Hey guys! Just a warning, there will be sexual activity in this chapter.


Chapter 7

Drake's PoV

I don't get it. How, no...why am I so drawn to her? Akira's appearance isn't all that much. I mean, she's hot but she isn't a model. However, if she worked at it, the girl might be able to accomplish that. I mean, she's all around well rounded. Her butt's a good size, a breasts are probably a B-Cup or maybe a C, which is perfectly fine. Nothing is too large or too small. Her skin doesn't have any flaws, and she's got great eyes(like I care). And her hair is a long length, which happens to be good for my taste.

But she doesn't seem like the exciting type, at least not in bed. Besides, she isn't throwing herself at me like Katia. In a way I like Katia being a slut. Means I can do whatever I want to her without it being called rape. I mean, the way she acts is practically begging for it.

But the farther away someone is the more you want them. It's the same with cars, cards and artifacts. The fewer models of the car they have, the more you want to buy that car. The less they want you, the more you want them.

But still. I've never tried so hard with a girl. I've never texted them and watched them. It's not love, never happening. It's just interest. An experiment. Besides, once I have her the draw will probably end. Too bad for Akira, that is if she falls for me. But you know, I like the chase. Just like all other predators.

Class ended quickly. Since I passed a test for History in flying colors, I chose an extra elective. Typing. Boring as fuck.

Anyways, that class ended quickly, lucky me, and so then I went to art. But there was like a fifteen minute break, so I met up with Katia.


"Hey Hisoka, I just wanted to-" I blinked out. Blah, blah, blah, last night was awesome; I know from your pleasurable screams.

I mean, she's acting like this is her first time. Oh shit. Is this her first time. "Wait, Katia, are-were- you a virgin?" I interrupted.

She blushed immediately, and then slowly nodded. That certainly surprised me. It doesn't really matter to me, but usually sluts are, you know, sluts.

She certainly fit the part. Oh well, she should've chose a more caring character for her first. Now time for her second.

Inside the P.E. hall was a one-room bathroom. I clicked on the fan and shoved her down on the floor. Sadly for her, she got and injury. The cut was like an immediate draw, and I couldn't help from taking it in. I withdrew from placing in poison. I couldn't have Katia die on me, now could I?

Ripping her cloths of easily, we crashed into a passionate kiss. Scratch that, lustful. I don't do 'passionate'. I didn't feel like bothering with pleasuring her, so I got to unzipping.

Normally I'd make her do a blowjob or a handjob or something, but I was in a rush.

Already hard, I easily plunged into her. The girl screeched a bit, before we were both panting. Since she'd just lost her virginity a couple hours ago, she was still tight.

But it was over quickly. When I don't get too much excitement, I don't try and enjoy it too long. She was alright, but she didn't really add anything to the equation.

I left her to pick her tossed cloths off the floor.


Almond's PoV

A couple kids came into class followed by Hisoka, who glided in simply. He had a bored look at his face, and took the chair behind me. Three minutes later, class and Katia arrived.

The first thing I noticed was her flushed face. Her lipstick was a little spear and she looked like she'd just ran around the track field five times. Then, there was her cloths. It seemed like she'd changed and hurriedly put the pair of clothing on. And finally I saw her elbow. A gash was stuck on it, but it was clear and pretty much healed. I swear I hadn't seen that this morning.

She glanced at her boyfriend, her face got even redder(if possible), and then sat down in the back, straightening herself.

I flipped out my phone.

What the hell is wrong with you?

With me? What's wrong with you, we're in the middle of class!

Oh cut the crap, what did you do to Katia?

Um, nothing.

She has a temporary scar that wasn't there this morning.

You sure? Maybe you need to have your eyes checked.

I looked back at my friend. I searched everywhere but there wasn't anything on her. I'd seen it, I knew I had!

What...

See. Nothing there.

Still. She looked like her cloths were ripped off.

Oh, that's because they were.

You had sex in the middle of school?!

Chill, it was like...two minutes long.

And you left her without another pair of cloths? Where? When? Why?!

Um, yes. In a bathroom. Twelve minutes ago. Because she's my girlfriend.

She's not a slave, or an unpaid prostitute!

Yeah, and you're not my parol officer. Fuck off.

I wasn't angry myself. But I had to be for Akira's sake. Acting was hard, and annoying. But I looked back and Hisoka looked pissed. He was drawing on the paper, which was actually really good; it was like a snake or something.

That's when I heard a scream. There was like a 4 foot long diamondback snake slithering onto the window sill. The teacher was telling us to calm down, that it couldn't get fixed.

That's when Hisoka got up. He practically threw his desk, and then raced out of the classroom. That's when I noticed the drawing. It was a diamondback.