Play With Your Heart Strings (Re writting from Chapter 7)

Chapter 7

It was still light out, and the school Fare was on the football oval. To be honest, I have no idea how the school afforded all of the rides, the food stalls and why they allowed a kissing booth. Isn't that like exposing teenagers to sexual acts or some bullshit?

I sigh.

Only at this school.

The next male steps forward. I'd seen his face in the school halls, and he had stood in front of the school as Chess Club Representative. His name was Phil Orange. He was one of the nerds. He had brown hair that was really shortly cropped, his face was riddled with freckles and his eyes were green and shades with thick framed glasses.

"H-h-hi Lara." He flashes me a toothy smile and slides a one dollar note across the wooden bench.

"Hey sugar, what's your name?" I smile at him sweetly,. and take the dollar note off the bench and slide it into the till that is on the small table behind the bench. I use the same routine on him,  except slightly adjusted, as I did with everyone else. If that made any sense.

He chuckles and a small snort sneaks in at the end. "Phil." He smirks and looks down at his feet.

"Come here sugar." I hum, leaning forward. He copies my actions and leans forward as well. I give him a small peck on the lips and pull back to see him blushing. "Thanks Lara." He quickly walks away and I roll my eyes, pulling my royal blue strapless dress up over my tits and call for the next guy. I look up and see a familiar pair of blue eyes staring at me.

"Gidday mate, how's it goin'?" Ash asks, trying to put on a stereotypical Australian accent on, which not only kind of offended me, but annoyed me.

"Hello Ashtyn." I smile wickedly at him and he visibly clenches his jaw.

"Lara." He growls. "Don't."

I giggle. "Yeah, yeah kid. What do you want?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Well, what does everyone else in this line want?" He smirks, sliding a dollar bill across the bench.

Are you fucking serious.

I frown at him. "Naw, sweet cheeks, please." He coos, giving me a pouty face and the puppy dog eyes.

"OK, now I really don't want to kiss you." I push the bill back across the bench and just as I do, he picks it up off the bench and shoves it in my bra.

"You can't reject anyone Lara, they are the rules."

Fuck.

I sigh, pulling the money back out of my bra and slip it in the till and lean forward, grabbing a hand full of his shirt and pulling him forward.

"You better follow up with our deal fuck nugget." I growl quietly so no one else can hear. I give him a peck on the lips and pull away.

"Ah, Lara. For the deal to be a sure thing, I'm gonna need a bit more then that."

"Are you serious?! The deal is a sure thing, as soon as I stepped in this booth it was a sure thing Ash."

He chuckles. "Do you want me to bring the football team here, or not Lara?"

"Yes." I mumble.

"Bring it in then." I lean forward once again, placing my hands on the back of his neck and pull him forward and his lips come into contact with mine. His hands cup my  face and tongue drags along my bottom lip. I pull away and smirk.

"I'm off in 5 but get back on in 15 after my brake. If you're not here with the whole football team, or at leas Heath in 25 minutes, you better have a good fucking excuse." I push him away and he laughs, walking away.