Just You

Chapter 1

     Mariah looked out the window counting the trees as the bus went on its course. Music blasted in her ears drowning out the chatter from the kids in the back of the bus. If there was a way to increase the volume more than this, she knew she'd do just that. But for now she was stuck wishing to get to school just so she wouldn't hear the chatter in the back.
     "Mariah, over here." She took of her earphones as her friends waved her over. She smiled as she stepped off the bus making her way to them. "Mariah, you won't believe what happened during the weekend!" Stephanie said, waving her hands around from wanting her story to be heard. Knowing Stephanie, Mariah knew that her story would consist of her numerous trips consisting of a new found guy to consider her new found love, but she let her start her story. "So," Stephanie started turning to each of the people in the group: Rebecca, Kimberly, and, of course, Mariah. "as you guys know, I went to Houston to visit my granny. And you won't believe the guys that are from there. They are to die for." This is were Mariah started to drift into her thoughts. She thought about David and the weekend they spent together. The moments when they were in each others arms wanting to tear each other's clothes off. But they didn't. The primary reason being that Mariah wasn't fully open with him. They weren't official, this giving Mariah the green light to hang out with Ryan. Both were attractive, there was no denying that. David, with his shaggy dark brown hair and chocolate eyes, and Ryan, with his dirty blond hair and hazel eyes, had one thing in common: they shared Mariah, but neither was able to have her to themselves and make it official.
     "Hello? Mariah? I just asked you a question." Stephanie said flaring her nostrils in annoyance.
"I'm sorry. What? What did you ask?" "I asked if you thought Justin could be the one." "Who?" Another nostril flare. Stephanie was beyond annoyed, this was more than evident on the way she dismissed Mariah's aloofness with the wave of her hand. "Let's just go to class." Together as a group they walk to their first period, the one class they all had together.
     Mariah begins to write on her journal. Not math notes, but stories. Stories that consisted of rough foreplay, though never getting to the actual good part. A guy with no name was always the star of her stories. He would swoop her off her feet and send shivers throughout her body. In her stories, Mariah was always squirming and begging for more. She would beg to cum as he'd thrust his fingers continuously into her, but she'd be denied by having his fingers leave her wanting more, feeling the emptiness between her legs. She was so lost in her writing that she didn't realize that Mr. Conner was standing right in front of her. "Miss. Mariah, care to share what it is you have on your paper?" Mariah couldn't help her eyes venturing from Mr. Conner's abs, visible from his tight buttoned down shirt, to his crotch that she ached to touch and hold in her mouth. How she's envisioned herself being pushed against his desk and for him to spank her hard with the many rulers he had. Mariah bit her lip. "No, Mr. Conner. I'll just put it away. You won't hear me cum" Mr. Conner smirked as the class tried to hold back their laughter. Mariah turned beet red. " I mean, I'll stay on task." "As you should Miss. Mariah. Now class, back to the lesson." Mariah let out a breath of relief. As much as she wanted Mr. Conner to discipline her, she did not want to have an audience. She continued pretending to write her notes until she felt someone staring at her. She turned only to lock eyes with Issac. His stare spoke thousands of words. He smiled, his shy smile, the same smile she's seen him give to many girls. No girl was good enough for him. To Issac, girls were complicated. They did not have an answer like the problems found in math. It was just easier to focus his time and energy on school. The smile he gave, though the same smile that spoke of heart break to stories not started, warmed her heart. There was something different about that smile. The difference echoed in her thoughts for the rest of the day leaving her friends with half hearted responses.
     After school Mariah walked to the computer lab. Thankful for the School Newspaper club, she was ready to forget about Issac. "Hey, guys. What's new in the Newspaper department?" Mariah was expecting her club crew to respond with all the uncovered rumors that would make their way into the weekly column, but she was not expecting her response to be given in the form of a turning chair and the revelation that took her breath away.