Not So Unwilling

Not So Unwilling: Chapter Five

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<P class=MsoNormal>Chapter Five</P>

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<P class=MsoNormal>I woke up that morning to I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace. How appropriate, I thought, rolling out of bed and adjusting my eyes to the bright light of the bathroom. I slowly peed, put my contacts in, washed my face, brushed my teeth, applied my makeup, and did my hair in about half an hour. I then practically sleep-walked back to my room and threw on a gray, off the shoulder shirt, a skin tight, black pencil skirt with a belt, and black boots that reached up to my calves. It was a cute outfit. And believe me, I wasn't one for dressing up; only the first two weeks of school did I actually try to look good and then it was all sweatpants, skinny jeans, hoodies, and t-shirts the rest of the year.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I wrote my mom a note and left the house around 7- ish. Homeroom began at 7:35 and it took my about twenty minutes to get to school because I picked up my best friend, Lauren, and my other friend, James. They lived right next to each other, which I was thankful for, so I wasn't driving all around creation and wasting all that gas. Lauren and James made up for the gas that I used to drive them to school because they bought me lunch. Whenever I wanted French fries or something, all I had to do was voice my needs and French fries would appear in front of me. It was great and totally worth driving their lazy asses to school.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I picked up Lauren who looked like she was from the cast of The Night of the Walking Dead. She got into the passenger seat and mumbled something that sounded like "hi". "Wow, Laur, it's only the second day of school and you're already suffering from lack of sleep," I laughed.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Not used to getting up so early," she mumbled in an incomplete sentence. I shook my head and laughed at her again.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I reached James' house and he was stumbling out his front door looking even more like a mess than Lauren. His blond hair was sticking up all over the place and he had a huge sleep line on his right cheek and I'm pretty sure his shirt was on backwards. He fumbled with the door handle and threw himself in the car making it shake with his weight.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Oh my God, you guys must be twins or something, you're so alike," I said pulling away from James' house and heading towards WHS.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>The ride to school was silent. Both Lauren and James were asleep by the time I parked I the student parking lot. Lauren and James both really liked each other, but they were just too shy to admit their love for each other. It was aggravating because they were so perfect for each other and they were both the best friends I ever had.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I turned on the radio in my car and turned it up as loud as it could. Situations by Escape the Fate blared through the speakers.They both jumped awake yelling obscene words and covering their ears with their palms. I laughed and turned off the stereo.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"What the fuck, Jazz," the both yelled rubbing their sleepy eyes.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I giggled and got out of the car accidentally hitting the car next to mine with my door. "Oh shit," I muttered quickly getting out of the car and examining the shiny, black mustang that I kniced. There was only a tiny, little dent on their side door. It was barely noticeable, so I just pushed it to the back of my mind and walked with Lauren and James to the front doors of WHS.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>We made a separate ways when the warning bell rang and I jogged up to the third floor where my homeroom and locker was located. I prayed that Tim had gotten mortally sick and had to stay home or miraculously died as I walked to my locker. It was definite; I officially knew that God hated me when I saw Tim making out with a girl in front of my locker. She was Julie Harper. She was a junior and a cheerleader, a very slutty cheerleader, with her short skirt and strapless top with her huge boobs hanging out. I coughed loudly and Tim looked at me while still making out with Julie. He locked eyes with me and we had a stare down while his tongue was down a girl's throat. It was a tad weird.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Tim, Julie, could you please move so that I could get into my locker and get my books for class?" I asked as sweetly as I could. The last thing I needed was a bitchy cheerleader spreading crap about me.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>Tim just moaned as Julie pressed him further against my locker. I think he was just moaning to get me pissed. I screamed profanities to myself and just left and went to homeroom. I could just go to my locker afterward and get my books then.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I pushed open the door to Room 305 and made my way to my friend, Gabby, who was doing problems from her big Calculus book. "Hey," I said, plopping down backwards on the seat in front of her.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Hey, Jazz, you're here early," she said, looking up at me with her dark brown, almost black eyes.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Yeah, that asshole Tim was pretty much having sex with some ho on my locker so I couldn't get in it," I explained.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Ew, that's disgusting," she said wrinkling her nose.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Yeah, I know. I'm going to have to wipe it down with disinfectant. Do you have any gloves on you by any chance?" She laughed and shook her head.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>Mr. Nutt arrived at that moment. He greeted us and the people in the room and once again plopped down on his chair and booted up his computer, not even bothering to take roll or anything as the bell rang. I said bye to Gabby and went to my assigned seat. Tim came into the room with a big hickey on one side of his neck and red lips. I looked away from him, disgusted as he smiled at me. He sat in his seat behind me and said, "I know you want some, Jazz. I can tell by the way you look at me."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I scoffed. "Oh, so you can tell by my death glares that I want to hook up with you. You are so fucked up Tim," I harshly whispered back.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"That's what makes me hot. That and my hot body." He ran his fingers through my hair and wrapped a lock of it around his finger. "Did I tell you that you look so sexy and fuckable right now, Jazz?"</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I pulled my hair away from him and gathered it over my right shoulder. "Shut up, Tim, leave me alone."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>He chuckled. "I don't think I'm going to be leaving you alone anytime soon."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Why the hell not? I'm not going to give anything to you, so why don't you give it up already. It had been three years."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"You'll give it to me alright, Jazz, you'll give it to me when you find out what I know about you," he whispered, his voice husky and seductive. He traced the exposed skin of my shoulder with the tip of his finger before pressing a soft kiss there and letting his tongue touch my skin. I shivered involuntarily.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"What the fuck, Tim," I whisper-yelled, jerking away from him and rubbing his kiss off my shoulder.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"You know you like it. Just wait till I kiss and lick you every where on your luscious body just like that, you'll be begging for more."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"I hate you, Tim. I hate you so much."</P>

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