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Chapter 4

Well, it seems like high school is sure going to be quite the trip. The things that seem to happen at this school have become slightly over dramatic. Not even in Hollywood was there more drama then there is here. For the next three weeks it is the same ole' thing happening over and over again. So after going through these three weeks I came up with some it has become too easy, Quinntana are too easy to fluster. Flustering their feathers has lost its fever. They can be sad and depressed if they'd like but I guess you can say that I'd enjoy some physical contact, surprisingly my "girlfriend" decided she missed me too much and wants to come and visit.

So here I am three weeks into the semester, nothing all that interesting happened. Much of the same old so I wasn't too worried when I saw her upon my door step. Here we are walking into McKinley hand in hand. Sasha took her own ride on the insistence of my girlfriend because we need our "alone time," I didn't holler since that means I was getting some 'TLC', even though it means being teased by Sasha incessantly.

As per usual the student body of McKinley decides that my personal business is their's as well. Small towns have a tendency of sucking, specifically for the fact that everybody hates their own lives so they need to meddle into someone else's. Now I have become the center of attention because someone new is here, my lovely and hot girlfriend.

Most likely this population of students have never seen a girl dress and act as carefree as Ashely. With jeans ripped at both knees, plaid shirt around her waist with a raggedy Nirvana tank top. Black Vans upon her feet and a Michael Kors watch upon her wrist. Her honeycomb blonde hair frames her face with her slate grey eyes behind her signature Ray-Bans. I can't help but enjoy the fact that she's mine, even though I don't consider myself hers, if that makes any sense.

It's a twisted relationship but we do both care for each other, we just aren't in love. We happen to be attracted to each other and are protective towards the other when the time comes. But she does know that I am not into commitment, the idea of being someone's ball and chain sends shivers down my spine, ever since she caught me cheating back in the day. Now we have a somewhat of an understanding therefore nothing that Quinntana will say or do will fuck me over. They seriously need to get out of the small town mind set, not all relationships are as black and white as they think.

Most people around her have a tendency to look at the world as black and white. But sexuality and relationships are more on a continuum than just a type of seesaw. Why people at this school can't seem to think in broader terms is way beyond me.

With all attention on us, Ashely is basking within the attention being offered to her. I can't help but smirk either, the looks upon my fellow classmates faces is quite the instigator. Now I can't help but bask within my own glory that has been bestowed upon me. Once we get to my locker, I can't help but pull Ashely toward the lockers making her back be against the cold metal of the locker. I lean against her as I ghost my lips over hers. I feel the shiver through out her body and I can't help but put my hands upon her quivering hips.

My lips, slowly and daunting, hover over my girlfriend's as I tease her incessantly. She can't take all that much as she crashes mine to hers, I can't help but melt into the embrace. What was I suppose to do, other than comply by meshing my lips against her awaiting ones. I push my body flush against her's as she just lets me.

This control that Ashely gives me, I can't help but feel all the more powerful. It's delicious, just like the tangible delectableness of a Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks. My hands glue to her perfect hips as she arches her back into me. I can't help but enjoy the responses I can illicit from this girl. Every shiver, every moan gives me an intense pulsating force of pleasure. I can't help but want to indulge in an activity that engorges my body with endorphins.

Of course I have become interrupted again with the same condescending tone as before. I can't help but roll my eyes and growl with frustration.

"What the fuck do you two want now?"

With the same usual condescending look the two HBIC are standing their, ruining my fun once again.

"We just want to know what this girl sees in a slut like you."

I very much enjoy the fact that these two really seem to think that their opinion of me matters in any sense. I have half a mind to start laughing but it's too early in the morning for another encounter of the bitchy cheerleader kind. Also, I want to get back to my girl as fast as possible, no need to stretch out this matter. But before I could smother the flame Ashely brings in her own ideas.

"Look here princess, sure I understand that you want to show everybody how much better you are than my girlfriend here. But the actual truth is you're just insecure about who you are, just because Rae know who she is and what she wants doesn't give you the right to act the way you do. I've always felt sorry for girl's like you, who peak in high school. Grow up and act like an actual human being then you might actually be happy for once in your miserable life."

Oh, did I forget to mention that my girlfriend is a literary genuis? Ladies and gentlemen my lovely girlfriend Ashely, yes there are reasons why I keep her around. She's one of the few people who I can actually talk to. That is most likely the reason I have kept her around for so long, she gives me something that I can't find in many other places. It would have been better for us if we would have just stayed friends. I wouldn't of hurt her like I have, but the attraction we have towards each other isn't in the least bit platonic. That's just one serious fuck you, isn't it?

With that we left, on with our boring and uneventful day of high school remedial classes. I'm almost done with all of this aren't I? Time to trudge on with this day, trying to get through yet another day of the mundane, thankfully I have Ashely by my side.

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