Tristan POV continued
She looked amazing when she came back out of the room, but why the hell had she taken off her shirt? Her toned stomach and butterfly belly ring drew me in like a moth to a flame. What am I thinking? I'm way better than this. I mean, for God's sake! I'm a Dugrey for crying out loud. I should be the one in control of this situation. She's just some good lay with prominent names in society, so what. I'm master of these games and I will not be beaten by a newbie to the school. I'll show her.
Looking around I caught a busty blonde checking me out. Smirking to myself I gave her a slow wink and I inclined my head back, giving her an invitation to join me. I can't say I was surprised when I saw her almost faint, I mean, I am God after all and when God invites you to join him and his friends you know your something special, completely false, but still, they didn't need to know that. As she neared me I snaked my arm round her waist and pulled her towards me and placed a soft kiss on her neck. Oh yeah….. She'd do nicely for getting back at Rory. Glancing back up I saw that Rory had an amused look on her face as she met my eyes before she turned to Finn and whispered something in his ear.
Rory POV
For crying out loud! I'm way better than this! It's not like this is the first time that I've played this game; the game of fuck um and leave um. The game where the ultimate goal is to break them down so thoroughly, that there is no light at the end of the tunnel. So why is he getting to me?…… Forget this!... There is no way I'm going to be the broken one here. If he wants to play games then he's met his match. It's pretty obvious that he's trying to make me jealous by inviting the blonde over, but I can fight fire with fire, only I hit a little close to home. Tristan has no idea what I'm capable of, but if he plays his cards right, he will be.
Normal POV
Rory leaned over to Finn and whispered,
"So…. You wanna go have some fun with Jess' car?"
She smirked at Finn, before throwing a glance Jess' way and making her way back out the school's car park, swaying her hips so the guys got a glimpse of her butt and hips.
Finn almost ran over a couple of late stragglers in his haste to catch up to Rory. No way was he going to miss this opportunity of getting to know Rory better, even if it was over something like trashing Jess' beloved car.
To say Rory intrigued Finn was an understatement. It appeared to him that she was herself 24/7 and didn't try to be anyone else, which was so different from all the rest of Chilton's student body. Grinning, he slung his arm around Rory's shoulder and the two casually strolled up to Jess' car.
"First things first…. I need to borrow one of his shirts."
Popping the trunk open, Rory took out one of Jess' shirts, removed her jacket leaving her in just her bra from the waist up. Finn's eyes widen comically and his mouth dropped open as he took in Rory's black bra that barely concealed her breasts. Quickly shaking his head to get rid of the impure thoughts he swallowed audibly causing Rory to give him a cheeky wink as she buttoned up the shirt; replacing her tie, little black jacket and school bag.
"Much better. So seeing as were not missing anything important in homeroom, you wanna hang out?" Finn just nodded his head as he tried to regain use of his vocal cords.
Rory and Finn hung out on the hood of Jess' car, just getting to know each other better. Rory had a feeling that Finn had the possibility of becoming as good a friend as Jess. Apart from Jess and surprisingly Colin, Rory felt that Finn was just being himself and wasn't playing a role and she respected that in a person. The two were startled out of their private bubble when the bell for first lesson rung. Signing, they gathered their belongings before joining the hordes of students flooding the hallways. By now, the students had heard about Rory's little run in with not only Miranda, but with Paris as well and they were definitely intrigued. To them Rory was new, so it should have taken her about a week to catch the eyes of Chilton's royalty, but within minutes of walking into the school she had managed to secure a place within Tristan's group and it looked like nothing was going to remove her from the group. They sent looks her way as she passed them and it didn't help that yesterday she was seen kissing Jess and today she was seen with her arms around Finn and his arms around her looking very cosy.
Ignoring the other students the two made their way to their first class, which incidentally they had together, English. Finn informed Rory that the rest of the group also had English with her, as well as Paris and her group and Miranda and her group.
Rory POV
Great. Now I have my favourite class, not only with Tristan, but with Dorothy and her group and the skank and her group. Just my luck. At least Jess and Finn are going to be there and Logan and Colin could be up for keeping me entertained. This is going to be fun. Wonder who'll break first? Me or them?... What am I saying? This is what I live for, so I guess it's defiantly going to be them.
Grinning I made my way into the room wrapped in Finn's arms and the first thing I saw was a pair of his turquoise blue eyes staring straight back at me and those eyes didn't look happy. Smirking inwardly I untangled myself from Finn and walked over to the desk in front of Tristan. I made sure my skirt swished higher than usual as I walked over to the chair and sat down, watching in satisfaction as his eyes followed the skirts movement. I tossed my hair back so it gently brushed his face, leaving him with a scent of cherries and heard a soft groan escape his lips.
Fuck yeah! I am the master of these games and there is no way I'm gonna lose this game.
Normal POV
Tristan was drowning the scent of cherries. He hadn't been able to keep his discontentment of seeing Rory wrapped in another guys arms, even if it was one of his closest friends, out of his eyes. It was made even more worse when he met her eyes and she swayed her hips as she walked towards the desk in front of him, he hadn't been able to stop his eyes from following their movement. And he was rewarded when she sat down he was able to get a glimpse of her lacy black knickers and to add the icing on the cake she had gently brushed his face with her hair leaving him to drown in the scent of cherries.
While the scent was great, it wouldn't have been as damaging to Tristan's resistance if it hadn't brought back memories from last night and this morning. He was a doomed man lost out a sea and the ironic thing, the sea was her eyes; those deep bottomless oceans that would have any person hypnotised with one look and she didn't want him to find safety on the shore.
Tristan POV
Bitch. No matter how hard I try to hate her, I just can't seem to do it completely. Yeah, I do hate her, but I can't stop thinking about her. It's just like Jess described:
"Sure you don't Tris, but if you want me to spell it out for you. Rory's done it again hasn't she. She fucked you till you couldn't tell which way was up and which way was down, then she cast you aside. She fucked your brains out didn't she."
I couldn't stop the soft groan escaping my lips and knew that I was doomed…….. She's a fucking addiction and for the first time in my life I'm the addict, not the addiction.