The Lost One

Jasmine had just reached her first year of high school. She had been living the same day for months since the first day of school. Little did she know her life was about to change forever. Jasmine was at her locker grabbing her books for her next class when an intoxicating smell took her by surprise. It was like an after shave mixed with fresh oak wood invaded her nose. As she closed her eyes and took in the smell that made her week in the knees, she turned around to see where it was coming from, but no one way there. She stood silently at her locker for a moment more, as if she was memorizing the scent. As she turned to close her locker and walk to her next class, dazed in the lingering scent, he walked by her. The smell so strong she couldn’t help but turn her head in his direction. He was tall, much taller than all the boys he was walking with, jet black hair and the most muscular body she had ever seen. He looked like a complete god and she just stared at him like a lost puppy. So amazed by the god like boy walking by, she didn’t realize she was staring so intently, when he turned and looked her way, flashing her a smile and tilting his head as if to say hi, but no words left his mouth. She felt a sensation between her thighs that she had never felt before. The bell rang and she was forced out of her head, as she realized she was going to be late for class. Jasmine spent the rest of the day lost in her head. Recalling the scent and the vision of the boy who passed her in the hallways. Who was he, she knew he was older, and she knew she had to find out more. The final bell rang for the day and she headed back to her locker to grab what she needed and head home for the day. An hour bus ride home with all of her friend talking away and chatting about their days, all of she could think about was him. Imagining what his voice sounded like, what his hobbies were, what kind of music did he like… When her thoughts were interrupted “Jasmine, are you going to come watch us tomorrow?” Cooper said in a loud tone, as if Jasmine was not listening to him. Cooper was Jasmines long time friend and a boy who always pined over her. She just never really though of him that way, but was too shy to tell him that he was more like a brother to her and she didn’t have those feelings towards him. Cooper was average height, wavy dirty brown hair and was a hockey player. He was one of two boys their age who made it onto the varsity hockey team, which was a huge deal, and he was always showing off, especially to Jasmine. Jasmine smiled at Cooper “in all the year we have been friends, have I ever missed a hockey game that you have played?” Trying to remember Cooper replied “never”. As they were at the central bus terminal where Jasmine and all of her friend parted to go their separate ways, Cooper came up from behind her and gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek “have a safe trip home, text me when you get there so I know that you are safe. And don’t forget about the hockey game tomorrow, it’s going to be amazing to see you in the stands” and cold heartily but with a smile on her face she relied “will do” and turn to catch her bus as fast as her legs would take her. She was finally alone without the ringing of her friends constant conversation in her ears. As the dull noises on the bus set in, her mind drifted to the boy in the hallway. Jasmine was so lost in though she almost missed her stop to get off. She slowly sauntered home, remembering the scent that filled her with tingles at school that day. She had never felt anything like this before. When she got home, she messaged Cooper and let him know she was home safe, and threw her phone onto her bed. She went across the hall from her bedroom and into the bathroom and drew herself a bath. She stripped her clothes and slowly lowered herself into the steaming bathtub. Submersing herself in the water, she closed her eyes and all that she would envision was the boy who smelt like after shave and fresh oak. The same sparks from earlier invading her memory, as her hand slid down her stomach slowing until she reached her nub. This boy was driving her crazy and making her feel things she had never felt. She had never in her wildest dreams thought of touching herself, but in the moment she needed to give in to the desires her body felt from this boy. After a few strokes of her nub, she felt herself climax. It felt odd and amazing all at the same time, but she was disappointed she didn’t last longer. As she finished her bath and wrapped the towel around her, she headed to her bedroom. As Jasmine was dressing herself, she heard to phone buzz, she pick it up and had 14 messages and 6 missed calls from Cooper, but only one voicemail. She dialled her mailbox to listen to the message, “Jasmine, I don’t know why you aren’t answering your phone but I wanted to talk to you before the hockey game tomorrow. I didn’t want to do this over voicemail, but you left me no choice. I like you and I know you already know that. I want you to wear my varsity jacket tomorrow to the game. I will give it to you tomorrow morning before school starts. No need to call or message back, I will see you tomorrow morning.” Click, end of message. Jasmines mind is now going full speed as she realizes what Cooper has asked of her. Giving her the varsity jacket would mean that he is claiming her as his and that she is showing the school that she is taken. He mind racing back and forth, as her only thought is of the boy from the hallway. She finally calms herself down, realizing how stupid she is being. She is letting this older boy get the best of her, and the worst part is that he has no clue who she is or that she even exists. She decides to burry her unusual thoughts of the boy in the deepest parts of her and convinces herself that the best thing is to accept Cooper’s jacket. The next morning Jasmine arrives at school, heading straight for her locker and for a moment she thinks about the boy and smells the air to see if she can sense him, but she falls short and pushes it to the depths of her mind. Suddenly feeling a weight on her shoulders she turns around as Cooper stands in front of her and she is now wearing his varsity jacket. All eyes turn to Jasmine, as Cooper coo’s in her ear “now you are officially mine, all mine”. The words reply over and over in her head and she starts to feel a heavy weight on her heart, but again pushes it away and replies “I’m yours”. With these words Coopers face breaks out into a smile and he wraps his arm around her. All of his dreams are falling into place. Jasmine spends all day with Coopers jacket on, feeling like a con. She still cannot rid her mind of the boy for the hallways. As the day comes to an end, Jasmine and her best friend Sara get ready to head down the street to the arena for the big hockey game. Sara is in awe of Jasmine as she struts with Coopers jacket on. Sara thinks to herself, Jasmine is so lucky. Her long brown hair that stops just above her bum, her thin build and beautiful curves and on top of all of that she now wears Cooper’s jacket. She feels envious of her beautiful friend, but pushes her envy away as after all, Jasmine is her best friend. “Are you ready to walk into the arena, all eyes will be on you. You are the youngest to ever receive a varsity jacket from a boy on the hockey team. I can’t wait for everyone to be looking at us” Sara voices, sounding rather proud of herself. Sara was always one of those girls who thrived on attention and loved to be the centre of it. She was your typical beautiful blonde, but had a mean streak a mile long if you crossed her. “I don’t know if this is a good idea Sara, I’m really nervous and don’t feel quite like myself wearing Coopers jacket, it’s almost like…” Jasmine stops mid sentence as her noise is invaded by that smell again, her knees grow weak and she finds her thighs begging to a touch again. “Almost like what?!” Sara urges and she pulls Jasmine’s mind back to reality. “Like I don’t belong in it” Jasmine says with irritation in her voice. She is so distracted by the scent and her head turning in every direction, searching the crowds for the boy, with no luck. She all of a sudden hears Cooper “there you are good looking, MY jacket looks amazing on you” he is fully dressed in his hockey equipment but removed his helmet as he wraps his arms around her and goes in for a kiss. Jasmine unsure of how to receive Coopers affection, quickly steps back and does a spin replying “do you really think so?” As she is spinning she smells that intoxicating scent again and her mind goes week. All of a sudden she is face first into the chest of one of the other hockey players. He towers over her, and she thinks to herself, he must be at least 6”4 with his skates on. But as she is thinking, she feels almost glued to his chest. The aroma is back full force, this is him, the boy from the hallway, the god himself, and I have just made an utter fool of myself. She slowly peels herself off of the giant god and takes a step back “I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to…” she is cut off by the boy “no need to be sorry beautiful” his voice low and strong, just as Jasmine had imagine. “Hands off Sam, she is mine. Don’t you see she is wearing MY jacket!” Cooper basically yells. All Jasmine can hear in her mind is Sam, his name is Sam. When her thoughts are interrupted, “I wasn’t trying to overstep Cooper, she is beautiful and you are a very lucky guy” Sam states as he throws on his helmet and bolts onto the ice, turning his head and looking back at Jasmine with a wink. That wink sends butterflies and fireworks throughout Jasmine and sets her soul on fire. She turns her head back around quickly and Cooper is standing right in front of her and their eyes lock “don’t even think about him, he is far out of your league. But don’t worry pretty girl, I will take care of you after the game” Cooper sounds coldly but assertively, as he throws his helmet on and gets on the ice. The game seems like a fog and Jasmine couldn’t remember much, she just kept repeating his name “Sam, Sam, Sam…” The final buzzer goes and she is waiting for Cooper, he is usually the last one out of the dressing room. As she leans against the boards, looking unimpressed, Sam appears in front of her, “was my game not up to your pro-hockey standards?” “You played amazing” Jasmine replies, unsure why he would even care what she thought. “Well you look upset, and someone as beautiful as you should never look so sad” Sam says willfully, just as he hears the dressing room door open and turns his head, Cooper is heading out. Sam says a quick goodbye to Jasmine and continues on his way. Jasmine and Cooper go back to his place, and he reheats leftovers for the two of them. “How did I play?” He quips, “fine” Jasmine replies as she is lost in thought thinking about Sam. Cooper can tell her mind is elsewhere and he is beginning to get upset that her full attention is not on him. “How are you supposed to be my girlfriend in every way, if you can’t pay attention to me?” He asks. “Sorry Cooper, it’s just been a long day…” she says with sorrow in her voice. Jasmine has never seen this side of Cooper and she didn’t think she liked it very much. Cooper could see her starting to frown, “why don’t be skip dinner and go upstairs, throw a move on and I can give you a nice back massage?” The thought of how sore her back was from carrying around her heavy books all day came to mind and she quickly replied “that sounds great” true to heart, she would love to just relax, watch a movie and have some relief of her back being so sore. They headed upstairs to Cooper’s bedroom, and just as he promised he threw on a move and started to massage her back. Feeling very relaxed she leaned into him, not knowing what the implications of her doing so would be. Cooper took this as an invitation and moved his hands down over her n*****s and started to flick them ferociously. Before Jasmine could interject, she threw her down and pressed himself against her. She could feel his hard member against her and was in shock. As she tried to scream but no sound was made, she tried to push him away, but it was no use. Before she knew it he was inside of her, thrusting her and claiming her “you are now completely mine” he purred into her ear. Jasmine closed her eyes, wishing for it to be over. It hurt and felt awful, she was a virgin and never imagined this is what it would feel like. Before she knew it she heard Cooper say “opps…sorry Jasmine. I forgot to put a condom on” and he pulled out and ejaculated onto her stomach. Jasmine felt so little in that moment that she didn’t know what to do. She pretended like her phone was ringing and told Cooper she had to go home. She gave him a peck on the cheek, got dressed and headed home.