The Sweet Taste of Malice

PART 1; Chapter 1

Song for book: obsessed by jutes

Klara

“Mr.Fitzgerald, I know you had a wonderful weekend and we are all really excited about the win but can you please take your seat?” Mrs.Atwood tells Ryan as he is standing and soaking in the praises for his winning touchdown that scored us the big win over the weekend.

“Sure thing” Ryan said to her and winked at her.

Ryan Fitzgerald, All star golden boy for the Scorpions football team, 6 '4, brown hair, brown eyes, tattoos trailing all the way down his corded muscled arms and neck. Any girl would die of a heart attack if he ever gave them attention.

His girlfriend, yep you guessed it, cheer squad captain Sophie Lexington, Blonde hair, size 4 waist, perfect fake teeth, fake breast, fake nose. One surgery a year is gifted to her from her mommy and daddy dearest.

It makes sense that they are together. Golden boy and cheer captain, prom king and queen, and most likely to be voted to be the class favorites.

My name is Klara and I avoid all interactions with literally any human life that isnt in my immediate family, unless I absolutely have to and that is how its been for the last 4 years here.

“Congratulations on the win but lets get settled down. I need to run to the office right fast to get the papers that I left on the printer and I'll be right back. Everyone stay in your seats” Mrs.Atwood tells everyone and walks out the door.

It takes all of a nanosecond for Sophie to spring into Ryan's lap and giggles, then follows suit with a sickening kiss in front of the class as a show of relationship display.

Gross.

Then the chaos proceeds. All of Ryan's friends are coming over and high fiving him, talking about the highlights of the game. Other classmates come over to talk to him, in hopes of gaining his favor. Lapping at his feet for a mere second of his time, like some kind of royalty.

I look down and keep drawing in my journal for the time remaining until the teacher comes back and the agony of their ass kissing can finally be put to an end, temporarily of course.

“What are you drawing there?” ask Xavier as he walks over snatching my journal from my desk and laughing as he walks to the front of the room.

Normally I wouldn't care, I would just sit there and act invisible because that is the easiest thing to do in this school to go unnoticed, don't cause a scene.

Except this journal is personal. This has everything that I've drawn in it from the things i see daily that catch my eye, the classes i take of still life and the nude models, to the things i create in my head that are just for me.

I stand and rush to Xavier's side and try to take my journal back from him.

“Please give that back” I beg and I try to jump to get it back with no luck.

“Come on little piggy, jump and get it” he tells me as he laughs and opens my journal, just so happened to land on the nude male model that i did for an art class that i had taken pre-cred at the college here in town.

“Oh. look at what we have here” he exclaims, “looks like our little piggy is actually a dirty filthy piggy” he says and tosses the journal to Ryan.

Ryan and Sophie laugh and pass it around the room as I frantically try to get it back.

“Run little piggy” Kyle says as he laughs and tosses it across the room back to Ryan.

“Please Ryan, please give that back” I pleaded.

He holds it out to me and as soon as I go to grab it he yanks it back from out of my reach and I blow out an exasperated breath.

“Whats your name?” Ryan asks as he smiles down at me.

“Klara” I tell him as i place my hands on my hips “can i please have it back?”

“Ill give it back on one condition” Ryan tells me.

“Ok, what is it then?” I ask. I will desperately do just about anything he asks at this point.

“Strip” he says and an evil smirk takes over his face.

I will do just about anything BUT that. Just as I'm opening my mouth to say something back to him Kyle comes up behind me, reaches around me, and yanks open my button up blouse.

Buttons flying everywhere, the entire class and Ryan getting a complete view of my very large breast in its see through lace bra.

Why would one such as myself with very large breast wear a see through lace bra you might ask? Well ill answer that, it's because it's a minimizer bra and when you are a 42 DDD and only 5 '3 you want to be as inconspicuous as possible so i buy minimizer bras and unfortunately they are almost always a see through lace material.

So while Ryan and the entire class is getting a full view of my breast, n****e and all, i am mortified and I want to throw up.

I cover my breast as soon as the shock wears off and stare at Ryan.

“Well well little piggy, looks like you might have some good qualities after all” he winks and hands me my journal and i race out of the room, leaving all my other stuff behind.