This is a fanfic I started and then fell apart from a long while back. It's just for fun writing and I know people are out of character and things, but it's writing. I'm publishing it here for you all to read if you would like. I am not saying you have to love it.
Warning: Characters out of Character. Sexual Situation (s).
This first part is going to be very long and the other parts not so much. This is because I am uploading everything I have already written first into one large chapter. So the chapters following this will be around 1000 words.
Jesse pulled her backpack up on her shoulder and slammed her locker closed. Ashley Astor stood with her posse of Heather and Ginger behind her. Ashley wore a smug look with squinted eyes behind her thick plastic rimmed glasses. "Hi, Jesse," she said with a sickeningly sweet tone.
"Hey, Ashley," Jesse muttered nervously readjusting her backpack.
"Heather, Ginger and I decided what your final task will be," Ashley said, a grin curling up the edges of her mouth.
Jesse rolled her eyes sighing. For three weeks she's been doing completely outrageous stuff just so she could be accepted into Ashley's group of friends. At first it was just stupid stuff like tripping someone in the hall or book checking someone. Then things got progressively worse. The most recent 'task' as Ashley likes to call them, involved asking out this boy named Dennis and then standing him up at the theater. "What's the final task?" Jesse asked sort of afraid of what these girls could come up with.
Ashley leaned in and whispered in Jesse's ear, "You have to lose your virginity."
Jesse's eyes widened and her breath hitched in her throat, "But, I-"
"If you want to be our friend, you have to do this. We all did, but don't tell anybody," Ginger giggled popping a piece of gum in her mouth.
Heather stood silently nodding in agreement with Ginger.
"Oh, and don't try to fake it either. We'll need to know who you do it with just so we know you'll actually go through with it," Ashley said.
Ginger popped her gum, "Yeah, and it can't be anyone you know. That way you don't have them fake it with you."
Heather spoke up, "I think we should choose the guy."
Jesse felt sick to her stomach, "I promise I won't fake, please just let me choose the guy."
"Nah, I've got the perfect guy in mind," Ginger said looking down the hall.
Heather looked in Ginger's direction and giggled.
Ginger whispered in Ashley's ear and Ashley looked down the hall as well. "Alright, Jesse. You have to get Kendall Schmidt to have sex with you."
"Who?" Jesse asked sheepishly looking down the hall looking for some curly haired nerd or something horrible.
"Locker 321," Heather said pointing to the lockers down the hall by the Physics room.
Ashley stuck her tongue in her cheek, "Go on, ask. Do what ever you have to do to get him."
Jesse turned away from the girls and sighed heavily. Twenty two steps. It took Jesse twenty two steps to reach locker 321, she counted them silently in her head while dreading the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Kendall was loading his backpack with books when Jesse tapped him on the shoulder. "Can I help you?" he asked closing the locker and spinning the combination lock.
"I have a favor to ask of you," Jesse started.
"Okay?" Kendall said in a low voice.
"I need you to take my virginity."
Kendall rolled his eyes and looked pissed, "Listen. The rumors aren't true. I don't sleep around. Now would you kindly fuck off?"
Jesse mentally cursed herself. "Please!" she cried catching Kendall's sleeve as he turned away.
"What?"
"Please, I have to do this. It's a bet and I can't loose. I'll do what ever it takes."
Kendall's pissed face went to fury, "I don't care about your bet. Find someone else."
"That's the thing. It has to be you, now please, I'll do anything. Anything!" Jesse begged.
"I'm failing English right now."
Jesse screwed up her face, "Okay?"
"Do my English homework for a month and I'll do this."
"Deal!" Jesse exclaimed taking Kendall's hand and shaking it vigorously.
"You have to figure out all the details. Call me when you need me," Kendall said pulling a sharpie out of his pocket and scrolling his number on her palm. With that Kendall was gone on his way to his next class.
Jesse turned and headed to her English class. Just outside the room Heather stopped her by shoving her back by the shoulder. Heather was a senior so her English class was right next to Jesse's. "Made any progress?" Heather asked.
"I got his number and he agreed to it."
Heather tossed her hair, "What did you tell him?"
Jesse sighed, "I have to do his English homework for a month because he's failing."
Without another word Heather turned and went into her classroom.
"Jesse!" Mrs. Chrishund called from the mudroom by the kitchen.
"What?" Jesse yelled from her computer in the small basement room she called a bedroom.
"Your Dad and I are driving up to Minnesota for two days to finish up on the house papers! Can you handle watching Josh for the weekend?"
Jesse pondered the thought of being stuck home alone with her five year old brother for two days. First off he was annoying as hell. Second, she would probably kill him in the first two hours. Finally, if Josh went to grandma's house then she would have the chance to have Kendall over. "No! I'm buried in school work! I wouldn't be able to keep up with him!"
Mrs. Chrishund sighed, "Alright! I'll send him to Grandma's!"
"Score," Jesse cheered quietly spinning around in her chair.
Jesse stood on the front porch waving to her parents pulling out of the driveway with Josh sticking his tongue out in the back seat. Finally she was all alone and now she could call Kendall. Jesse went to the kitchen phone but hesitated as her hand rested on the receiver. Did she want to do it now? Was she ready? Maybe tomorrow or Saturday would be good. A few days mental preparation could be key to her not flipping out. Jesse let go of the phone and turned to the fridge to get a snack.
Jesse opened her internet browser and typed in, First Time Sex. A bunch of porn sites popped up between people recounting the first time they had sex. Words like euphoric and pleasure and orgasm popped out at Jesse. She closed the search page in fear of what she may learn. Besides, she really didn't want to read or watch any porn at the moment.
Jesse picked up the phone at midnight to call Kendall and tell him everything was called off. She had worked herself up into a tight bundle of nerves and now she was deciding that there was no way that she could go through with the task. Jesse would do her best to convince Kendall to lie for her even if it meant her having to do his homework for eternity.
The phone rang once, twice, three times and a sleepy voice picked up on the other line, "James, I said stop calling me this late."
"Kendall, it's Jesse."
"Who?"
Jesse leaned on the cold counter twirling her hair nervously, "The girl who you made a deal with."
"Right, right. Shit, tell me you don't need me now."
"No, no. I need to ask you something."
Kendall rolled over on his bed and held his cell phone up to his ear lazily, "Yes, I'll wear protection."
"Not that. But that is good to know. What I have to ask is for you to lie for me."
"Lie about what?"
"Us, doing it," Jesse mumbled.
"What, do you want me to lie and say we didn't, because that's no problem."
Jesse sighed, "No, not that. I need you to lie and say we did."
Kendall laughed airily, "You're scared?"
"Listen, I can't do it. I need you to fake it for me, please. I'll still do your English homework, hell I'll do it for the year. Just lie, please."
"Alright, alright. Can I go back to bed?" Kendall asked.
"I'm sorry for waking you up. Thank you."
Kendall hung up his cell phone and tossed it on his nightstand. He lay awake for another few minutes wondering just what sort of deal had Jesse gotten into that involved her virginity. He debated calling her back but realized that it might be sort of nosy. Kendall decided to mind his business and keep his end of the bargain.
Jesse closed her locker and Ashley stood alone beside her against the lockers. "Hey, so, when are you going to do it?" she asked.
"We already did," Jesse lied casually.
"You're such a liar. You didn't leave your house last night and nobody came or went."
Jesse screwed her face up, "Ashley, I had sex with Kendall last night. Why don't you believe me?"
"I paid the nerd across the street from you to watch your house and report back to me if anyone came or went. Now, for lying to me, I'm going to raise the stakes."
Jesse's jaw went slack.
Ashley tapped her chin, "Hmm, what should I do?"
"Please, I'll just do it tonight, I promise!" Jesse pleaded.
"Oh! I know, I'll just make a deadline for you. Noon, today. Get the deed done or it's no go on the group."
"Ashley! It's a school day! I'm in school until 3:00pm!"
Ashley shrugged, "I don't care. Get it done or no go."
"How am I? How can we just? How!" Jesse shouted.
"I dunno," Ashley said walking away to meet Ginger by the Media Tech room.
Jesse ducked into the girls' bathroom and pulled out her cell phone that she was only supposed to use for emergencies. Well, she felt that this was quiet the emergency. She dialed in Kendall's number but he didn't answer her. Jesse cursed her life and started to send him a text, she didn't know if he'd get it or not but it was worth a try. Mid text her phone lit up and a little envelope icon blinked on the screen.
From: 334-8888
Don't call me in class
To: 334-8888
It's important. Meet me on the 3rd floor bathrooms.
Jesse went into the handicap stall and sat down on the seat lid. The late bell rang. "There goes my perfect attendance," Jesse thought leaning her head back on the tiled wall. Her phone buzzed, another message.
From: 334-8888
Here.
Jesse picked up her bag and exited the girls' bathroom to find Kendall, arms crossed leaning against the open door.
"What is so important that I had to leave Music Tech?" he asked dully.
"You're in Music Tech?" Jesse asked knowing that was Ginger's current class.
Kendall rolled his eyes and looked down at her, "Did you call me to ask me about my schedule?"
"No, no. The person I, uh, made a deal with, has changed the rules. I have to have to do 'it' by noon today."
"So? We spread the word before noon. Problem solved," Kendall shrugged.
"That's the thing. She has spies all over the school. I think we've actually got to do this."
Kendall pushed himself off the wall and pulled Jesse by her wrist to the stairs, "Don't talk."
"Where are we going?"
"What did I just say?"
Jesse followed Kendall in silence down to the first floor and across to the language hallway. From there they went down a rarely used spiral staircase to the back entrance of the gym by the wrestling rooms. The back entrance to the gym wound around and down some steps to the back entrance of the girl's locker rooms. The door was locked. Kendall pulled out a Swiss Army knife and picked the lock with no less than three tries.
"You know you aren't supposed to have that, right?" Jesse asked.
Kendall glanced back at her scowling.
Jesse shrugged and followed Kendall to the showers and into a stall.
"Come on, we're doing it now," Kendall said pulling his Aerosmith t-shirt over his head and disposing of it in the corner.
Jesse ogled his body shamelessly. His skin was pulled tight over toned muscle in all the right places. Small freckles were dusted over his collarbone and part of his upper Pecs. His broad shoulders lead down his arms that were perfectly shaped and each muscle showed just enough to be aesthetically pleasing. "I-I can't," Jesse stammered.
"I have a condom," Kendall said pulling a small package out of his back pocket.
"You do know that keeping those in a pocket or wallet cause them to be weaker and break during sex!"
Kendall growled deep in his throat, "It's fine, Miss Paranoid."
Jesse pulled her hoodie over her head and dropped it in the corner by his Aerosmith shirt. She kicked off her shoes and pulled her jeans down.
Kendall was slightly surprised with how good her body looked. She was far slimmer than he had predicted. She looked better in her underwear than she did in a huge hoodie and jeans.
Jesse stood looking at him. Her body shook visibly from her nerves getting the best of her.
Kendall put his hand on the wall beside her head, "I promise I'll be gentle, okay?"
Jesse nodded silently avoiding his eyes and concentrating on the faucet handle behind him.
Kendall's features softened, "You don't have to do this."
"I do," Jesse whimpered.
Pushing his forehead to Jesse's, Kendall said, "Who says? I'm not going to force you. So who's going to force you?"
"No one! I just lost a bet, please, just do this," Jesse pleaded.
"I can still fake it for you," Kendall muttered.
Jesse was shaking harder than ever, "No! Ashley will know!"
"Ashley? Ashley Astor?"
"No!" Jesse said covering her mouth.
Kendall was about to speak when the front doors of the locker rooms clattered open. He covered Jesse's mouth and pushed her into the corner of the stall. Jesse's eyes darted back and fourth in Kendall's looking for some sort of answer. Kendall looked worried.
Girls voices echoed through out the locker room, lockers open and closed, and bags could be heard dropping on the ground. Jesse started to sweat.
"Why are they here so early?" Kendall breathed.
"Swimming. We're on our swimming unit," Jesse whispered.
"They'll be using the showers then!" Kendall hissed.
The only thing keeping Jesse and Kendall from being found out was a thin cream colored curtain.
"Is someone in there?" a girl's voice said from the other side of the curtain.
"Yeah, sorry," Jesse said.
"Are you almost finished?" the girl asked.
"Just got in here," Jesse announced reaching around Kendall and turning the water on to give the effect that she was actually using the shower.
Cold water streamed over Kendall's back and he stiffened up biting his lip to keep quiet. Little flecks of water splattered on Jesse's face from his shoulders. In a second Kendall was soaked to the bone and Jesse remained dry.
"Thanks," Kendall whispered angrily turning to the left to let the water hit Jesse.
Jesse screamed when the cold water came in contact with her skin. Kendall clapped a hand over her mouth quickly.
Two girls rushed over to the stall, "Are you okay?"
"Fine," Kendall answered automatically.
"Come again?" Ms. Williams, the gym teacher, asked approaching the stall.
"I said I'm fine," Jesse said.
There was a momentary silence. Ms Williams saw the sleeve of Jesse's sweat shirt on the floor and a set of feet that were to big to be a girl's and then she spoke, "I want to talk to you when you get out. I'll be waiting on the bench for you."
Jesse felt her heartbeat quicken. There was no way out of this. Ms. Williams had her completely cornered. Jesse wasn't even in this gym class. She'd have to wear her wet clothes out of the stall. Kendall would be seen. Jesse was sure this was the end of her life and she was only three weeks into school.
"I'll take the blame for everything. Just go out there," Kendall whispered.
Jesse pulled on her soaked pants and hoodie.
"Jesse? You aren't in this class period," Ms. Williams said. "Matter of fact why are you even down here? And why were you showering with your clothes on?"
Jesse froze up in fear. She didn't know what to say or how she could lie her way out of the situation. "I, I, we, we were just," Jesse stumbled on her words as her gym teacher took a step forward and opened the curtain to reveal Kendall shirtless.
"I think you forgot something," Ms. William said.
Jesse's stomach twisted up and her hands got all sweaty, "We were having sex! I'm sorry!"
Kendall's eyes widened, he grabbed his shirt off the floor and was gone before anyone could get a real good look at him.
Jesse broke down crying and Ms. Williams put her arm around her shoulder. The other girls in the locker room had begun to gather around them to see what all the commotion was about.
"Did anything really happen? Were you forced?" Ms. William asked ushering Jesse into her office.
Jesse shook her head and wiped away a few tears that were hanging on her cheek.
"I'm not going to report you because I have a feeling this wasn't your fault. Now, who was the guy?"
"He doesn't go here."
Ms. Williams crossed her arms, "Where does he go?"
"He's graduated," Jesse lied.
"So he harassed a minor?"
"No! He's only 17, but he graduated early. Please, just let this go," Jesse begged.
Jesse changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt that Ms. Williams gave her. She put her jeans and hoodie in to a plastic bag and stuffed it in her locker when she got up to the third floor.
Word spread fast about Jesse in the locker rooms. By last period almost everyone knew about what had happened. No one was clear on who the guy was that Jesse was with because he had ditched before anyone could see him.
Jesse walked out of her pottery class and smacked right into Ashley and her posse.
"Word is going around," Ashley said.
Ginger popped her gum, "You actually did it."
"But you can't join our group and be friends," Heather said tossing her head.
"What?" Jesse shouted.
"Yeah, see, it wasn't supposed to be a public thing. We can't have someone with a bad reputation hanging out with us," Ashley said laughing.
"But, Ashley, you said…" Jesse stated angrily.
Ashley tapped her chin, "What did I say? I can't seem to remember."
"I don't know," Heather shrugged.
Ginger twirled her hair, "I don't remember either."
Jesse's jaw went slack. Ashley turned with her posse, began laughing, and walked away.
Kendall stood at his locker across the hall from where Jesse stood. He saw Ashley and her friends walk away laughing and Jesse looking heartbroken. He went over to her and she started to cry.
"Jesse," Kendall started.
"Don't even talk to me. You said you'd take the blame! This is all your fault!"
Kendall ran a hand through his hair, "Listen, you don't have to do my homework. Let's just forget this happened."
"Forget it happened? I'm the laughing stock of the whole school! My reputation is ruined! Just because nobody knows you were the guy I supposedly did it with doesn't mean you have the right to tell me to just forget it!"
"Jesse."
Jesse pushed Kendall's chest and rolled her eyes, "Just don't talk to me."
Kendall watched Jesse run down the hall. He felt so bad and he knew that this was practically all his fault. He knew he had to do something to get back at Ashlet for what she did to Jesse. Kendall turned to the guy standing next to him, a jock on the football team, "Did you hear about Ashley Astor?"
"Huh, no what happened?" the guy asked.
"She had sex with a teacher from Northwest High. Apparently she might be pregnant," Kendall whispered.
The jock's jaw went slack and her turned back to his friends to talk about what he had just heard.
Kendall exited the school, a smirk on his face. He stopped by a group of cheerleaders, "Hey girls."
"Hey, Kendall," two of the captains said twirling their hair.
"Did you hear about Ashley?" Kendall asked.
The girls all shook their head.
"I heard from a few people that she slept with a teacher from Northwest High," Kendall whispered.
"Oh my god," said the girl on Kendall's right.
"Yeah, she could be pregnant," Kendall shaking his head.
So yeah this is long as hell.
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