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Authors: Jamie Loeak
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I turn to follow him but Todd tries to grab my arm. I pull away easily, and Todd starts to laugh at me while he does some fake boxing moves. “Come on, Carter. Let’s do this. Come on, man. Do you think you can take me? I’m on the wrestling team, and I will kick your punk ass, Carter Daniels. And your rich folks won’t be able to save you.” His voice starts getting louder, and I can feel my anger swelling in my chest. The power of it burns like a flamethrower. He deserves what he gets with me.
I’m about the throw the first punch when Ryan pulls me back. “Don’t,” he says. “They’re just looking for a way to press charges on you.”
That clears my head. And I glance back once more before heading on inside. I need a distraction, and the first thing I see is Lane. She’s standing off to the side, with a fresh cup of beer in her hand. I walk up to her and pull her on the dance floor. She laughs and shoves her cup on a table before she puts her arms around my neck. She pushes her slender body against me, and I can feel her small curves under the thin material of her dress. “Carter,” she whispers, “you’re so hot when you’re like this. It makes me feel like you need me.” She leans forward and clings onto my chest as she pulls my shirt to get me closer to her.
I smile at her and lower my hands until they’re around her hips. We dance for a little while before she pulls away. She drags me back to her beer, and I watch her chug it – somehow it’s hot, even though it’s desperate.
“Come,” she whispers. “Let’s go outside. There’s a little gazebo where we can sit and talk and make out some.” She pulls me out there, and I let her take me.
When we get there she waits until I sit down. Then she lifts her dress and straddles me. I let her sit on my lap and kiss my neck. Leaning back, I enjoy the sensation it gives me. Then, I pull her mouth up to mine and kiss her until the anger leaves my skin. It’s not right, using Lane like that. And I’ll apologize to her tomorrow or tonight. But I can’t get myself in trouble this soon.
We stay out there for a while, but when she starts to pull the straps off her shoulders, I tell her to stop. She protests for a minute, telling me she wants me, but I hold my ground until she stands up. Her lower lip sticks out and I can tell I’ve hurt her feelings and all.
She looks down at me and sighs. “I’m not too drunk, Carter. You aren’t taking advantage of me, okay? You’re hot.”
“And that’s a good enough reason?” I ask her angrily.
She flinches a little bit, and I feel bad for yelling.
This time I sigh. “Look, Lane, I’m sorry but I’m not that kind of guy.”
She looks up through her long, fake lashes and a smile crosses her lips. Great. I think she likes me more than before. For some reason, I wasn’t doing this thing right at all. Especially since I don’t want her to like me. “You’re a good guy, Carter. And a great kisser too. But I’m not interested in anything serious. I like you but I’m not allowed to have a boyfriend.” She blushes, and I can tell she’s telling me the truth right now.
“But you sleep with guys. Isn’t that what your parents are trying to avoid?”
Lane shrugs. “My dad left my mom a couple years ago. She told me never to fall in love, that it ruins everything. She bought me some birth control and told me not to get too attached to any guy.”
I wrinkle my brow. “Seriously?” I ask her.
She looks up, staring at something in front of us. She shrugs again.
“That’s messed up,” I say.
“I was fourteen at the time,” Lane argues. “I didn’t really know any better. It was the end of eighth grade year, and I was just ready to be in high school and be popular. I lost my virginity to the football captain of the varsity team that year. After that, it just kind of became a game to me.”
Why does everyone come to me with their problems?
“You’re a virgin,” she says a moment
I turn to follow him but Todd tries to grab my arm. I pull away easily, and Todd starts to laugh at me while he does some fake boxing moves. “Come on, Carter. Let’s do this. Come on, man. Do you think you can take me? I’m on the wrestling team, and I will kick your punk ass, Carter Daniels. And your rich folks won’t be able to save you.” His voice starts getting louder, and I can feel my anger swelling in my chest. The power of it burns like a flamethrower. He deserves what he gets with me.
I’m about the throw the first punch when Ryan pulls me back. “Don’t,” he says. “They’re just looking for a way to press charges on you.”
That clears my head. And I glance back once more before heading on inside. I need a distraction, and the first thing I see is Lane. She’s standing off to the side, with a fresh cup of beer in her hand. I walk up to her and pull her on the dance floor. She laughs and shoves her cup on a table before she puts her arms around my neck. She pushes her slender body against me, and I can feel her small curves under the thin material of her dress. “Carter,” she whispers, “you’re so hot when you’re like this. It makes me feel like you need me.” She leans forward and clings onto my chest as she pulls my shirt to get me closer to her.
I smile at her and lower my hands until they’re around her hips. We dance for a little while before she pulls away. She drags me back to her beer, and I watch her chug it – somehow it’s hot, even though it’s desperate.
“Come,” she whispers. “Let’s go outside. There’s a little gazebo where we can sit and talk and make out some.” She pulls me out there, and I let her take me.
When we get there she waits until I sit down. Then she lifts her dress and straddles me. I let her sit on my lap and kiss my neck. Leaning back, I enjoy the sensation it gives me. Then, I pull her mouth up to mine and kiss her until the anger leaves my skin. It’s not right, using Lane like that. And I’ll apologize to her tomorrow or tonight. But I can’t get myself in trouble this soon.
We stay out there for a while, but when she starts to pull the straps off her shoulders, I tell her to stop. She protests for a minute, telling me she wants me, but I hold my ground until she stands up. Her lower lip sticks out and I can tell I’ve hurt her feelings and all.
She looks down at me and sighs. “I’m not too drunk, Carter. You aren’t taking advantage of me, okay? You’re hot.”
“And that’s a good enough reason?” I ask her angrily.
She flinches a little bit, and I feel bad for yelling.
This time I sigh. “Look, Lane, I’m sorry but I’m not that kind of guy.”
She looks up through her long, fake lashes and a smile crosses her lips. Great. I think she likes me more than before. For some reason, I wasn’t doing this thing right at all. Especially since I don’t want her to like me. “You’re a good guy, Carter. And a great kisser too. But I’m not interested in anything serious. I like you but I’m not allowed to have a boyfriend.” She blushes, and I can tell she’s telling me the truth right now.
“But you sleep with guys. Isn’t that what your parents are trying to avoid?”
Lane shrugs. “My dad left my mom a couple years ago. She told me never to fall in love, that it ruins everything. She bought me some birth control and told me not to get too attached to any guy.”
I wrinkle my brow. “Seriously?” I ask her.
She looks up, staring at something in front of us. She shrugs again.
“That’s messed up,” I say.
“I was fourteen at the time,” Lane argues. “I didn’t really know any better. It was the end of eighth grade year, and I was just ready to be in high school and be popular. I lost my virginity to the football captain of the varsity team that year. After that, it just kind of became a game to me.”
Why does everyone come to me with their problems?
“You’re a virgin,” she says a moment
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