"What was that about?" Owen asked her.

"What?"

"Why did you encourage Jake to take out Jenna."

"Because he hates spending money. He probably just wanted to make out for free."

Owen laughed. She's such a sneaky bitch.


Drew thought this band was really good. He hadn't bothered to listen to them. He just heard Katie mention them a couple of times. If he knew they could inspire such dancing from Bianca, he would have listened to them a long time ago. Bianca turned so they were facing each other. Drew didn't know what came over him. He grabbed her and they kissed. Bianca was surprised at first, but she kissed him back, pulling on his hair. She wanted to kiss him forever, but the show was almost over. They broke apart. This would be the last song of the night. They danced together, grinding intently on one another. She knew how to excite him, and she got as much passion as she could out of a four minute song. When they band was done, they stayed there, her hand in his.

They had to go get her coat. As they waited in line, a guy passed them. "You're a lucky man. Your girl is hot!" Drew liked the sound of it, even if it wasn't true. He looked at her, wanting to know what she was feeling. "Can we talk?"

"When we're outside. It's so loud in here."

They got her coat and they made it to the street. "That was amazing."

"I love Vampire Weekend," Bianca told him.

"I meant kissing you, but the band was good too."

"Drew, look…."

"If you don't want me back, just say so."

"No, I want you back. I just, can't be the second fiddle. You have to leave Katie, for good, not going back and forth. I don't want to be a side girl."

"You're no side girl. You're the only girl. I'll break up with her tomorrow; I promise. It's you Bianca. It's always been you."

She pulled him and kissed him. They locked lips for what felt like seconds, but was several minutes. A car honked at them and gave the couple a thumbs up! They smiled. They got it right this time. Drew had to get her home. "I have to thank Clare," she told him on the way back.

"Why?"

"She told me to get this corset. She told me to try and get you back. She told me to go to the concert with you."

"I need to thank her too." Drew hadn't been this happy in a long time, maybe ever. He kissed BIanca good night and then went home.


Owen got Clare to his house. He got her a glass of wine and had her wait downstairs. He decorated his room for her, bringing out his mother's candles that he stole, some aromatics and he even got silk sheets, not that she knew he got them for her. He put on some Miles Davis and went back to Clare. He slipped Tristan $20 to keep everyone out the house when he brought her back tonight. He roped Mom and Dad into going to some theatre convention with him.

He led her up to his room. Clare was wondering what the fuss was about. She just saw his room. When she got there though, her breath was taken. "It's beautiful."

"All for you baby."

He painted a starry sky on a mural that he put on the ceiling, so it would be like a skylight, with the candles and the music, the room was serene. Clare ditched her jeans and sat on his bed. "I want you."

He smiled. He knew she would be his and now he could claim her. He pulled her into his arms, roaming her body with her hands, kissing her everywhere he could before he took off her teddie. He kissed her chest, arms, stomach, back, thighs, calves. Clare couldn't keep up as he tenderly pressed his hot lips to her flesh, searing her skin. His hands were like little hot pokers, keeping her hot and bothered. He took a good look at her. "You're fucking gorgeous."

She smiled. She felt so sexy with him.

He took off her bra, giving her body the same treatment with his lips and fingers, but now he had new territory. He did the same thing when her thong came off. He bit her ass, affectionately. "It's mine." She blushed. He knelt in front of her and began to pleasure her with his fingers and tongue. She was very wet from his earlier treatment and it didn't take long for her to cum, hard. He kept going, getting one more orgasm before she pulled away. "You make me feel so good."

Owen was still dressed. He was too busy enjoying Clare to notice, but she noticed. She started unbuttoning his shirt in record time. She yanked off his jeans, leaving him in his boxers. She straddled him. "Have me." He could feel her heat on his cock. She was ready for him. He pulled off his boxers. This was the first time Clare saw him naked, other than their shower, but she was distracted by his ministrations at the time. He had an amazing ass. She wanted to hit it. She gave him a squeeze instead.

He got in between her legs and began to kiss her neck. "This is going to hurt, but I will do my best to take care of you."

He took out a condom and rolled it on, leaving a bit of space at the top, so it didn't break when he was done. He kissed her thighs and nipped them, getting her to spread her legs. He rubbed her clit a little bit, trying to keep her excited. His hands found her hips and he slowly began to push. She felt fine at first, but then he met resistance. He knew this would be the hard part. He pinched her nipple, causing her to gasp and he rubbed her as he pushed his way inside. She winced. This wasn't fun. He would stop and go until he could get all of the way in. He started chewing on her nipple, knowing how good it felt for her as he held in place. Once she relaxed a bit, he slowly withdrew. His thrusts were short and slow. He was just getting her used to being filled. She hurt but he was pleasing her at the same time. He would switch nipples, kiss her neck, and chew on her lower lip as he kissed her softly. Her arms were wrapped around him. She held him close as he claimed her. His thrusts became deeper and faster. The music got faster with him. Clare looked up. The mural was beautiful. Owen was such a good painter. She kissed him softly.

"I love you," she whispered as he had her. She didn't know how or why, but he was her everything.

"I love you more," he said as her bit down on her neck. He left a mark, but he didn't care. She was his and the world could jump off a cliff if they minded.

Clare was feeling better, but she was still in pain. Owen came and then he withdrew from her. He didn't want to, but their first time was done. He had made her a woman, his woman. He held her to his chest. "How are you feeling?"

"Amazing." She had her lover in her arms. How else could she feel?

Tristan sent a text. "Will be back in 30 minutes or so." He did good, Owen thought. His parents didn't care if they had sex, but he wanted Clare to have privacy, which meant no Milligans or Tristan's ratchet friends nosing around.

They cuddled until Clare got a call from her mother. "Time to come home, Clare!"

"Yes mother."

"I wish I could stay the night."

They got dressed and Owen drove her home. She gave him her ring. "You earned it, and I guess I'm no longer a tease."

"You still are." He kissed her and he went home.

Clare came inside. "What took so long?"

"I was having fun!" Clare went upstairs. Jake was in his room. He dropped of Jenna early because she wanted to go to the carnival and buy all this shit. He wasn't paying for that!


Saturday

Drew went to Katie's house. She was out. He waited for her to come home. "Drew, what are you doing here?"

"Can we talk?"

She let him inside. "We can go to my room." He followed her up.

"I don't know how to say this…."

"If it's about Marisol, then you need to get over it. She's my BEST friend."

"It's not Marisol, but we need to break up."

"What?"

"I'm breaking up with you."

"I got that. WHY?"

"My heart belongs to someone else."

"You cheated on me."

"No," he lied. "But she told me how she felt, and I feel the same way. She wanted me to end it first, so she wouldn't be the other girl."

"WHO!"

"Bianca."

"Again?"

"We never stopped liking each other. Things just got complicated."

"You're dumping me for her."

"It's your own fault anyway." He shouldn't have said it, but it was true.

"How is it my fault?"

"If you hadn't blown me off for Marisol, I would have taken you to the concert and not her."

"You took her to Vampire Weekend."

"Should I have gone alone?"

"GET OUT!"

"Gladly."

Clare woke up. She slept in her teddie. She felt good. She texted Bianca. "How was the concert?"

Bianca had been sleeping. She saw the message. "Great! I'll tell you over lunch."

Clare suggested 1PM at this sandwich shop.

"Done."

When it was noon, Clare got up, took a shower and put on a simple, cotton dress. SHe put on some leggings and got ready to go. She could walk there from her house. Drew saw her on the way. "Hop in!"

"Where are you going?"

"To Bianca's house."

"She won't be there."

"Why?"

"We're getting sandwiches."

"Can I come?"

"Sure, but there will be girl talk."

"I'm okay with that."

They pulled in. They were a bit early since Clare had timed her departure for a walk. They grabbed a table in the back and got drinks. They would wait for Bianca before getting food.

"How was your night?" Drew smirked.

"We can't start without Bianca."

"Oh! What do we talk about then?"

Clare didn't know. "Can you explain hockey to me, like at Owen's next game? I don't really know what's going on when I watch it. I just like watching Owen hit people and throw punches."

"Your his girlfriend. That's pretty much your job. I can explain to you the rules if you want though."

"That would be good. He really likes hockey, so I feel like I should learn something."

"Is he going to start reading for you because I will pay to see it."

"He has an artistic side."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Don't tell him I told you. I think he hides it."

"Well it would be bad for his reputation."

"I don't see why. I think it's sexy."

Bianca appeared."Is it official?"

Drew smiled at her. "It is. Katie blew a gasket."

"Did she now?"

"You're worth it."

"I know."

"I want to know."

Bianca recounted the dinner and the concert. Clare, of course, wanted to hear all about the kissing. Drew told them both about the breakup. "She was so pissed."

"Well that's what she gets for being a bitch and blowing you off for a bigger bitch," retorted Clare.

Bianca laughed. "Saint Clare swearing!"

"I"m no saint anymore." She showed off her hand, no ring.

"You two did it!" Drew exclaimed.

"Yep and it was very romantic, but don't tell anyone I told you or else he'll get mad and deny it." Clare described the candles, the music the silk sheets. She didn't mention the painting. If it was his secret, then fine.

"He got silk sheets?" Drew was confused.

"He also told me he loved me."

"Aw! Clare is in love."

"I am, and all of this time, I didn't even know him at all."

"How did he get you so fast?" Drew asked her. Bianca slapped his arm.

"He makes me feel safe and scared at the same time, like he won't let anyone hurt me, but I want him so badly that it scares me sometimes. I have never felt lust like that before." She was blushing.


Owen was at home, painting Clare from memory. It was a nude portrait and she looked exquisite. He wasn't sure if she would be able to keep it in her room, but he wanted her to have it anyway. Her beauty needed to be captured, immortalized. Tristan knew that a black rag on the door handle meant he was painting and don't disturb him and a red one meant I have a girl in her, fuck off! Tristan left him alone. Owen was a tempermental painter.

"Mom, he's painting. He's not going to want to come to lunch."

"He needs to eat."

"We can bring him back food. You know his moods. He starts painting and won't get up for hours."

"He's right dear," said Dad. "Let's just go."

Owen used Clare's face range to help him paint. She had plenty of pictures. They were all clothed of course, but he wanted to get her hair and face just right too. He would love it if she could model, but he'd have to teach her to stay still for a long time, and he'd have to resist the urge to fuck her senseless.

Bianca was teaching Clare to dance at her house. She used Drew as a teaching model. "Stand in front of him and do this." They started with basic counts and how to move to the beat. Clare was good at that. Then came the hip movement. Clare felt a little silly. Bianca grabbed her hips and guided them. Clare started to get it. Next came, learning to body roll. This took a lot of work, but Clare came out able to strut her stuff.

Drew was impressed as Clare was grinding on him. "Owen is going to love this!"

"I hope so."

"Has he called?" Bianca asked him.

"No. He'll call me to tell me when he's picking me up."

"For the party?" Drew added.

"Yeah."

It was time for Owen to let the canvas dry. He would add detail work later. He went downstairs. His mother left a note. They went to lunch, were bringing him back some meat and vegetable depending on what they had that day. He called Clare.

"Hey Baby."

"Hi Owen."

"How are you feeling?"

"I feel good, but I miss you."

"You want more tonight."

"I think I'm up for that."

He grinned. "The party starts at 8, which means no one will really get there until 9, so why don't we get there at like 9:15."

"Alright. Want to pick me up around 8, then we can spend some time together beforehand."

"Are you teasing me?"

"Maybe. Maybe I'll please you instead."

"Bye, Sexy."

"Bye Owen."

"Maybe you'll please him instead?" Drew looked at her.

"There's no maybe. Definitely," Bianca retorted.

"He says I'm a tease."

"You are. Wearing those sexy outfits, causing guys to drool and their heads to want to blow up and then having a purity ring to top it off." Drew was messing with her, mostly.

"Well the ring's gone."

"But you're still a tease."

Drew took Clare home. "See you tonight." Clare went inside.


"Who was that?" Helen asked her.

"It was just Drew, Adam's older brother."

"You hung out with Adam."

"No. His brother just gave me a ride home. I was hanging out with Bianca."

"Who?"

"She's a friend from school. He's her boyfriend."

Jake perked up from the couch. "I thought he was Katie's boyfriend."

"He dumped her for Bianca."

"When?"

"This morning."

"You all move fast." Helen commented.

"Carpe Diem."

Jenna and Alli got ready for the party. "How was Jake's birthday dinner?"

"It was nice," Jenna said, "except for Clare and Owen."

"She brought Owen."

"Yeah."

"He's so gross! Why is she even with him?"

"She must have been horny because she makes out with him like a slut."

"Well, that's probably all he's good for."

The girls laugh. "I have Jake now. He's a real catch."

"Dave's good too."

Katie and Marisol were getting ready for the party as well.

"I can't believe he dumped me for that skank!"

"I can. He's a player and she's a ho."

"I could just kick her ass."

"Don't bother. They'll break up soon enough."

"I'll never take him back, ever."

"Don't you never should have dated him."

Owen was content with his work. He left it to dry and went to get Clare. She had on a grey tank top, which her boobs were trying to escape and a black skirt.

"You're not wearing pants?"

"Easier access," she said with a smile.

"You're such a tease."

"You love it."

He took her to his house and promptly led her upstairs, red rag on the door. Clare put on some music. He had Velvet Underground.

"You like classic rock?"

"Yeah. Why is it too impure for me?"

"Not at all. It's sexy." He pulled her into a kiss. She moaned against him. They fell on the bed, teasing each other with their hands. Clare started to strip him. He returned the favor and they got naked quickly. She lied down and spread her legs for him.

He covered her in kisses and began nibbling on her nipples. "GOD OWEN!"

"I like that," he said, releasing her nipple. "GOD OWEN, in charge of Clare's orgasms."

She snickered. He went to her other nipple and proceeded to nip his way all over her body. She was sopping now. He reached a finger in. "Are you still sore?"

"Not very much, barely at all."

He grinned. He could be rougher today. He started to lick and probe her. He got in three fingers easily and he licked her clit until she came. "FUCK! FUCK! FUU-UU-UUU-CK!" He cleaned her up with his tongue and had a big grin. "God Owen has spoken," he said in a deep voice. She slapped his chest playfully. He put on another condom and knelt on his forearms, positioning himself to grind her clit against his pubic bone as he took her. He slid into her. He could go in quickly this time. "GOD!" he reached the hilt. She was a bit tender when he was all the way in. He thrusted in and out, starting slowly but picking up speed.

"Cum for me," he hissed as he kissed her neck, biting her shoulder.

Clare closed her eyes and began to grind against him. He felt fucking good. "OWEN!"

"I love it when you scream my name." He thrusted harder and harder, eliciting more "Owens!" from Clare. He was losing control. Her moans and cries made him so horny that he couldn't help but thust harder and faster. Clare was going over the edge. "FUCK!" She started to cum. He grabbed her hips and pulled her on top. He thrusted, making her boobs bounce as he took her. "Grind your hips baby."

Clare did a great job. Bianca's dancing lessons were a big help.

"FUCK!" Owen hissed. He pulled her nipple into his mouth and chewed on it. That was enough for Clare and she came again. He followed suit.

They collapsed on the bed and cuddled. She kissed him. "Let's shower."

He grinned and led her there. He had a towel for her in his room this time. They washed each other tenderly and then he got a hard on. Clare knelt down and sucked him. He came all over her face, knowing the shower would clean her after. "You look sexy," he told her as he dripped off her face.

They got dressed and then they went to the party. Drew was already there. He helped Luke and Dallas set up and he brought Bianca.

"Where's Katie?" Dallas asked him.

"I dumped her this morning. She's probably on the rebound."

He smirked. "You don't mind?"

"Please. If it gets her off my back, have her."

Bianca kissed Drew. "Hey Baby."

Drew grabbed her hips."You're perfect."

"I know."

People started to appear. Some of the Ice Hounds came first with some booze donations. They had plenty of that, but they might be short on mixers. Drew texted Owen, asking if he could pick some up. Owen said he had it. He and Clare stopped at 7-11 and he got coke and oj. That should do it.

Alli and Jenna got to the party together. Dave was there, but Jake hadn't arrived yet. Eli was there with Tori. He was kind of bored with her, but she was easy. Cam was with Maya. They were cute together.

Owen arrived with the mixers. Clare was at his side. She bought cookies in case people needed to snack on something. Bianca hugged her when she arrived and promptly took the cookies. Clare laughed. Jenna saw her and leered, not that Clare saw her.

The party was on. People were drinking, dancing. Reese showed up. Drew went to see what goodies he brought for the party. Katie and Marisol showed up. Drew was helping Dallas restock the beer, and she thought for a second that he didn't show up, but then she saw Bianca. Katie wanted to slap her, but Marisol told her not to." Lie with a dog and you get fleas. Just let her embarrass herself."

Wesley was on the music. He had the nice speakers, and he said he'd bring them if he could do the music. It gave him a chance to meet a bunch of girls without having to talk too much. Clare suggested some songs for him to play later in the night. He put them on the list. She looked hot! Even if she was taken, he could still look, as long as Owen couldn't see him.

Clare saw Owen and pulled him onto the dance floor. She had some moves. Owen grabbed her hips and pulled her onto him. Bianca and Drew were dancing nearby. "Let's put on a show," Bianca whispered to Clare. She grinned. This would be fun. "Stay the Night," by Zedd started to play. As the music got faster, so did they. Clare moved her hips faster and faster, throwing in an occasional body roll. She turned around, throwing her leg over Owen's hip as she arched her back, seducing him on the dance floor. This was surprising for many reasons.

Since when was Bianca back with Drew? Since when could Clare dance like that? People were used to seing Bianca dance, but they were surprised to see Clare's new moves. The guys thought it was hot. Alli and Jenna thought it was trashy. Alli was not amused when he saw Dave checking her out. He tried to play it off, but he was so busted. Owen was too busy getting extremely aroused to notice that all of the eyes awere on Clare or Bianca.

After Stay the Night, came Holiday by Vampire Weekend. This is what Clare told Wesley to play. This was the song that played when Drew kissed Bianca. This time, she turned around and kissed him. She still managed to dance with his lips attached to hers. They didn't break through out the entire song. Katie was livid. Owen preferred to neck Clare as they danced. "You are such a fucking tease," he hissed into her ear. She could feel his erection.

"I'll take care of you baby."

"I didn't bring any condoms," he told her.

"I took some from your room and put them in my purse."

"Good girl."

She spun around and kissed him roughly. Adam couldn't believe that his friend, well former friend, was acting like this. She went from an innocent girl to a total whore in less than a week. There was no way she got this easy this fast. Who knows how long he had been cheating on Eli.

Dallas made his move. He had Luke chat with Marisol while he went for Katie. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Can you make me a screwdriver?" Dallas returned. He noticed Katie staring at Bianca.

"You know Drew's an idiot, right."

"Tell me about it."

"His loss, my gain." Dallas was cocky but he was a hockey player. He probably had a nice body under that sweater. Katie downed her drink.

"Whoa!"

"I can take care of myself."

"I'm sure you can. It doesn't mean I don't want to take care of you anyway."

"And why's that?"

"Because I like you."

"Since when."

"Since for a while, but you had a dumb baboon in the way."

"I had him in the way!"

"Well I didn't set you up with him." Their banter was amusing at least.

Jake finally arrived. Jenna ran up to him. "Where have you been?"

"Was I supposed to get her at a certain time?"

"You missed the porno," Alli told him, still seething.

Clare and Owen slowed down. They looked pretty cute together. He took her to get some water. Adam was with Becky. She didn't know why the party had to be here. She would have just stayed upstairs but couples kept running around up there trying to get a room.

Clare was by herself when Dallas approached her. "Damn, I didn't know you could dance like that!"

"Bianca's been teaching me," she confessed.

"She should teach all girls how to dance like that! The world would be a better place."

"I'll be sure to put that in her speech when she runs for the UN." Dallas could be funny, in his piggish kind of way.

Owen came back to his lady. "He's not bothering you is he."

"No. I conceded defeat a long time ago. Clare turned me down, and I thought it was because she didn't like jocks."

"Owen's a special guy. I didn't see it at first, and now I don't know how I ever missed it."

He kissed her. "You're pretty amazing yourself."


Jay Z's "Tom Ford" came on. Clare brought Owen back to dance, not that he was complaining. Clare was ready to boogie. Owen's arms were on her stomach, just under her breasts as she started to bump and grind on him. He only made it between a few songs, before he hissed in his ear. "Where's your purse?" She went and grabbed it. They went upstairs. He grabbed her at the top of the staircase, kissing her as he held her. He opened a door and carried her inside. He kicked the door shut and locked it. He set Clare on the bed. She took off her panties before he could rip them, and he dropped his pants. She put the condom on him and leaned back. Owen got her on her hands and knees. She was ready for him. He plunged into her. "FUCK!" she cried. He was deeper inside of Clare than he had been before and it felt really good. He began to pound. He needed her right now. She closed her eyes and moaned as he groped her breasts.

"FUCK CLARE!" he hissed as he thrusted. "You've been a fucking tease all night." His eyes were dark and lust-driven. He needed to feel her hot pussy tighten around his dick. She felt amazing. He wasn't going to last very long, not the way she had been grinding on him earlier. He began to rub her clit. He got her to climax and then he let go. "FUCK!" After they caught their breath, they got dressed and left the room.


A few minutes later, Becky and Adam went to his room. She needed a break. "Why is your bed all lumpy?" Some one had been in here. No a couple had been his bed. He took off his sheets and stuck them in the wash.

Adam was pissed. "Where's Drew!"

"Sucking off Bianca's face," said Luke, laughing. Adam went to his brother's room. The door was locked. He and Bianca were making out on his bed. She started to take off his pants. He lifted his hips as she got them off him. "Want me to take care of you," she asked.

"Ladies first," he said. he pulled down her panties and began to devour her. She threw her head back. This felt really nice. She wasn't used to guys putting her first, or putting pleasuring her on the list at all.

Dallas was making out with Katie in his room. She had a few more screwdrivers and she was thinking about a screw for herself. Dallas was just getting under her shirt when Marisol came running in. They broke apart.

"There you are. I was worried you were carted off by a goon."

"She's fine."

"I'll see about that."

No wonder Drew dumped Katie; who needs her sidekick Bitchy McBitch. After the girls, skedaddled, Dallas locked his door and saw Adam standing outside Drew's door. "He's not going to come out for a while. What is it?"

"What is it? I went to find my girlfriend and when we got back to my room, someone had been fucking in my bed!"

"It wasn't him, and it wasn't me. My sheets are clean if you and Becky want to do stuff."

"That's not the point. I already put my sheets in the wash. I just don't want Drew's friends in my room."

"There's a lot of people here. It could have just been a random hookup."

Clare and Owen were making out on a love seat. She was straddling him, grinding against him as he groped her behimd. Jake was trying to talk to Jenna but she was too busy staring. "Am I boring you?" he asked her.

"No, why?"

"Because you keep staring at Clare and Owen like they're more interesting than me."

"You're not boring. She's just trashy."

"It's just making out."

"You should have seen them dancing."

""I did! What's the big deal!" This girl had a baby, and she's judging Clare for grinding?

"You don't think she's trashy."

"She's my step-sister. We try to be nice to each other."

"You think she's nice."

"She got me cookies and she helped make my birthday dinner with her mom. That was nice."

Jenna sighed.

Tori and Eli were making out too, but no one called them trashy, even though her bra was filled with cotton balls.

Bianca and Drew rejoined the party once they were done in his room. He locked the door, just in case a couple tried to hook up in there.

Drew went to get Bianca a drink. She heard Alli say loudly. "She even kisses like a pornstar."

Clare and Owen were in their own world. Bianca said, "jealous because you can't get any?"

Clare and Owen broke apart. "Ignore her Bianca. She's just bitter and unhappy." Clare went right back to kissing Owen!

"Excuse me! Slut!"

"Clare's not a slut and neither am I. Just because we can satisfy our boyfriends, and you can't doesn't make us sluts."

"You don't have a boyfriend. You have Katie's boyfriend."

"You judge me and say I'm the slut, but what did you to get with Johnny? Fuck him in the ravine and sext him nudies of yourself. You use sex to get guys too, you're just not good at it. Get over yourself Alli."

The crowd was all ears for this one.

"I can say you're the slut. You stole Drew from me," Katie hissed, drunk as shit.

"I didn't steal him. He came running." Why wouldn't he? You're a crazy bitch.

Oh! Shit! Drew came back. He brought Bianca a drink. "Hey Baby."

"Hey Baby. How long did it take Bianca to get in your pants? 2 hours?" Katie was yelling.

"Don't be jealous of Bianca. You had your chance and you wanted to spend all your time with Marisol. It's almost like you two are sleeping together. Is that it? You just dated me for a cover?"

"You asshole." Katie stormed off. Dallas saw his chance for a revenge hookup. He went after Katie again.

Adam came by with a beer.
Clare finally came up for air. "I want another drink."

"I'll make it for you." Owen got up.

"I'm surprised you could go that long without air," Bianca complimented her.

"We shared."

Owen came back with rum and coke for Clare and a water for himself. Adam, Jenna and Alli started talking.

"When did Clare become such a whore?" Adam started

"It's Owen," Alli insisted. "Ever since she dumped poor Eli, she's been throwing herself at that jerk."

Jenna was ranting. She didn't even notice how pissed Jake was that she was spending all of her time on Clare and Owen and not him. He looked around. Maybe he could find a new girl.

As the bitter bitch trio, complained about Clare and Bianca, the two happy couples went off on their own. They sat outside, passing a joint around.

"What do you think they're talking about?" Bianca asked Clare.

"Probably about how bitter they are that we're happy and they're not. I'm Alli and I am with Dave and he's not as cute as Drew but he will do since he takes me places and buys me stuff" Clare whispered in a snooty voice. Bianca laughed.

"Let me try. I'm Adam and I have a girlfriend who lectures me on all my sins and won't even go to second base." Drew and Owen laughed at that.

"I'm Slutty McMiddelton, and my pussy is too tired from fucking all of Clare's exes. I gave them all herpes. She better not take them back."

Bianca was in hysterics now.

They smoked and laughed and just didn't care about any of the drama.

"Who are they to judge me for leaving Eli?" Clare ranted, stoned out of her mind. "He put me through all kinds of crap, fighting Fitz at every turn, crashing his car, writing a crazy play about me and I decided to give up that hot mess for a great guy and they decide I'm a cheating slut and Owen's some kind of jerk, fuck them!"

"You said it. I'm not a homewrecker," Bianca added.

"Of course not. You just know how to have fun, unlike those pretend-to-be-prude bitches. Drew left Katie for you. Good. Katie's a stuck up bitch."

"I like it when you're stoned," Drew told Clare. She was pretty funny.

Owen had to get Clare home. Drew and Bianca went back inside

"Do you have any shame?" Adam slurred at Bianca as he chugged another beer.

"What's with you, Bro?" Drew didn't like the way Adam was looking at his girlfriend.

Adam just walked away. Alli however did not. "Maybe he doesn't like you dating a slut."

"He put up with you, Backwoods Bhandari!"

Drew took Bianca to his room for the night. Dallas got Katie back to the party and they went down to his room. Katie was drunk and bitter. She was good for a fuck. Jake left alone. He was done with Jenna. Dave dropped off Alli. He thought about what Bianca said. What did Alli ever do for him?

Clare had to spend all Sunday volunteering at the church with her mother. She noticed Clare's ring wasn't on and waited until they got home to confront her.

"Where's your ring?"

"I left it at Owen's house."

"Oh. Well, I'm sure he'll bring it on Monday."

Clare didn't clarify that she gave him the ring to have since the pledge was null and void.

Monday

Owen was cranky. He got no Clare time on Sunday and had to spend all day Monday listening to dumb assholes bitch over nonsense instead of fucking her senseless. All day, he heard people go on about Owen and how he was no good for Clare. She chose him damn it; now deal with it.

Clare got sick of the bullshit from Jenna, Alli and Adam. The rumors they were spreading were Owen and Clare had been hooking up behind Eli's back for weeks and just now decided to date openly. Clare wanted to do something crazy, something that would really shut them up!

At lunch, Drew, Bianca, Owen and Clare all sat together. They got all of the stares and snide remarks. Owen wanted to hit them all, but Clare kept him at ease. "At the end of the day, I belong to you. Nothing some losers say about us behind our backs or to our faces is going to change that." Owen had a smile on his face. She did belong to him. He wanted her and he took her, simple as that.

Owen saw Adam on his way to class. "I hope your happy. I'm out of a best friend because of you."

"Did you ever think that you're out of a best friend because you're a dick. Instead of being happy for your friend because she was happy, you shut her out, and now she realizes she's too good for your bitch ass, so nice work, idiot."

Owen couldn't believe that guy. What an asshole! For the rest of the day, Owen dealt with bullshit students hissing at him, saying shit they know nothing about. Bianca would threaten them, and they would flinch, but then the same bullshit again. Class was over. Owen was ready to punch a locker. Instead, Clare grabbed him and kissed him. He pinned her against the locker. She started to pant. Her leg hugged his waist and he was dry humping her, at first. He got very hard. "You fucking tease," he hissed into her ear. He whispered so only she could hear, a crowd had been forming. apparently watching Clare and Owen hook up was an exciting event at Degrassi.

"Have me." His eyes grew dark with the thought. He grabbed a rubber from his jacket pocket, undoing the foil and put it on. Clare didn't say to have her here, but he wanted to make sure this whole fucking school understood she belonged to him, and that he would fuck her anywhere and anytime he damn well pleased. He pushed up her skirt, moving her panties out of the way and he plunged into her. Clare hugged her legs tightly around him.

At first, it still looked like they were only making out, but then the moans started. She closed her eyes, burying her face in his neck as she moaned for more. He pinned her to the locker and began to move his hips back and forth. He picked up speed quickly, going from a slow easy thrust until a full on fuck. Students watched on, trickling in as the show went on, horrified by the debauchery but unable to look away from their brazenness. Even a teacher saw them and did nothing. Adam and Eli walked by. They couldn't believe what they saw. Owen was pounding Clare in public. Eli stopped, unable to look away as his former Blue Eyes was fucked publicly.

Clare didn't try and stifle her moans and grunts. She didn't care who saw her or who heard her. She belonged to Owen and he could do as he liked with her. He started fucking her faster and faster, trying to get her to cry out his name. "Say my name," he hissed into her ear.

"Owen!"

"Louder," He hissed.

"OWEN!" she cried. It wasn't long before she climaxed. They were making a bit of noise, not to mention had a live audience. He pounded her a few more times before he came in her. He set her down, they adjusted their clothes and then they drove off. Let the gossip mill run know. They would all know that Clare belonged to Owen. He made her forget everything else.

The End