Couple of notes before this chapter:
1) In case it wasn't clear last chapter they don't have the uniforms in this story. The uniform I refer too is the one Clare wore during the first part of grade nine.
2) Remember this is before the Ice Hounds got there. The hockey team I refer to is just the DeGrassi hockey team and not the Ice Hounds, this story starts after Drop the World.
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Ch. 2 Meet Me In the Red Room
(CLARE)
I headed straight to English, I was going to need the extra time to calm down and stop myself from crying, or killing Eli when I saw him. Problem was I wasn't looking where I was going and I bumped right into someone, they caught me by the arms and I looked up into Drew's blue eyes.
"Sorry Drew," I apologize on a shaky breath as I feel angry tears threatening to flood from my eyes.
"It's okay but are you? You look upset again." Drew comments.
"I'm fine, I should get to class," I reply.
I don't really want to leave his arms, I'm finding comfort at his touch again and my instinct is to kiss him. However people in the halls are already looking at us and pretty soon rumors will start. I can't have rumors about me cheating with Drew especially when I'm cheating with Fitz. I smile at Drew slipping from his arms and walking quickly to class. Sitting at my desk seething in anger, crushed by hurt and betrayal. Just knowing they were kissing was bad enough but now they're having oral sex! The temptation to run to Fitz and get revenge is overwhelming but I'm not ready to give a blow job nor am I ready to have Fitz go down on me. The grinding sound of the ringing bell startles me out of my seething thoughts and feelings of betrayal. Kids start filtering into class and I force my lips to widen into a smile, force the hurt and pain to fade from my eyes.
"Hey Blue Eyes," Eli smiles and kisses my cheek when he walks into class.
It takes every ounce of strength, every glimmer of will power I posses not to punch him and throw up when he touches me. His nickname for me used to make me smile, make me feel special, beautiful and desired by him. It's clear now though that Eli doesn't desire me at all, he may love me, in fact I'm sure that he still does but he doesn't desire me. He probably doesn't find me sexy at all. I know Fitz does though and a big part of me wishes I could just drag Eli to the Dot and show him just how much Fitz desires me. I won't though that would probably result in them fighting and us fighting, a break up and whole mess. I greet Eli and Adam with the most genuine smile I currently posses as Miss Dawes comes in and starts class.
"Today we're going to sharpen your young minds with a creative writing experiment. Each of you come get a newspaper and look through it, find an article and write a fictional story based on the article. Three thousand words minimum and the final draft will be due Friday by the end of class. Okay everyone come get a newspaper." Miss Dawes finishes.
"You guys stay seated, I'll get us some papers," Eli says with a smirk and I want to slap it right off his face.
Eli returns handing me the Toronto Interpreter and Adam the Toronto Tribune, Eli sits down with whatever paper he got and we begin looking through them.
"Awesome found my article already," Adam says after a few minutes.
"See anything interesting yet Blue Eyes?" Eli asks.
The mere sound of his voice makes my teeth grind and I have a vision of stabbing him through the eye with my pencil! I better find a way to release this anger before I actually do something violent and then I see it.
"Yeah just found something," I reply with a pleased and devilish smile spreading across my lips.
It's actually not an article I find at all but an ad that says exotic dancers wanted at the Red Room downtown. I have a brilliant idea; auditions are tomorrow night through Friday and I'm going to try out! The mere thought of dancing for a bunch of guys lusting after me actually starts to evaporate the anger I was just feeling. I'm pretty sure they don't let the guys touch you at these things but I will have to verify that. Anyway I don't want to be touched by a bunch of random guys just lusted after. I'll need a costume, my old school uniform with a few adjustments should work nicely and I believe I still have a mask from a couple Halloweens ago. Together with Darcy's short black wig from when she went as Snow White for Halloween in grade eight should ensure no one recognizes me if god forbid a teacher or someone comes into the club.
There's one more thing I'm going to need, the add says you have to be 18 of course and as I'm only 16 I'm going to need a fake ID. Can't ask Eli for one he'd want know what it was for and then I'd have to come up with a lie plus I don't plan on using my real name but if there's one other person at this school that can make a fake ID or knows how to get one it's Owen Milligan. I pick the next article I see about a house fire started by a burning candle left out and start absentmindedly writing a story while I plan my audition in my head.
When the bell rings Eli tells me has play stuff after school in a sincerely apologetic voice. I tell him it's fine, say a quick goodbye to Eli and Adam heading off to find Owen. Thanks to Adam I know both Owen and Drew had English this last period with Mr. Morgan they aren't smart enough for the grade 11 AP class. I see them walking down the hall together but I need Owen alone, Drew might tell Adam and then he'd tell Eli. Drew says he's off to art class and waves to Owen and I follow Owen to his locker.
"Hey," I smile at the tall, blue eyed boy. He looks at me, looks behind him like he thinks I'm talking to someone else and then looks back at me. "I need a fake ID and I'm assuming you know how to get one." I inform him.
"Why not just ask your boyfriend he got one for Fitz." Owen shrugs.
"Because I don't want Eli to know about it can you get me one or not?" I ask.
"I can get one; it'll cost you about fifty bucks though." He tells me.
"Not a problem it just needs to say I'm eighteen and I don't want it to have my real name." I inform him.
Owen looks at me with a curious look and a cocked eyebrow. "So what name do you want then?" He asks.
I bite my lip and think a moment as I twirl my chastity ring on my finger then a fabulous idea occurs to me. "How about Chastity St. Clare," I reply with a sly smile, guess that stupid St. Clare nickname came in handy after all.
Now his other eyebrow rises. "That sounds like a stripper's name," he remarks.
"I know it's perfect so when will the ID be ready?" I ask.
"I can have it for you tomorrow; you have the money to pay?" He questions.
"Yeah meet me at the Dot around five." I tell him.
"Got hockey practice, until five make it six." He says.
"Right that's fine I'll see you at six." I reply thinking that'll give me a couple of hours to make out with Fitz.
I start walking away but Owen grabs my arm and turns me back to him. "What do you need a fake ID for anyway?" He queries.
"Research," I reply giving him a devilish smile.
He doesn't look like he believes me exactly but he lets me go and I go off to the MI lab.
"Where were you yesterday?" Connor asks when I slip in and sit down just as the late bell rings.
"I had some research to do in the resource center." I lie.
Neither Connor nor Dave asks any more questions and MI class is over quickly. I head straight for the Dot stopping quickly at the drug store on the corner to use the ATM. Fitz isn't off for another hour but I can get a start on my homework.
"Caramel latte," I order from Fitz in a normal voice. "Meet me upstairs when you're off," I whisper to him and he smiles.
I pay and Fitz give me my change then I sit down with my coffee, set an alarm on my phone for five minutes to six and start on the day's homework. At four Fitz is off and he goes into the back to clock out and grab the keys I assume. I put away my homework and calmly leave the café and then run upstairs. Fitz is already up there and I drop my backpack next to the door and then lock it. He's on the sofa and I walk over to him with a carnal smile on my lips. Putting my hands on his shoulders I straddle his lap sitting on my knees just above his lap while I compress my lips against his. Parting my lips and snaking my tongue out to find his I start moving my hips, grinding above his lap. His hands go to my hips and caress their way down to my ass squeezing lightly. I begin moving my hips a little faster, gyrating and twisting, sort of practicing for my audition tomorrow night. Fitz doesn't seem to mind one little bit just moves his hands up and down my hips and lower back.
I'm kissing him hard and with more fervor than before, which has a lot to do with the fact I'm so angry and hurt by Eli and Imogen. But making out madly with Fitz is helping take some of that away. We make out for almost two hours only parting our lips from each other when the need for air arises. When my alarm goes off I hop off his lap and straighten my clothes, Fitz stands up with a pout even though I know he must be hungry and tired as he was working all day.
"I guess you have to get home?" He says.
"I have to meet someone first but then I have to get home. You should get home though I imagine you're tired and hungry. Don't want you to be too tired to do this tomorrow." I tell him.
"I could never be too tired to do this," Fitz smiles catching my lips for another quick kiss.
"I'm sure I'll be back tomorrow but right now I have to get downstairs and you have to get home." I command him.
Grabbing my backpack as I head out the door I go downstairs to the club finding Owen leaning on an outside table. I get out my wallet and take out fifty bucks handing it to Owen.
"Here's the money." I smile then notice he's holding a camera. "What's the camera for?" I ask.
"Well unless you want me to use your yearbook photo from last year I'm going to need a picture." Owen explains.
"Okay then," I smile looking behind me to be sure Fitz is gone and I see him drive off, "follow me." I order.
Owen doesn't ask any questions just follows me around the back, I go in through the back door and grab the keys to the club again. We go upstairs, closing the door and locking it behind us but this time I turn on the lights.
"Where do you want me?" I ask Owen.
He gives me such a look that I have to smile; I can practically see the dirty thoughts going through his head.
"How about here?" I grin hopping up on the bar, I know I'm teasing but it's sooo much fun!
Owen swallows slowly, closing his eyes and taking a minute to open them again. "It should be a white background." He finally says.
"Okay well the wall in the kitchen is white we can take it in there, the lights are brighter anyway." I suggest spinning on the bar and jumping down to get back to the kitchen.
Owen goes around the bar to follow me. "How do you know what the walls in the kitchen look like and how did you know where to find the keys?" He asks when we get back into the kitchen.
"Easy I'm fucking Fitz," I giggle. I'm having way too much fun teasing Owen and I look back at him to see him looking shocked, no beyond that like he's been turned off. I think I might have killed him. "I'm only joking," I assure him. "We're just making out," I add in my head. "The guy that opened the club used to date my sister."
"I didn't even know you had a sister," Owen says flicking back on and exhaling.
"Yep she's three years older and in Africa, long story. So how's this?" I ask standing against the wall and smiling. "Do I look eighteen?"
"Yeah you look great just hold that a sec." Owen tells me before taking the picture.
"Can I see?" I request going over to him. He holds the camera down so I can see. "Looks great thanks Owen, it'll be ready tomorrow right?"
"Yeah I'll have it for you in the morning." He says.
"Perfect, I should lock up again and get home I'm late for dinner as it is." I reply walking out of the kitchen again.
Owen follows me grabbing the back of my skirt and stops me from walking so I turn around and smile at him.
"What's gotten into you, I mean I'm not complaining but you've always been so reserved and…" Owen stops searching for the right word.
"Saintly?" I offer and he nods. I smile devilishly as I flick open a couple buttons on his shirt. "Wouldn't you like to know," I reply trailing a finger from his clavicle down to where his shirt closes, biting my lip as I do so. I look down and see him getting hard, I smile turning quickly and heading for the door. Owen makes this whimper of sorts that turns into a kind of a growl of frustration and I turn back to him taking the keys from my pocket. "Lock up the club would you? Just hang them on the hook right inside of the back door to the café." I instruct and then I leave.
I walk home feeling much better than before, somewhere between deciding to audition for the club, making out with Fitz and teasing Owen I nearly forgot that Eli let Imogen give him a blow job a few hours ago. At least until he calls when I'm nearly home, my smile fades and I know talking to him is going to make me angry but I still answer. Despite it all I still love the boy; yes I'm crazy and completely hopeless.
"Hi Eli," I say with a steady and even tone amazingly.
"Hey Blue Eyes, missed you today. Play rehearsal was grueling!" He says sounding very tired.
"Oh I'll bet! Those blow jobs you get from Imogene must really take it out of you!" I scream in my head.
"You poor thing make sure you get lots of rest tonight." I reply pushing all the anger, hurt and bitterness out of my voice but don't manage to get out all of the sarcasm, he doesn't seem to notice.
"I will," He tells me as I open my front door only to be greeted by a shirtless Jake in the kitchen again.
"Don't you ever wear a shirt?" I snap at him.
"Is Jake there again? Not wearing a shirt again?" Eli asks angrily.
"Relax Eli I'm going up to my room and ignoring him." I assure him. "I'm surprised you even have the energy to be jealous after all those blow jobs I'm sure Imogene gave you this afternoon!" My head screams as I run up the stairs to my room and lock the door.
"Good stay away from him I don't trust him!" Eli snarls through the phone.
"Eli he's working on our house and I already told you I have no interest in Jake Martin but I just got home and I need to eat dinner. See you tomorrow." I tell him.
"You just got home? What have you been doing since school let out?" Eli asks.
"Oh you know home work at the Dot, newspaper stuff." I say into the phone. "Making out with Fitz, teasing Owen while he takes my picture for my fake ID to get a job at an exotic dance club." I whisper taking the mouthpiece away from my face so he doesn't hear me.
"Oh okay then, I'll see you tomorrow Blue Eyes." Eli says and hangs up the phone.
Setting my phone on the nightstand I go downstairs to grab some dinner. Jake's still in my kitchen but so are my mom and Glen and she's trying to flirt with him, gross! Glen and Jake say hi and I return the greeting.
"Clare; your home pretty late, dinners on the stove." Mom tells me.
"Thanks Mom I had a lot of stuff for the newspaper to get done, I will for the rest of the semester probably one of our writers quit and Katie gave me all their assignments." I lie, hey I have to have some reason to be out if I get this job.
"Well that's good Clare just be home by curfew." Mom says.
"I will I'm going to eat in my room." I tell her getting a plate and going back to my room.
After I eat I comb through the closet to find my old uniform, first thing I do is cut the skirt so that it barely covers my ass but I still use the safety pin to hold it shut. The blouse doesn't fit me anymore but that's fine I hadn't intended on using it anyway. Next I cut the sweater vest and alter it first making the v-neck a little lower and wider and then cutting it until it barely covers my breasts. Then I go up to the attic and find Darcy's stuff, getting out her Snow White wig, the black mask with rhinestones on it, it covers the area around my eyes to keep me from being recognized. The last thing I need is a pair of slutty stilettos, luckily my best friend owns like six pairs. Once I have what I need from the attic I go back down to my room and call Alli asking her to bring me a pair of black stilettos tomorrow, telling her it's for an experiment. Alli says she'll bring them and doesn't ask any more questions, honestly I think she's just happy I want to wear them.
After I finish my homework and hear Glen and Jake leave I take a quick shower and practice for my audition tomorrow, honestly I don't expect it to be that hard I may have been sweet little St. Clare up until a couple of days ago but I'm observant. I've seen how Alli, Bianca, Jenna, Darcy and a bunch of other girls use their bodies to get attention and it's been my experience that once guys divert their blood flow to the head between their legs they no longer posses the ability to think. I go to bed pretty tired but I don't sleep well, I have an odd and upsetting dream about me and Eli. I get the job at the club and Eli goes in with Imogen but doesn't recognize me and they start making out at the table. Then Imogen is suddenly on stage with me and she pushes me off and Eli tells her she's better than me at everything then tells me I'm awkward and unattractive and no one wants me.
I wake up more determined than ever to get this job. I know it was just a dream and Eli wouldn't ever really say those things but now I'm angry, more angry at the dream him than the real him right now but I don't care. Getting ready for school quickly I arrive on the early side; thankfully Alli and Sav are here because he has a student council meeting in a few minutes.
"Here's the shoes you wanted." Alli says taking them from her backpack and handing them to me.
Sav gives me a look when Alli hands me the shoes, he looks like he might say something but Holly J calls him into student council.
"Thanks Alli, I'll get them back to you this weekend." I promise her.
"Don't worry about it I have so many other pairs are you going to wear them at school?" Alli asks.
"No they're more for a…private showing of sorts." I tell her.
"Ooh sexy time with Eli?" Alli questions.
I just smile and nod not sure what else to tell her, I put the shoes in my backpack with the rest of my costume then we sit in the memorial garden and talk until I see Owen come in. Owen goes into the empty and dark civics classroom and I tell Alli I'm going to find Eli and I'll see her in class. I follow Owen into the classroom, making sure no one sees me go in, there's no windows in here and with all the lights off the only light is coming through the little window on the door.
"Owen I know you're in here I saw you come in, can I have my ID now?" I request walking into the room a few steps.
He comes up behind me, puts an arm on my shoulder and holds the ID in front of me. "Are you going to tell me what it's for now?" He questions.
I take the ID and turn around to face him with a coquettish smile. "That's for me to know," I tell him grazing the corner of the ID down his chest, "and you to fantasize about." I finish walking past him to the door as Owen makes an interesting noise at the back of his throat.
I slip the ID into my wallet as I go out into the hallway, not looking where I'm going and bumping into a hard chest.
"Whoa we seem to be bumping into each other a lot lately." Drew says holding my waist.
"Sorry Drew, are you okay?" I ask before biting my lip.
"Fine, I don't mind being bumped into when it's you," Drew smiles.
Okay confession time, I thought Drew was H-O-T from the first day but Alli liked him too and as hot as he is he isn't the brightest and he's pretty shallow. So I figured he was a better fit for Alli and then came along Eli, he was deep and mysterious, smart and artsy I thought we were made for each other. Well we all know where that got me. Anyway right now I'm being held by Drew's strong hands and looking into his deep blue eyes and I'm almost willing to forget all the kids in the hallway and the fact that I still love Eli and just give Drew a long hard kiss. That is until I'm suddenly yanked back from him and into Eli's arms, he's holding me quite tightly.
"Hey bro," Adam greets from the other side of Eli.
"Hey guys, Clare wasn't paying attention and bumped into me again." Drew explains and I see Eli's glaring at him.
"Alli said you were looking for me," Eli says kissing my cheek.
For a second I'm tempted to elbow him, the feel of his lips actually makes my stomach churn. I manage to keep it together, turning to put my arms around his neck with the biggest smile I can muster. "Just wanted to see my boyfriend before class." I tell him.
He smiles back and crushes his lips to mine. Kissing Eli feels weird now, it feels like a lie. I used to feel good, pretty and wanted when kissing Eli and now it feels fake, like putting on a show, not just on my part but on his too. I can feel it in the way he kisses me; that he'd rather be kissing Imogen that she could kiss him better. "That's fine Fitz kisses much better than you and he loves kissing me," goes through my head. Our kiss only lasts a few seconds and then we pull away, Adam is smiling at us and Drew has left which is a pity.
"I have to go stash some things in my locker before class; I'll see you in science Adam." I tell them and walk off.
The rest of the morning is status quo, classes, friends, chit chat, morning break with Eli and Adam on the picnic table. I'm sitting on the table getting my math homework out of the way while Adam and Eli talk about Dead Hand or something; honestly I kind of tuned them out. Then Adam says he has to go to the washroom and gets up from the table walking inside. As soon as Adam is gone Imogen comes to the table and sits down next to Eli.
"Hi Eli," she chirps, "and Clare," she says my name as an afterthought.
"Hi Imi," Eli smiles.
"Imi?! Oh gross! At least I'm covert with my affair you two are barely trying to hide it!"
"Eli I finished the set design we should probably go over it at lunch." Imogen says.
"Yeah we should definitely go over it at lunch, you understand don't you Blue Eyes? I'll have a little while after school before rehearsal, I'll make it up to you." Eli says putting his hand on my knee and I want to kick them both in the head.
"I understand, the plays a lot of work but I have stuff to do this afternoon so I can't meet you." I tell him managing to erase all the hurt anger in my voice.
"Aww well I'll miss you," Eli says not managing to sound like he means it but I let it slip.
"Yeah sure," is the only thought in my head as Adam returns.
"Well I'll see you at lunch to go over those set designs Eli." Imogen smiles and skips off.
"Another lunch with Imogen?" Adam asks Eli.
"Yeah to go over set designs." Eli tells him.
"Wanna have lunch Clare?" Adam asks and I nod as the bell rings.
I was really hoping to see Fitz at lunch but I haven't had lunch with Adam all week. Gym is boring and I spend my free period doing homework so I won't have that much to do tonight. Adam and I eat lunch outside at our picnic table joined by Alli, Dave and Connor. Jenna is of course still home with Tyson, K.C. has been sneaking away a lot lately and of course Eli is with Imogen supposedly going over set design but more likely getting head. Knowing this I try to get through lunch without being bitter but it doesn't quite work. I want to run to the Dot, to Fitz and make out with him but I promised to have lunch my friends so I am. I make it through English without stabbing Eli with my pencil and MI goes by quickly as soon as the bell rings I grab my costume from my locker and run out to the bus stop. I sit in the back of the bus, putting the wig on when no one's looking; the bus stop is about a block from the club and I walk that block quickly.
Walking into the club is like walking into another world, it's dimly lit, the walls are a deep red and there's black velvet booths along two of the wall. A large man stops me near the door and I tell him I'm here to audition showing him my fake ID. He smiles at me and tells me to change in the back and they'll call me out after the next song. The guard in front of the door that says Dancers Only lets me in and suddenly I'm in boobland! Half a dozen exotic dancers are walking around mostly naked, this is every teenage boy's wet dream and I'm right in the middle of it! I admit for just a moment my modest self came back and I blush feeling very out of place and then I remember why I'm doing this and my modest self vanishes. I pull out my costume putting on my mask first and changing into the rest of the costume including a g-string I borrowed from Darcy's stuff and leaving off my bra. I put on the shoes last and straighten up, I'm hardly wearing anything but I'm still wearing more than all the girls in the dressing room although I'm guessing they wear more than that on stage.
"Naughty catholic school girl, I like it! We don't have to many theme costume's most of us just wear bras and panties. The guys will love it especially with the mask it gives you this mystery vibe. I'm Candy by the way; well I mean that's what I go by on stage." A very tall girl with lots of blonde hair says to me when I'm dressed.
"Chastity St. Clare or that's what I'm going by." I smile.
"You even have the perfect name, I go by Pussy Cat. None of us use our real names here." Says a girl with dark red hair.
"I'm Sexy Sadie, you look pretty young are you a student?" Asks a girl with light brown hair and no clothes on.
"Yeah at TU which is why I'm wearing the mask I don't want anyone to know I'm working here and there's a chance one might come in. Assuming I get the job of course." I tell them and it's half true.
"Oh you'll get the job Tom, he's the club owner and big boss, he's a sucker for girls in uniform and he went to a catholic school as a kid, you'll be hired for sure." Pussy Cat tells me.
"This might sound like a stupid question but the guys aren't allowed to touch you are they?" I ask, better make sure of that before I go through with this.
"No Tom is very strict about it; eyes only even in the champagne room, that's for private dances. The bouncers will automatically toss any guy out that even tries to touch you. They can slip tips into your clothes which is how we make most of our money but their skin still isn't supposed to touch yours." Candy tells me.
"Good," I smile.
"Chastity St. Clare you're up next," a deep voice calls from beside the stage.
I go to the stage entrance and a girl in a snake skin bikini comes off the stage. I get announced and fast music starts up so I go out on stage. With the stage lights on me I can't make out the audience aside from the men sitting right at the stage. They're all about my father's age which is gross but they all get really happy smiles when they me which is oddly pleasing. I start moving salaciously to the music, using my eight years of dance experience coupled with every way I've ever seen Bianca, Alli, Darcy or any other girl use their body to get a boys attention. Guys start whistling, hooting and hollering and it spurs me on. There's something oddly empowering about this, making these men horny with moves that can barely be considered dancing. Knowing that they're probably going to go home and fantasize about me.
"How do you like that Eli? Tonight dozens of men will be thinking about your girlfriend!"
"Boss wants to see you," the bouncer tells me when I've finished my dance.
He gives me his hand to escort me down the stairs as Candy gets announced and "I want Candy" starts playing over the speakers, predictable. I'm escorted to a booth at the back of the club where a guy with dark hair and dark eyes is sitting between two other guys, both of them big, body guards I'm guessing. Tom must be the one in the middle and he gestures for me to sit down so I do.
"Chastity St. Clare, I love the name and the outfit is really working for you. The naughty school girl thing is fantastic and you do it so well. You have this sort of modest innocence mixed with sex kitten thing when you dance I like it. Sexy Sadie tells me you're a student when would you be available to work?" Tom asks.
"Weekday afternoons and evenings but I have to be off by eight, homework and early classes. Some weekends as long as I'm out of here by eleven, there's a midnight curfew in my girls dorm." I lie.
"No problem we can work around your schedule the crowd really responds to you so here's the deal you get paid in cash, it keeps our paperwork down, a hundred bucks a week and whatever tips you make. After your first week you'll be eligible to work in the champagne room meaning a guy has requested you for a private dance. You get $250 for each private dance and of course whatever tips they give you. You'll start tomorrow, five to eight." He tells me.
"Great thank you," I smile standing up.
"See Jim at the dressing room door he should have the tips you made tonight and we'll see you tomorrow." Tom says.
I smile and head for the dressing room door, Jim hands me a wad of cash and lets me into the dressing room. The other girls congratulate me and tell me welcome as I'm changing. I take everything off but the wig and wave to them as I leave the club taking the bus back to my neighborhood and walking the short distance home, taking the wig off just before I reach my house. I left the rest of the costume there, including Alli's shoes, I'll have to buy new ones this weekend but I made $26 dollars tonight with one dance so that shouldn't be too hard. I make it home just after five and mom is already home, in the kitchen flirting with Glen again, spew!
"I'm home, got homework be in my room." I call as I come in.
"Clare dinner will be ready in an hour and Glen and Jake are staying for dinner." Mom calls up after me.
"Awesome! I want to spend my whole dinner sitting across from a shirtless Jake and watching my mom flirt with Glen Martin! Just thinking about it is making me lose my appetite."
I go into my room closing my door and leaning my forehead against it.
"Where were you all day?" Fitz's quiet voice makes me jump.
I lock my door before turning around to look at him; he's sitting on my bed with a mix of worry and anger on his face.
"What are you doing here?" I question in a hushed voice as I walk over to him.
"You didn't come at lunch and you didn't come after school and I got worried so I snuck over to your house to see some strange guy and that new Jake kid in your house, he had no shirt on. You weren't here so I climbed up the tree and snuck in your window to wait for you." He tells me.
I walk over kneeling in front of him on the bed. "Sorry didn't mean to worry you, Eli said he had to go over set designs with Imogen at lunch and I wanted to come see you but Adam asked me to have lunch with him. After school I had a job interview and I got hired." I tell him making sure to keep my voice down.
"You got a job? Where?" Fitz inquires moving a little closer to me, cupping my face and ensnaring my lips for a soft kiss before I can answer.
When he pulls away my lips have lengthened into a smile, god I missed his lips!
"It isn't important where; it's only a few afternoons and evenings a week. It gets me out of the house and I'll make some money, it's another excuse for me to get away from Eli but don't worry it won't keep me away from you. I'll still find you as often as I can when Eli and that girl make me angry. As for right now I have a whole hour before dinner and I missed being kissed, really kissed today." I inform him.
He smiles as I take his shirt off to reveal his chiseled chest. I bite my lip and smile lustfully then take off my own shirt. A very carnally blissful smile shoots across his lips and his hands go to my waist, slowly grazing up my sides.
"You're awfully feisty tonight," Fitz says.
"Well I was very angry at Eli today, very happy to get the job and I really missed you today." I tell him I just leave out the part about all the men whistling at me while I danced for them in hardly anything and how it made me feel strangely empowered and very sexy.
Fitz just smiles bigger, puts his hands on my waist again and lays me back on the bed. He leans over me as I put my arms around his neck and he crushes his lips to mine. I part my lips and his tongue slides between my lips dancing with mine. I smile and kiss him back a little harder, his hand goes to the small of my back pulling me up a little and pressing me to him a bit so I can feel his erection constrained in his jeans. I smile adding more fervor to the kiss and purposely pressing into him more rubbing a little just to make him that much more turned on, it just makes him kiss harder. We keep making out for a short while until for some reason my brain thinks about Eli and how he wants crazy chick more than me and I break from the kiss pushing Fitz away gently but with a heavy sigh.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"Eli doesn't want me anymore; maybe he never did, not like this, not like you do." I tell him putting one arm behind my head.
Fitz rolls to his side, propping himself on his elbow, putting his head in his hand using the other to softly trail one finger along my belly, up to my bra and down to my panties.
"I'm glad he doesn't because I do and if he did then I wouldn't get you like this," he smiles.
His lips come down to my neck and my breathing hitches; my other hand goes to the back of his neck. His soft lips kiss along my neck and the top of my breasts, I bite my lip as my body trembles just slightly and I start to feel a heat radiating from my lower belly. My head cranes back into the pillow, my eyes closing as Fitz moves down kissing my belly button, a soft moan comes from my lips.
"CLARE DINNER!" My mom yells up the stairs.
"COMING!" I call back as Fitz rolls onto his back with a soft chuckle.
"You better get down there," he says leaning over to kiss the middle of my clavicle and then my lips quickly.
"You should probably wait up here I'll sneak you out after dinner," I tell him.
"Is Jake going to put a shirt on for dinner?" Fitz asks.
"Probably but don't worry I have no interest in Jake, he will always be the mean little boy next door. Stay in my room I'll eat quickly, now I better get down there." I insist putting my shirt on again.
He smiles and I leave the room, combing my fingers through my hair as I go down the stairs. I sit down at the table and we start eating, Mom and Glen dominate the better part of the conversation, Jake keeps looking at me and I eat quickly and silently. Leaving the table long before anyone else is done with the excuse of homework, which I don't have because I finished it on the bus. When I get back to my room I find Fitz asleep on my bed and I smile. I set the alarm on my phone for 6:30 because I know his shift at the Dot starts at 8, turning out the lights I change into my pajamas and get into bed, covering Fitz with the throw blanket and fall asleep quickly.
"Good morning Gorgeous," Fitz says when my alarm goes off and I reach over to turn it off.
"Morning, you better get going I hear my mom in the shower and I'm guessing you need to change before work." I yawn.
"See you at lunch?" He asks.
"I'll try, I'm sure Eli's having lunch with Imogen." I tell him.
He gives me a quick kiss and sits on the edge of my bed to put on his shoes then leaves my room. When I hear him go out the front door I get up with a groan and head off to the shower.
(OWEN)
School had been dull as always except that I had been watching Clare a lot more than usual. Every time she was with Eli she didn't look very happy and I couldn't help wondering what she was up to with that fake ID. Hockey practice was rough since we lost last weeks game coach had us run suicides for the first half hour so when it was over I figured it was time for some fun. When I'd had Pauly make Clare a fake ID I had him make me one too and I thought it was time to test it out. I drove downtown and parked at the first girly club that looked good, some place called the Red Room. The bouncer at the door looked at my fake ID and let me in; unlike Clare I used my real name. I sat down at a table near the stage and ordered a beer from the hot waitress in lingerie. I watch the girl on stage as she dances on the pole to a really awful song but whatever the girl is hot. A couple more girls dance and I order another beer because there's a two drink minimum.
"Gentleman put your hands together for our newest dancer, she looks like an angel but she's a vixen, Chastity St. Clare!"
When the announcer says the name I spit out the sip of beer I just took.
"It can't be, it has to be a coincidence, there is no way Clare would work at a place like this." My brain tells me.
Then the girl comes out on stage, she's wearing a black mask with jewels on it and a short black wig but it's definitely Clare! Even from here I can see the bright blue of her eyes and while she cut it to almost nothing I recognize the skirt and vest from the uniform she wore to school for the first couple months last year. She's moving like a fucking sex goddess and I have no idea where she learned to do that because she always seemed so prudish and innocent to me. Still I see a lot of her mannerisms, the most obvious of which is the way she bites her lip. I'm just frozen watching her, for a moment she looks like an innocent angel and then she becomes this sexy devil. I know it's Clare but I can't believe it's her! If anyone saw her here they'd die of shock, I might do that myself. She ends her number with a little tease by gripping the bottom of the vest that is already giving us a peek at the bottom of her generous breasts and tugging it up and down a little.
Money gets tossed on the stage as she makes her way off, the other guys in the club are whistling, hollering and clapping loudly. I would be too but I'm still in shock, I'm barely breathing and starting to think I hallucinated the whole thing and someone put something in my beer. Another girl comes on stage and the rest of the club starts clapping again and I'm still frozen. It takes 3 more girls dancing on stage before I'm able to move again; just about the time the waitress asks me if I want another drink.
"Is Chastity St. Clare dancing again?" I question.
"Sorry that was her last dance of the night she's already left. She did great for her first night don't you think? The guests really liked her and it's only Thursday, I bet she'll be real popular during the weekend when we're packed. So did you want another drink?" The waitress asks me.
"No I'm done thanks," I tell her, she smiles and walks away.
I don't get up from the table just yet as I got really turned on watching Clare, so I take a few moments to control my erection and then leave the club really quickly going back to my car. As soon as I'm in my car I masturbate while thinking of Clare dancing on stage. Then I drive home, say a quick hello to my family and escape to my room. She invades my dreams all night and I have to masturbate in the shower when I wake up. Leaving early I drive straight to school waiting on the front steps for Clare. It's a very long forty five minutes before she gets there, bouncing up the steps so innocently you'd never know what she was doing last night. I'm not so stupid that I talk to her on the steps but I do follow her inside and to her locker.
"I have to say Chastity St. Clare, I had no idea you could do that! You were super hot and sexy in that outfit of yours and the mask was a nice touch." I tell her.
She gasps and her eyes go wide then she grabs my shirt and pushes me into the first empty classroom, closing and locking the door. Thankfully it's not one of the ones with more windows than walls, and the one window in the classroom has the blinds closed.
"I take it you were at the club last night," she states more than asks, biting her lip and smiling at me.
"I take it no one else knows you work there." I remark.
"Nope and you can't tell anyone especially Eli," she insists.
"Well what do I get for keeping your secret?" I ask.
I'm really only hoping for a private show but instead she rolls her lower lip between her teeth a minute. Softly pushes me to sit on the nearest desk, putting her hand behind my neck and affixes her lips to mine. My hands automatically go to her hips as her tongue slides across my lower lip. I part my lips, her tongue goes into my mouth and my eyes close as I feel her hands raking through the short hairs at the back my head. After a minute she breaks the kiss pulling away and giving me a sexy smile.
"You keep my little secret and I'll give you the same…favors I give Fitz." She says in a low voice.
"Favors? Fitz? What's going on?" I ask confused.
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