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I watched her from my chair at the table near the back of the cafeteria. It was lunch and I was alone as usual, no one wanted to be friends with a loser like me. I was about five and a half feet, had pale skin, and long black hair. I wasn’t the attractive type and I had almost never wanted to be. I dressed in baggy black clothes and a hooded sweatshirt. I kept to myself; I wrote and drew but no one seemed to care about my work.
I watched her as she stood in the lunch line; she was beautiful beyond compare. I felt kind of silly about this; I had had a small crush on her ever since seventh grade. I didn’t know why, I preferred guys, and I never wanted to be like her. Unlike her I shied away from contact with other people. I was nervous and shy, though I tried to hide it under a "tough act"
I watched sadly as she walked right by me as though she hadn’t even noticed me, as though I didn’t even exist. I might of well not have, I wasn’t even sure she knew that I existed. But either way she passed me by without a care, like every other time. I felt so alone yet I couldn’t bring myself to try and make friends with someone. I had never been the same since that day five years ago.
I used to be a bright girl who was talky and had lots of friends. I was popular, smart, and loved by all. But then one night it happened. I was walking back to the house, I had gone out for a walk. I could hear my mother and father talking to my grandparents; I could hear my baby brother crying. It seemed perfectly normal, but then I heard the voices stop. Then a woman started to scream, I started to run towards the house, but I was knocked backwards by the explosion. The house, my house, was in ruins. Everybody I had ever loved was dead. The officials had said it was a gas explosion and almost laughed at my attempts to convince them that it was murder.
I had been forced to live with an old religious couple who absolutely hated me, and were intent on "converting" me. I of course ran away and had been living on the streets ever since. My parents had left a trust fund, from which I was allowed to draw out enough to pay for school supplies and books, plus enough to buy food and clothes.
I looked up and saw that lunch was about over. I grabbed my books and left for physics. I stopped quickly by the restroom and went in. I froze and nearly jumped out of my skin at the same time. She was standing there, alone. Her makeup was smeared and she had been crying. She saw me and turned away. I walked past her, the urge to stop and comfort her was almost overwhelming but it was none of my business.
I sat down on the toilet and then I heard her start to cry again. I was about to go and comfort her when I heard the bathroom door open.
"Babe, I’m sorry, it wasn’t what it looked like, it was nothing." I heard the guy who had just walked into the girl’s bathroom say.
"Oh no Jeff, I knew exactly what it was, not this time, we’re through" she said shakily. The guy started to object but then I heard the sound of her smacking him. I heard him stagger back into the wall.
"Jeff, it’s over, and I mean it, now get the hell out of my sight." She said in an eerily calm voice, I heard him nearly run into the door in his haste to escape. After he had left I heard her collapse and start to cry loudly. I took a deep breath and slipped out of the stall. I walked over to where she was slumped against the wall and knelt down next to her. I told her I was sorry and wrapped my arms around her. I allowed her to cry into my shoulder. At this point all I wanted to do was hold her, to let her know she was safe, and that I was there for her. I held her against me and gently ran a hand through her soft hair. I whispered soothing words into her ear, and began to rock her gently back and forth.
After what seemed an eternity I realized that she was no longer crying. I looked down and realized that she was asleep. She had actually drifted off in my arms! I stared down at the beautiful girl in my arms. I had dreamed for so long about this moment. Watching her sleeping in my arms. But I realized that we were very late for class. I reached down and shook her slightly, she moaned and rolled over, snuggling her face between my breasts. I froze with shock, then she woke up. She pulled her head back to both my relief and immense disappointment.
I then found myself staring into the most intoxicating eyes I had ever seen. I felt myself drowning in those beautiful green eyes. The beautiful green eyes of the dream girl who was sitting in my lap. I soon realized that I was staring and I averted my gaze starting to apologize. But she stopped me; she gently grabbed my chin and turned my head back towards her. She leaned forwards slightly and paused, then she thanked me and got up. I watched in stunned silence as she left.
Sometime later I stood up and left, I had missed physics, and nearly missed english. I made it to English on time by sheer luck. I still could barely comprehend what had just occurred, I couldn’t get it out of my head that she had been thinking of kissing me, just the way she turned my head and looked into my eyes. I told myself to shut up and enough with this wishing business.
Later that day I was walking down the street after school and I heard footsteps close behind me, getting closer. Worried I headed into an alley. When I got into the alley I hid behind some trashcans. I saw her come around the corner. She walked part way down the alley and looked around. Then she turned around and left.
I sat there for a while wondering why she had been following me. I walked out of the alleyway and hurried after her, intent on finding out why. I followed her into a rather dirty and disheveled part of town. I wondered what she was doing in this part of town, I knew that she was rich.
I followed her as she went into an apartment complex. She went up the stairs to the third floor and walked straight to the last room. I hid behind a corner when she pulled out a set of keys and looked around. Then she went in, I hurried to the door and pressed my ear against it trying to hear what was going on inside. My mistake, the door wasn’t very sturdy, it opened when I leaned against it.
Surprised, I fell onto the floor. When I looked up I found her crouching next to me. She was smiling, and then she jumped on top of me pinning me to the floor. I was very aware of her body pressed against mine.
I struggled uselessly against her grip. She reached out behind her and closed the door, locking it in the process. I gulped, not sure what was going to happen next.
"So?" she said leaning down with her face only inches from mine. I could feel her breasts brushing against mine through our shirts, and I was becoming increasingly aroused.
"So then I have you now, and I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time" she said and next thing I knew she was lightly kissing my neck, then she nibbled on my earlobe a bit. I gasped my eyes going wide when I realized what was happening. I couldn’t really believe that this was happening, the urge to run away was almost overwhelming, but I knew I wasn’t going anywhere as I felt her rubbing her crotch against my leg. I felt her slide her hand under my sweater and then pull it off of me. Then off with my shirt, leaving me with only a bra on. She then bent down and placed her face between my breasts as she cupped them in her hands. I gasped, and shuddered. I was a virgin and was almost sexually anemic. I wasn’t used to such pleasures. I felt her pick me up and so I was sitting with her in my lap. I was whimpering, she smiled and stroked her hand gently down my front.
"I’ll see if your wet, if you’re not, I’ll stop and I’m sorry. But if you’re wet, than well you know what will happen." She whispered in my ear as her hand slid down my pants. I knew it was inevitable. I felt her slide a finger along my soaking slit. When she found I was soaking wet she smiled and then I felt her gently slide her finger inside my pussy. I moaned loudly and then she kissed me. I kissed her back for all I was worth, pressing myself against her. She pulled her fingers out of me and brought them to her lips. She smiled as she licked my pussy juices off her fingers.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She froze a look of horror upon her face. Then I heard a key being inserted into the lock as a woman called out asking if she was home yet. I scrambled trying to put my shirt back on. It was no use; I threw on my sweater and stuffed my shirt and bra into my knapsack. The whole time she was crying out for the woman to wait, to go away, and not to come in. I gathered from her panicked shouts that the woman walking into the apartment was her mother.
"What’s up honey? Do you have a guy in there? Tell me! You had better not or you’ll be grounded for the rest of the year. You are only sixteen and I am not going to let you ruin your life for as long as I have control of you!" her mother said as she threw the door open. I saw her mother pause in confusion, then look around. She asked us where the boy had gone, but we wouldn’t say. We didn’t know anything about a boy, but of course she didn’t believe us. I saw her walk over to the window and look out, she was checking to see if anyone was on the fire escape. Of course no one was.
She rounded on us and began asking us about the next thing that came to mind. Where were the drugs, or where was the booze. Of course she never found anything. She made us empty our pockets and bags. She of course found nothing. As she was throwing stuff out of my bag she tossed my bra over her shoulder. It hit her daughter in the face. She pulled it off and looked briefly at her mother. Then brought the bra to her mouth and kissed it gently, right where my nipple would be if I wore it. I looked at her, than at her mother, who hadn’t noticed her daughter’s behavior. I looked back to her and saw she was sitting there absent-mindedly sucking on the cup of the bra. I motioned for her to stop. I didn’t want her to, it was such a turn on, but this wasn’t the time to be horny.
She removed the bra from her mouth just in time. Her mother rounded on her and asked her what she was doing. She of course answered nothing. She rounded on me, but I had learned how to keep silent a long time ago. When she could get nothing out of either of us, she told me to leave. I grabbed my bag shoved my books into it and ran out. I was nearly out of her building when I remembered that I had forgotten my bra. Last time I remembered seeing it, it was still being twisted nervously in her hands. Oh well at least she had something to remember me by and it would give me an excuse to see her again. I smiled as I walked down the street looking forwards to seeing her again. Hopefully when her mother wasn’t home.
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