Someone Else

Chapter 4

The AP classes are literally nothing difficult, I get bored quickly and often. All these classes are self study and then be tested weekly.

Boring and easy. Or maybe they're so easy, they're boring? I don't know but I'd rather be hanging out with Liam right now.

The finals are coming and my GPA is still awful. Freaking 3.2, seriously? I've been aceing all of the tests, how low was Amelia's GPA before? After the next week, they should be up to 3.7 at least. I've been acing everything and I'm working on extra credit to raise my grades.

All the bonus questions help a lot. They add 15% to my grade. I make a point in solving every equation and problem, so much that the others have started to talk to me in class and ask for my help on projects. Amelia is now a very popular nerd.

I have two free periods that I spend napping in the library. The librarian just lets me be since I'm the only one who ever comes in here anyways.

My timer wakes me up and I go to lunch early.

AP English, AP Physics, AP calculus 1, history, PE, theater and biology are the only classes I'm taking so I find myself with at least 1 free period a day.

I buy two plates of spaghetti and garlic bread and two apple juice boxes for Steph and I. She only seems to eat when I make her eat.

All that dieting nonsense has made her really skinny, almost anorexic. I wonder if there's anything going on at home for her to be hiding stuff from me.

I slide her plate and juice box over and she eats happily. Our group of three has turned to six, some AP Physics students have taken the liberty of sitting with me at lunch.

Julian and Steph get along with them so I don't have to shoo them away or talk to them at all. I don't feel like talking to people today.

I absent mindedly eat and fantasize about Liam and I getting married. The wedding will be spectacular.

After practice today, Liam picks me up and takes me around his campus. I've been thinking about taking him home to meet my parents. Maybe it's about time.

My body has changed, my ass is to it's usual size and my hair much much longer. I'm starting to resemble my old self more and it gives me confidence. I was pretty, it's just the scars I tried to hide. But now, my scars are gone.

"- and here is the Chemistry lab." He said, interrupting my thoughts.

"It smells like bleach."

"Yes, yes it does." He replied.

I smile and go on my tip toes for a kiss. His 5'8 frame is taller than my 5'4 one. Honestly, I should wear heels all the time.

"There are security cameras here." He said against my lips, but he keeps his hands on me.

I grin. "So? Let them have a little show." I mumble. "Or we can go to your dorm."

"Tanner is there." He said sadly.

I pout. "We can go to my house."

"Are you sure your parents are going to approve of that?" He asked worriedly. Such a gentleman.

"It's time you met them anyways, and I am cooking today so you can help and get more boyfriend points."

"Alright but let me change into something more appropriate for meeting the parents." He said.

We go to his dorm and he changes into a pair of jeans and a simple black shirt.

I huff as he's putting on the jeans and he laughs. "Baby, I don't have any other acceptable pants!"

"What's wrong with sweat pants? I'm wearing sweatpants!" I said, gesturing to the grey comfortable fabric covering my legs. "Sweatpants are life."

"I'll agree with that." Tanner said.

I give him a fist bump and Liam looks at us exasperatedly. I've developed a bromance with his roommate. "Ooh, this is mine." I said, picking a black shirt with moon and star pattern on it. I take off the white shirt I was wearing and put it on.

"Baby!" Liam whines.

"It's a sports bra, I'm a cheerleader, my entire school has seen me in one." I pointed out.

He groans and grabs his keys.

"Bye, Tanner, he'll be back tomorrow at noon." I said, closing the door behind us.

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"Oh, it's lovely to meet you!" Mom said, shocked to see him in the kitchen cooking with me.

"Hey, mom, he's my boyfriend." I said while seasoning the butter chicken masala.

Liam washes his hands and gives her a hug which she returns. "Hi, Mrs Shackler. I'm Liam Norris."

"Wow, I've never met one of Amelia's boyfriends before. You're not at all what I expected." She said.

She expected a douche monkey like Jake but with more tattoos, I'm sure. "He's a mechanical engineering major." I bragged.

"You're in college?" She asked.

"Yes, ma'am, but only second year." He answered.

"Hey, mom, is it okay if he stays over? He's helping me with an AP Physics project, we're making a cannon with a car battery."

She nods, not even doubting me. That is a project I had to do, I asked her if I could get the battery. But I already finished it yesterday.

"I think it's fine but I'll ask your dad too. When is dinner going to be ready?" She asked.

The masala, rice, and Caesar salad is already done, we're just waiting for the ribs. "Just ten more minutes." I said.

She runs up to dad's office, probably to tell him about Liam.

"Do we really have to build that?" Liam asked, spraying the ribs with apple cider vinegar.

"No, I already did." I said, laughing. He's so cute!

The internal temperature of the ribs hits where I want so he takes them out of the oven.

We set the table and pour them some white wine. I run up to call them down and we sit around the dinner table.

"So, a mechanical engineer student? What school?" Dad asked Liam. They interrogate him acting good cop and bad cop and I listen while eating quietly.

I'm glad they're finishing the wine, they seem more relaxed now.

After dinner mom loads the dishwasher and Liam and I go up to my room.

"I think they like me." He said proudly.

I lock the door and he pins me against it, kissing me deeply. I melt into him and slide my hands under his shirt to take it off.

He inhales sharply as it hits the floor. "I'm not- uhm, your usual type." He says.

Is he saying he's not attractive like the other guys I date? "You're even better." I mumble, unzipping his horrible blue jeans.

Seriously, his sense of style could use some improvement but other than that, I wouldn't change him for the world.

He gains some confidence and kisses my neck. Fire fills my veins and I start to tremble.

"You're so sensitive, baby." He says, touching me under my shirt. He lifts it off and kisses my hard n*****s, I almost pass out from the pleasure.

I walk forward and we fall onto my bed. We quickly undress and I kiss down his chest to his tummy.

"I-I've never been kissed there." He gasped. Gosh, he's so... innocent. I feel like I'm popping his cherry or something but I know he's had s*x before.

His breaths are heavy and he's looking at me with a hunger. I kneel but he stops me. "No, I want to feel you." He said.

I raise an eyebrow. He's saying no to oral? A rare specimen I found, indeed. "Alright." I said, pouting.

"Do you have a condom?" He asked.

I'm sure there is a stash somewhere. "No, but I'm on birth control." I said.

"Are you sure?"

I nod and get on top of him, expertly guiding him into my slick entrance.

He moans as he enters me, stretching me out. Liam isn't the biggest I've ever been with, but he's the ideal size for me. "So f*****g warm..."

I whine as he presses up against that spot inside me, grinding my hips a bit.

"f**k, baby, I love it when you make those sounds." He said, thrusting up to bury himself deep inside of me.

"I won't last long if you keep doing that!" I whined, rocking my hips slowly.

Fuck this feel so good. His c**k is hard and warm and throbbing inside of me. I want him to f**k me raw but I also want our first time to be slow.

He touches me everywhere, my thighs, hips and he squeezes my breasts lightly. "Do you like it when I touch you here?" He asks, swiping his thumbs on my n*****s.

I whimper and try to stop him but he reaches to where out bodies connect and rubs my c**t instead.

"Bubba." I whined.

He thrusted up at the sound of his nickname and I gasp. "Are you close, baby?" He asks, sitting up to kiss me.

Oh god, his tip is on that spot right now, his mushroom tip causing so much more friction.

"Yes." I admitted, going red.

"I'll let you c*m like this, but then I'm on top. Okay?" He cooed, sucking harshly on my neck.

I shudder and grind on him a bit faster. "f**k, bubba, I'm cumming!" I moan. The tension build up crumbles and my body shakes from the hard orgasm.

He groans and holds my hips still and he rotates his slightly. "That's right, baby. c*m all over my c**k like that."

His words make me clench and he kisses my lips again.

He flips us over and settles between my legs, ramming into me again.

I start to drip onto the bed and I blush. "We should put a towel down." I whispered.

He hums and pushes my hair out of my face. "Next time, baby." He said, grinning.

I moan loudly as he pounds into my pulsing cunt. "Tell me how I make you feel, baby." He moaned.

"Really f*****g good, bubba." I answered, holding him close to me. I slide my hands over his strong shoulders and back, feeling the tenseness fall away with my touch.

He sighs deeply, and buries his face in my shoulder. "I love you so much, baby." He breathed out.

"I love you, bubba." I said back.

The same pleasure starts to form and I whimper as he stops. "Please." I begged, wrapping my legs around him.

"Please what?"

"Please let me cum." I begged shamelessly.

His chest rumbles and he moves again, harder this time. He's getting close too.

I whisper everything he needs to hear, how good he made me feel, how much I needed him.

He tenses and he buries himself as deep as he can as he cums, I c*m a few seconds after.

"f**k baby, you're such a good girl." He moaned, rubbing my c**t.

"Please, stop!" I whine, shuddering. He's overstimulating me, I can't take it. "Bubba!"

I rake my nails lightly down his shoulders as he sucks and teases my sensitive n*****s. I scissor my legs behind him and grind against him.

"You like it, don't you? Good girl." He said smugly.

"Bubba, f**k! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" I whine, another orgasm ripping through me.

I clench around him, hard and he finally can't take it anymore and pulls out. Our mixed juices spill onto the blanket and I try not to clench.

"You're insufferable!" I told him, carefully getting up.

He follows me to the bathroom and we get in the shower together. I put my hair up and held the shower head down between my thighs.

"Let me." He said, hooking his fingers inside me.

I sigh and try to stand still as he clean me up. "Insufferable." I mumbled.

When we're both cleaned up, I let him borrow a pair of sweats and throw the blanket into the hamper. I get another one from my closet and we fall asleep wrapped around each other.