeks. My breathing starts coming heavy.
She tilts her head slightly, a seductive challenge in her eyes. "What are you waiting for bad boy? Need an invitation?"
"No I don’t." I grab her neck, pulling her in to close the inches gap between us before smashing my lips against hers. It was like fireworks were going off in my brain. She herself coming to me? I never thought it would happen to soon. That she would fall so quickly.
I am very glad for it. I push against her tongue back and forth until there was no difference between my saliva and hers. I loosen her towel, causing her soft breasts to meet my chest. I kiss her harder while my hand trails down to between her legs. She breaks from the kiss, a mewl escaping her lips, shivering with pleasure as my fingers made contact with her sensitive spot. She is already so damn wet. I penetrate a finger into hole. She gasps. And then I woke up just then, panting hard. I look around frantically, noticing that I was in my bedroom. Alone. So it had only been a dream. Again?
I facepalm. How many times has this been now? Why would I be having these dreams like some hormonal teenager?
Hell, I don’t even think of her but when I close my eyes she is all I fucking dream about. Something is terribly wrong with me. I can feel it.