February 2ND

Scandalous hookup

                                                   The way you feel when you kiss him 

                                                                  for the first time. 

                                                          Like fire within your bones. 

                                                  Like your soul has returned to the water. 

                                                   Like every part of you that came from 

                                                              a dead star is alive again.

                                                                          ~Nikita Gill~

Avery pov

I'm too drunk now to stop this.

Okay, let's be real now I won't put all the blame on the alcohol.

Would it make me a b***h to admit that I've been in love with my friend's boyfriend since freshman year? maybe even before that. Can't tell you precisely when it happened it just did.

Why him out of all people in the world why him?

Maybe it's because somewhere deep down I know him and I were meant to be more than friends but we waited too long to realize that it was love all along and when we finally did we were late in every clock. So we did what we thought best we kept the feeling inside afraid to hurt the people we care about and chose to hurt ourselves instead.

Knowing how strong our feelings were it was just a question of the right moment for it to jumps out. Just a moment of weakness and irrational thinking. 

And that moment was that night Sunday, February 2nd.

Michael picked me up at home to go to a party that he wanted to go to because Valentina didn't want to go "not her scene" so I decided to go with him because we are that close.

But one thing leads to another next thing I knew I was at Michael's room kissing him.

I could have pushed him away but I didn't because I didn't want to.

"Hey, are you okay?" he bit his lips and planted a few wet kisses on my neck.

"Better than ever," I drew his face to mine pushing the annoying thoughts aside.

"Why do I feel like I don't have all your attention then?" he whispered in my ears then he lightly bit my earlobe.

"Maybe it's because you're not working hard enough for it."

"Oh yeah?" he slipped his hand under my shirt and palmed my breast with his hands still sucking on my neck.

"Michael," I moaned in ecstasy.

He lifted his gorgeous blue eyes to look at me.

These damn eyes that got me into that position.

"Rose, are you__" I smashed my lips against his and stopped him from finishing his sentence.           

This simple move triggered the wild side of him he was trying so hard not to leash. He shoved me against the wall he lips still on mine. His left-hand cupped the nape of my neck whilst the other was roaming my body, leaving a trail of fire everywhere. The other hand was on my hips pushing me against the wall.

He lifted me off the floor and I wrapped my legs around his waist, his lips claimed mines again, this time more intense and passionate then he carried me to his bed. He lifted my chin and caressed my lips with his thumb. He slid his hands to my arms and lifted them slowly to take off my dress then got rid of his own holding my gaze.

I awkwardly adjusted myself on the bed not knowing what to do with my hands.

He then proceeded to get rid of his pants with his eyes roaming all over my body. With a mischievous smile on his lips he closed the distance between us, he climbed on top of me instead of kissing me he paused to study my face with lustful eyes.

"I love you, Avery," His lips closed over mine before I could react to what he had said.

"I'm sure it's the lust talking. It means nothing." I lied to myself.

Our kiss became more eager. He removed my underwear we were fully naked. Our bodies pressed together, his lips drifted over my breast playing with them so gentle it drove me crazy. He brought his face back to mine giving me a questioning look. He didn't have to say it with words I knew exactly what he meant.

I nodded my head permitting him to proceed. He grinned and kissed me then he grabbed my hips and plunged inside me.                                                        "f**k," he moaned thrusting slowly then each thrust harder than the previous. We switched positions every 5 minutes, each more intense than the previous one until we climaxed.                    

He kissed me one last time and we laid next to each other panting and laughing until we caught our breath.

"Goodnight Ave," he kissed my forehead and turned around. I put my hand around him my kin leaning on his back and inhaled his scent.

"I'm sorry Valentina."

The next morning  I woke up before Michael. I quickly got dressed and head out from the back. The last thing  I wanted was Michael's parents to find out I had slept over. 

"s**t, I don't have my car with me." 

I started pacing wondering if I should call my chauffeur or walked it home.

I finally decided to walk It home and If I'm lucky enough I could make it in before my parents realized I didn't get home last night.

But I didn't have such luck.

I met dad at the door. I quickly threw my Versace handbag on the bushes next to the door before he saw it.

"Good morning dad, early meeting?" I asked nervously. 

"Something like that, shouldn't you be getting ready for school?" He asked studying my outfit. 

My hair was a mess, my clothes look mediocre and cheap. My make up well let's say it looked worst than Hollywood's 2000 era make-up.

"I went for a walk," I lied.

"Everything okay Avery?" 

"Perfect," I smiled and walked inside.

Anne, our maid for five years was standing beside the stairs, she looked at me and shook her head.

"Vieja metiche," I cursed under my breath.

Metiche means nosy, I learned it from Valentina, her mother is Hispanic.

Valentina! how am I supposed to face her after what happened? 

Am I to pretend that nothing happened? 

If there's one thing I hate it's fake bitches now I have to be one.

I went upstairs took a quick shower, did my hair, and put my clothes on. 

One of the many perks of going to Royalty high is uniform is voluntary on Mondays. I dressed all in black, black long sleeve dress, black heels because that day was my dignity's funeral.

Well more like the little I had left.

I did my hair, did my makeup, and took off.

Of course, I was late.

"How nice of you to grace us with your presence today miss Avery," Mrs. Marie said glaring at me as soon as I entered the classroom.

"Woman, I don't have the time for your bullshit right now." I thought to myself returning her glare.

"Sorry, had some technical problems with the car," I lied. 

"Says the billionaire's daughter," she murmured under her breath.

"As I was saying before I was interrupted," she continued her speech ignoring my presence.

I walked to my seat, next to Valentina, like always.

"Nice outfit," she whispered

"Thank you," I said without turning to look at her. 

"Are you okay?" 

"I'm fine." I shrugged. 

She stopped talking to me and turned her attention back to the board.

After hours of torturing classes, the bell rang for recess. 

Usually, I'd wait for Valentina to go to the cafeteria together but that day I wanted to avoid her at all cost.

I went alone and got food and went to our sitting spot.

Michael and Shawn, were already there conversing about football. 

"Hi, guys," I greeted them and gave Shawn a quick kiss. 

I sat and pretended like I'm interested in the food. So this is what guilt feels like. My appetite was gone. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night and Michael is just sat there casually talking about football with Shawn.

At least it confirmed my theory. Men have no conscience.

"I can't believe you!" I heard Valentina's angry voice coming from behind me.

"I was there waiting for you like an i***t and you stood me up," she sat next to Michael and placed her food on the yellow table.

Michael wrapped his hands around her and kissed her temple. 

"You're okay?" He asked her looking at me sideways as if the question was for me and not Valentina. 

"Ask your best friend that not me. Are You okay?" She turned and asked me the same question she was asked.

"The last time you ditched me was because you and Shawn were fighting," she went on eyeing me and Shawn. 

Shawn gave me a questioning look which I answered with a weak smile.

"I'm fine, I woke up late today, didn't have breakfast so I went to get food before it got too crowded," I explained which was partially true.

"Okay, so how was the party?"

"It was...eh,"

"It was fun," Michael finished my sentence. 

"I heard that Sandra slept with Kelly," she gushed eating her fries. 

"What's Peter's parties without scandalous hookups?" Shawn drew me in closer to him.

"Nobody saw this coming I mean Sandra and Kelly who would have thought," Valentina 

went on talking about unimportant stuff and our plan for next week until the bell rang.

Thank God I didn't have her in any of my classes for the rest of the day.

I got a notification as soon as I got out of class. I took my phone out of my pocket eagerly hoping that's it was a message from the board concerning the theme which will take place next week.

This year I can finally participate. 

This ball is a big deal, only the most important families get invited.

"Sike," I sighed when I saw who the message was from.

Michael: we need to talk.

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