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Sandy is a junior in college and Martin is a freshman. Both of them were not friends, but being as there friends were friends they always saw each other. If it was up to them, they'd kill each other, that's how badly they clashed.

On her way to class with her friend Maggie, Sandy saw Martin and Jason coming toward them. Oh great…here comes Mr. Wonderful. Sandy thought to herself sarcastically. She couldn't go one day without having to see him.

Martin was walking with his friend Jason when he spotted Maggie and Sandy heading his way. He hated Sandy with such a passion. But he had to tolerate her; after all, they did have the same friends. I hope she doesn't start today. I'm not in the mood to put up with her. Martin prayed to himself as they approached the girls.

"Hi." Martin said.

"Yeah…hi." Sandy replied in a snotty tone.

"Sandy be nice. So Jason, is Amy still having that party?" Maggie asked. Amy always threw the best parties.

"As far as I know…" Jason answered.

"Great...so Martin how's baseball?" Maggie asked. She loved baseball, it was her favorite sport.

Sandy rolled her eyes at Maggie's question. She wanted to go, but no… Maggie had to stop and talk to Martin about baseball. Maggie new they didn't get along, and yet, she still kept talking to him knowing Sandy was getting annoyed.

"Umm...okay I guess..." Martin answered. Jason nudged Martin's arm so he'd be nice to Sandy.

Maggie looks at Sandy like 'come on'. Turning back to Martin she asked, "Are you going to Amy's party, Martin? You have to go. You're not going to make me drag you to another party, are you?" Maggie asked laughing.

"Oh, please stop. You're making me gag." Sandy begged. God, where is the nearest toilet, I think I'm gonna hurl. Sandy thought to herself.

Jason gives Sandy the eye like be nice, and gives the same look to Martin. He hated that every time they were around each other they would be so rude and annoying.

"Umm...maybe." Martin replied and thought, Ugh...if Sandy's going, then NO.

"I don't think I wanna go" Sandy said after a minute. She didn't want to go to a party if Martin was going, because he would just ruin her fun.

"Please stop you two...jeez. We're all friends, so put up with each other. Martin, you're going to the party...Sandy, you are to." Maggie demanded. She was getting fed up with all their bullshit.

Martin rolled his eyes and Jason slapped his arm. "Owww...fine." Martin replied. By this point he went along with anything because he didn't want to get slapped again. She wasn't worth getting slapped for.

Jason's little action caused Sandy to laugh. Watching Martin getting slapped was so entertaining. "So, when is the party?" Sandy asked trying to hold back her laugh.

"Tonight at eight…ok we better go...see you later!" Maggie answered as she and Sandy walked away.

Martin turned to Jason and said, "You know, I really don't like her."

Jason shook his head. "Oh well. I don't see why...she's smart, kind, and beautiful. You're just going to have to deal." Jason ordered. He was getting tired of Martin's whining.

As Sandy and Maggie walked to class, Sandy turned to Maggie and said, "Ugh! Could he be more annoying?"

"Oh, shut up Sandy." Maggie groaned in frustration.

Later at the Party

Martin and Jason had been at the party for 20 minutes. The music was loud; people were dancing and having a good time, except Martin. He wasn't really into parties. All he wanted to do was leave before Sandy came. Oh please don't let her come…please,Martin hoped to himself.

Jason just shook his head and sighed. All he wanted to do was go to a party and enjoy himself, not have to worry that Martin and Sandy would cause a scene.

"I can't believe I let you drag me here." Martin whined to Jason as they walked around the party.

"Shut up…ok, please, just shut up." Jason snapped throwing his hands up in the air, very agitated.

Martin couldn't believe Jason's outburst. Jason knew that he didn't like Sandy, but nooo, he had to be dragged to a party that he didn't want to go to, and hangout with someone he deeply despised.

Sandy had arrived at the party wearing a short, black, mid- thigh length skirt and a white tank top with a pink, short sweater over it. Maggie was right behind her wearing a jean Abercrombie skirt and a green Hollister shirt.

"I hope he didn't come." Sandy whined to Maggie.

"Yeah, he did" Maggie said enthusiastically.

Martin was wearing a button down Abercrombie top and ripped jeans. "I hope she didn't show up"

"Dude..." Jason started and he pointed across the room "She's right there..."

Maggie and Sandy walked over to where the boys were. "Hey! This party is great!" Maggie ranted.

"Oh yeah, tons of fun" Sandy said sarcastically. She wasn't having fun at all.

"Yup." Martin said but thought, until I realized you were here.

"Great." Jason replied. This is going to be a fun night.He thought to himself.

I hate him I hate him. Why did he have to come…why did I bother to come. I'm going to regret coming later. Sandy thought to herself.

Looking around the room, Maggie noticed everyone was dancing, so she decided she was gonna go join in. "Let's dance…this is a party so come on." Maggie suggested.

"Sure." Jason said. Anything is better than standing here with these two. He thought to himself as he grabbed Maggie's hand and went to go dance.

"Um...I think I'll sit this out one out." Martin announced. Ewww I can't be near her, let alone dance with her. Martin thought.

Sandy rolled her eyes at Martin. He was such a loser, not wanting to go dance and enjoy himself. Could he be anymore pathetic? She often wondered why Jason and everyone else wanted to hangout with him.

"Ok you sit out, but I am dancing." Sandy informed.

Like I really care what you do. Martin thought. Everything he did she had a problem with, and it bothered him.

"It's not my fault you can't dance." Sandy started. Pushing his buttons was fun, especially since she knew which buttons to push and how to push them.

"I can dance." Martin confirmed. Just not with you…EWWW. He thought nearly making himself gag.

"Yeah…right! That's why every time I see you at party you're sitting out...loser" Sandy said and left. He just shook his head and decided to get up and get a drink. Why did his friends like her...she was so...just...UGH!

Martin headed to the punch bowl and got himself a big cup and filled it. He wanted to leave but that would be doing exactly what she wanted him to do. And he wasn't giving her the satisfactory that she won.

About two hours later, Sandy was sitting down by Maggie on the couch rubbing her foot.

"Ugh…my feet are killing me." Sandy moaned. Dancing in high heels was not the smartest thing to do.

"Ha-ha." Maggie laughed "I'm having a great time. What about you Martin?" Maggie asked turning her head to face him.

Staring off into space, Martin didn't really pay attention to what she said and answered her quickly, "Oh yea great."

Jason gave him the evil eye. They had gone two whole hours without anything from either of them and now WW3 was about to start.

"Aww...what's the matter. Just because you don't know how dance, doesn't mean you can't enjoy the party." Sandy teased.

"Sandy, stop." Maggie reprimanded. Sandy always started with him, and it wasn't right.

Rolling his eyes at her, Martin just let it go. "Sure...whatever..." Martin let it go, but he had a comeback for her. "At least I'm not a slut." Martin shot back.

"MARTIN!" Jason yelled. He went too far this time…too far. Jason thought.

That got her so mad, but she didn't want him to know it upset her. "I am not. I've only been with three guys, two of which I dated. Ok so despite rumors, I am a nice girl, but you wouldn't know that because you act like a jerk most of the time." Sandy acknowledged.

"Good job Martin. Are you happy now? You made her cry." Jason said and went after her.

"Whatever." Martin blew it off. He felt kind of bad, but he just stayed at the party.

Sandy walked outside and sat on the porch. She hated that he called her that because it wasn't true. But she wasn't gonna cry, she was gonna get even. With that, she ran inside, grabbed a cup of whatever, went over by Martin, and dumped it on him. Watching the liquid run all down his face and shirt, she laughed covering her mouth with her hand.

Martin didn't know what hit him. One minute he was talking and the next thing he knew, a cold cup of God knows what was being dumped all over him. His jaw dropped and he just looked at her with such a pissed of face that anyone who saw him would think he was about to beat the shit out of someone.

"You bitch." Martin yelled furiously and stormed out of the party.

Jason, whose mouth just dropped, stood there in utter silence for about a minute before opening his mouth, "Oh my God." He was totally shocked.

Maggie, who was standing next to Sandy, started cracking up. Quickly covering her mouth trying to hold back her laugh, she walked into the other room. She couldn't believe Sandy actually did that.

Getting exactly what she wanted, Sandy decided to leave the party and go back to her dorm. She left with a satisfied look on her face.

The next day

Martin was furious at Sandy. She had the nerve to dump a cup of God knows what on his head and his $60 Abercrombie shirt. That totally pissed him off. Not to mention the fact that he had only worn the shirt once before and now it was ruined.

As Sandy walked to her class, Martins words echoed through her mind, at least I'm not a slut. That was all she could think about. Though it wasn't true, it still hurt her a lot that he would call her something so vicious and hurtful.

On the other side of the sidewalk heading to class was Martin. He did feel bad about what he called her, but she deserved it.

Unfortunately, Maggie wasn't with her, so she was walking alone. And just her luck, who was walking the same way she was…Martin. Could my day get any worse? Sandy asked herself.

After Martin's little outburst at party, Jason was mortified. He was so mad that he needed a day to cool off before he spoke with Martin. So now, Martin was alone and about to have a run in with Sandy.

Not wanting to cause a scene, Sandy just kept walking, hoping Martin wouldn't notice her.

Martin did the same, but got so caught up in his thoughts that he accidentally bumped into her, knocking her books to the ground.

"Watch where you're going." Sandy sneered.

Martin ignored her comment, not wanting to start a fight in the middle of the campus.

"Jeez are you that blind?" Sandy asked as she bent down to grab her books that he knocked out of her hand.

"I was thinking and wasn't really paying attention to where I was going." Martin replied as he bent down grabbing the book that landed next to his foot.

"Thanks." Sandy said sincerely.

After their little incident, the two walked to their classes and went the rest of the day not seeing one another.

Two weeks later

All the friends were gathered at a friend's house chilling and relaxing.

But not everyone was happy. Martin was annoyed that he was hanging out with Sandy yet again. This is getting really annoying. I can't stand that we've been hanging with Sandy so much. They know we don't get along, yet, we still hang out with her. Martin thought to himself and sighed.

Trying not to acknowledge he was there, Sandy just talked to her other friends and didn't look in his direction once.

For the rest of the party, both Martin and Sandy ignored each other. Neither of them wanted to ruin anyone else's night. After the party, Martin went home and went straight to bed.

Sandy was also on her way home when she saw Adam. She had met him a couple of times before at parties and thought he was nice.

"Hey Adam...I'm not in mood for hanging out." Sandy said as a yawn escaped her mouth.

Just then Adam grabbed her and pulled her into a room locking the door behind him. Sandy was getting really nervous by his actions. She didn't know what he was going to do or why. All she knew was she had to get out of the room…and fast.

"Adam what are you doing?" Sandy asked frightfully as he walked closer.

"Shut up. I've seen the way you've been looking at me. I know what you want and I'm here to give it to you, you stupid whore." Adam snickered.

Pushing her against the wall, Adam began kissing her hard and rough. Sandy's hands immediately went to his chest to push him off. But Adam was a lot stronger than she was.

"Adam...please…no. Let me go please…stop you're hurting me." Sandy cried. Oh God please no…Sandy prayed.

But Adam didn't listen; instead he shoved her up against the wall hard and began ripping off her shirt. Sandy screamed, kicked and begged him, but he wouldn't stop.

"No...Now stop." Sandy didn't stop; she kept screaming, making him really angry. "I said stop, you stupid fucking bitch." Adam yelled as he raised his hand and back slapped her across the face, and undid her pants.

Unzipping his jeans, he threw her to the floor, got on top of her, and held her hands so she couldn't scratch at him. He was laughing and repeating to her how she wanted it. "Oh come on, baby. You know you want me inside of you. Every guy on campus has had a turn. Now let me have mine." Adam sneered as her forced her legs open.

"NOO...I DON'T...PLEASE...ADAM...PLEASE..." Sandy begged him. Why wasn't he stopping? Didn't he hear her scream no repeatedly?

He loved hearing her whimper like a little animal. "Oh yea…that's right. Moan my name you dumb bitch. You want it, you know you do." Adam scolded.

But Sandy didn't want it, she wanted so bad for someone to come and save her.

"Owww...stop..." Sandy begged pleaded with him. "Somebody help me…." Sandy screamed. But no help came.

He entered her hard...hard enough to make her bleed. Sandy cried and screamed but he wouldn't stop. Adam tore her in two that that night. That night Sandy was broken, her soul was destroyed; she would never be the same again. Adam just left her there after he was finished with her. Her clothes were ripped off and some of them torn. Sandy's body was shaking with terror and pain as she slowly tried to move. The inside of her thighs were bruised as well as her ribs, her arms and her heart.

The pain that shot throughout Sandy's body was unimaginable. She walked home crying, trembling, and repeating no over and over in her mind. Every time she heard something, she jumped thinking it was Adam coming for her.

Once inside her dorm, Sandy threw her clothes onto the bathroom floor and stepped into the shower. She turned the water to hot and began scrubbing away at her body to wash away the dirtiness that she felt. But she knew nothing would make that feeling go away. Soap suds filled the shower as she kept washing her bruised, broken, trembling body. Almost making her skin raw Sandy dropped her rag, slid down to the bottom of the tub and cried, hoping that the pain and the images would go away.

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