My Dreams, His Reality

a door and walk in to se

Sh

ck High couldn't have sta

I was being less clumsy. I mean, I didn't even trip

unti

orange juice. I don't even know how the whole damn carton of juice fle

staring at us in anticipation of the coming dr

She snarled at me. "You fucking bitch!" She cried and h

ecided had to have a bath in my juice. Amanda, the self proclaimed que

, two hands grabbed her by the w

nails as long as hers, she would definitely be able to scrape my skin off. Drew was Melanie's b

but we weren't really close or anything. We j

s cute with hazel eyes, black hair and dimples on

nth birthday, exactly when she got together with Drew. That was seven months ago, and she somehow changed her ways. It was as if one day she decided that

h me and my best friends for

the three musketeer

This man has always had impeccable timing. It's

Calm down." Drew co

own when this bitch purposely drenched me?" She s

on." Principal Power

at she didn't do it on purpose." D

rew's grasp. "I am going to kill

he scene and I was sure that it would be posted on all

ion I hate

r best friends wh

fened with a blush coating her cheeks. She went limp in his arms and leaned bac

ned here?" Mr. Powers had moved from his positio

deliberately drenched m

purpose, it wouldn't have been with my orange juice. There is more disgusting s

nie growled and tried

ur mouth, Ms. Simpson. You're still

d back like this, what had gotten into me, and in front of the principal too. And judging fr

your girlfriend away from here and get her changed into some dry clothe

a little orange juice which I could easily mop. Better than to con

owers." I begrud

e us both pointed looks and

fall on the floor. "Oh, I guess you will have to clea

nd one by one, all of them dropped their

and dragged Melanie away, who I w

, swaying their hips, their skirts barely covering their ass

sts. I just couldn't be

ady empty and I don't think going to Mr. Powers

o kill Natalie and Samantha for leaving me a

cleaning the mess I "supposedly" created. I could just leave whatever mess Melanie and her followe

of walking towards my next class, like I wanted to

re half of the sluts in our sch

r grunts and moans f

my

d every surface in that closet. Poor Mr. Janito

hatever was left of it anyway, and I really

opened the door and inside I found Harper Cain hoo

and a height of 6'3", he was every girl's dream. The only problem was that he knew how damn hot he

ettles down with one girl, broke the heart of

girls to have sex with. But yeah, there was another high school not t

years ago when she was a senior and we were sophomores. He didn't even have the decency to stay the morning after they ha

hey didn't even notice me. I mean, hello, people don't wan

oody two shoes nerd. Again, I'm not judging anyone, I'm just saying

uscular, as if all he did was play with weights. And I could see a six pack too. Is

losed. He was gripping her ass so hard that I was sure her ass would have his hand imprints. His other hand supported her by gripping her lower back. His abdomen

t it would be like to hold Harper's arms when they fle

t,

of these thoughts. I needed to co

ds. He bit her already pink nipple which made her moan so loud; I was afraid it

ard

response. They were still going

per opened one of his eyes and looked at

ebrow but didn'

G

l- looking for som

t grabbed Maria and wrapped

ay

't think she even knew that lunch perio

hat the fuck are you waiting for? Grab whatever you

ust fuck

cafeteria floors. They didn't stop even once and I bumped into them so many times. I wond

maintaining as much distance

nd close the damn do

d not have been

y wits, I would have gi

the cleaning supplies

ns got even louder. How in the

ion with, I was sure I now knew the reason why gi

d at my

ke a Greek god and

eria, her

better than Harper