So...this is for 'Jay aka Jordan'. I tried this for her challenge to make Tori a futa...there was other stuff in his challenge that she wanted, but unfortunately I suck at slang,lol. So hopefully you like this. Hopefully you guys can kind of understand how I'm trying to make Tori here...this is my first actual Jori story..so go on easy on me? Well,enjoy!
I wake up with a start. My heart is pounding a mile a minute and my breaths are uneven. I can't believe all of this happens just because i'm dreaming about her. The so called love of my life who's gone. I poured my heart out at her, and she responds by stomping all over it. She left me so she could become a model. I should be angry at her, and I am...but I can't help but still be in love with her. The sad part is that she left me a year ago, and I'm still sulking over it.
I frown in confusion when I hear someone shift next to me. I turn my head and notice a very naked Cassidy Blake sleeping peacefully in her bed. I look at her bedside clock and mentally groan when I see the red letters say 3:30 a.m.
"Fuck...," I mutter. I lift her covers from my very warm body and I notice that I'm bare as well. I quickly and soundlessly creep out of her bed. I grab my clothes that were strewn carelessly around her room and I quickly throw them on. When I slip on my red Vans, I take one last glimpse at Cassidy. She must have shifted when I was changing because her covers are at her waist and I have a great view of her perky breasts...which causes my 'little bear' to throb a bit under my boy shorts. I'm just gonna clarify right now, little is an understatement. I'm not little down there, just saying.
I slip out of her bedroom and out of her home. I get in my car and start it up. I drive home without looking back at yet another girls home that I have left after sleeping with her. I'v turned into a monster, but it's all her fault.
"Dang it Trina,you made us late!," I yell at my sister from the back of her car.
"Shut up! I got that hot guy's number!," She stubbornly retorts from the drivers seat. Seriously,this is not how I want to start off my day. After I left Cassidy's house, I wasn't able to fall asleep, so right now I just feel like passing out. Trina just had to take forever to get ready and she just had to stop her car in the middle of the street when one guy in particular grabbed her attention. I'm pretty sure he gave her a fake number,but she'll figure that out later.
She stops her car at a curb and I jump out of her car with my bag slung over my shoulder. I close her car door and I sprint towards the local Jet Brew coffee shop that's across from the school.
"HEY,YOUR WELCOME!," She yells from her car window. I decide to ignore her and rush inside of the coffee shop before I pass out. I wait in line for about three minutes until its my turn to order.
"Hello, what would you like?," A Latina girl asks me from behind the counter. She's petite with sun kissed skin, she has a Spanish accent..possibly Columbian?, long wavy dark brown hair that cascades down to her back and from what I can see, she looks well toned. She looks about maybe 19 or so.
"You," I grin. She blushes and shyly looks down, which causes her hair to shield her face. "A caramel Frappe with whip cream would be great as well," I chuckle. She quickly nods and goes to make my drink. There's just something about Spanish women that I love, maybe it's their accents...i'v been complimented a lot over the years for when I speak Spanish because my Puerto-Rican accent makes an appearance. Oh how I love being part Latina.
I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear the blender being used. When she's done blending, she pours my drink into a cup and then puts whip cream on top of it and then puts on the top. She gives me a small smile as she hands me the cup. I give her what my friend Andre calls my "Panty wetting smile" as I take my cup from her. I reach over the counter and grip her name tag with my thumb and pointer finger.
"Thanks so much, Veronica...," I huskily say as I let my pointer finger slide down her left breast as I retract my hand. I hear her breath hitch and her face is a light shade of red, which I know for a fact that she's trying oh so hard to fight but to no avail. She takes my cup back, which causes me to knit my eyebrows in confusion. She grabs a black sharpie from off of the counter and pulls the cap off with her teeth. She quickly scribbles something down onto my cup and then she caps the sharpie.
When she hands my cup back I grin when I notice that she wrote down her phone number and her address. When I look back up at Veronica, she gives me a sexy confident smile. I swear, it's always the so called "Innocent" ones that are the most...naughty. I pull out a five dollar bill from my skinny jeans pocket so I can pay for my drink, but Veronica just shakes her head and points at her lips which are curved into a devilish smile. I grin as I grip her chin between my index and pointer finger. I give her several quick teasing pecks and then I crash my lips against hers. Our lips move in sync for a few moments, until I pull away which causes our lips to make a soft parting sound.
"Later, Veronica," I smirk as I grab my drink and grab and a straw on my way out of the coffee shop. After I take a few sips of my heavenly drink, I rush into school. I don't know why I'm rushing, Im already more than half an hour late...
The next thing that my mind is able to process that's happening is that I hit something hard and then I'm on the floor, groaning in slight pain.
"What the fuck...," I groan as I clutch my head.
"Watch where your going, asshole!," A female voice angrily snaps at me.
When I open my eyes, I notice a girl with blonde hair with bangs, piercing blue eyes, flawless milky porcelain skin, coral pink hoop earrings, coral pink painted lips, black pants with a dark blue hoop belt, black heels, a light pink bracelet with dark pink stripes, a peace sign necklace around her neck...and a black button up tank top with the first three buttons undone, which shows her cleavage. I squeeze my hand and I feel something really soft- Holy shit...
"Boobs," I stupidly breath out. The girl just glares at me with her icy blue eyes, smacks my hand away and gets up.
"Fucking dumbass," She angrily mutters as she quickly walks down the hall, texting furiously on her black Pearphone XT. When she's out of my vision, I notice that my pants feel wet. When I look down, I realize that my caramel frappe spilled all over my skinny jeans.
"Aw,man!," I exclaim.
"Need some help there?," A familiar voice asks me from behind. I turn around and notice my best friend, Andre looking down at me smugly.
"What are you looking so smug about?," I grumble.
"Oh nothing, just that Tori Vega has finally messed up in front of another girl," He grins as he extends his hand for me to take. I reluctantly take it and and helps me up from the floor.
"Who was she..?," I hesitantly ask. Seriously, that girl sure was something...
"What-you don't know who she is?!," Andre exclaims, shock plastered all over his face.
"Um,no..?" Of course I don't! I wouldn't be asking if I didn't...and he calls me a dumbass...
Andre shakes his head at me in disappointment. "Victoria Vega, you just met the Ice Queen of the school. Jadelyn West...or as you should know her as, Badass West."
My eyes widen in shock. Oh my God...I just groped the schools badass.
A.N-So...was it good? Did it suck? Hopefully you'll be nice enough to leave a review. Even if its to say that it sucks...although my half Latina heart would be pretty upset about that...But really, tell me what ya think!
