Before proceeding to the story...
Before you read my story please be informed that this story is part of the series called 'The BLISH Tales' This is part of the series together with Living with Guys, Harkins Academy, I Don't Like Old Guys and Sex Slave.
The stories in the series don't depend on each other so you can read it in any possible order that you like. The stories are all connected though you would still understand the plot without reading the others.
Though I would suggest for you to read the other stories for entertainment.
This is my first story and I've improved as time went by. The first few chapters will escalate quickly especially the first chapter of this one. The improvement of my writing will show in the later chapters.
I want to be the first one to say this and I just want to repeat, the first few chapters will escalate quickly but the story would be in normal phase in the later chapters. I've improved my writing skills and as I said, this is my first story. I was just starting to write and to learn. Please do bear the first few chapters.
Chapter 1 – Being Nasty
[Natalie's POV]
I opened my locker and saw another letter inside it. It was already the fourteenth letter of the week, it came from different people but it was just the same, same content. They just wanted to get into my pants and fuck me up. But I already watched so many chick flick movies that I knew for myself that I wasn't one to be compared to Regina George from the movie 'Mean Girls'.
Wanna go fuck each other tonight? My parents are out of town, babe.
Jason Mckinley
I just crumpled the paper and threw it inside the garbage can, where it belonged. It was Friday. My friends and I were going to the club tonight using our fake ID's. It wasn't like it was needed after all because we didn't look like we were minors, but it was better to be sure.
I even forgot to introduce myself for Fuck's sake.
My name's Natalie Adams, seventeen years of age and high school senior who couldn't even wait to go to college soon enough.
After seeing that there weren't any ridiculous notes inside my locker anymore, I decided to go home and prepare for clubbing.
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I arrived for I think an hour before the called time. We were the kind of girls to go clubbing every other Friday to have fun. We, of course, we didn't lead a boring life.
I got here early because I got bored inside my house doing nothing.
I ordered a vodka at the counter and with me just being five minutes in the club, someone approached me. "Wanna get laid?" a husky voice asked closer to my ear than I expected. The words that he said were something that I was used to hearing. As I turned around to see who he was, I saw a curly brunette guy who kind of looked like a bouncer grinning at me widely.
"Sorry," I apologized without even meaning it. "I'm waiting for someone," after a second, I found his arm tangled on my waist which made me pull towards him, with our faces only a good two inches apart.
"I know you want me, baby," now, I knew that he was being a thick-head. He wasn't even that gorgeous to begin with and him thinking that he sounded so hot saying that shocked me. He looked like a movie star wannabe.
