Silence Is Still Not Golden-Chapter 6
AN: Sorry I haven't updated in a few weeks, chapter has drinking references, and WAS going to have sexual content but it doesn't so...whatever.
Stephanie took a shower Monday morning, she wasn't very psyched about facing Charles today, and no way could she tell him she liked him.
She got out of the shower and fifteen minutes later entered her bedroom to find something to wear to school.
She put in Britney Spears first album and danced around her room.
"Baby, I'm so into you,
You've got that something,
What can I do?
Baby, you spin me around oh,
The earth is moving,
But I can't feel the ground,
Every time you look at me,
My heart is jumping it's easy to see.
You drive me crazy!
I just can't sleep.
I'm so excited,
I'm in too deep, whoa,
Crazy!
But it feels alright,
Baby thinking of you keeps me up all night.
Tell me, you're so into me,
That I'm the only one you will see, tell me,
I'm not in the blue, oh,
That I'm not wasting, my feelings on you.
Loving you, means so much more,
More than anything I ever felt before!
He drives me crazy, I just can't sleep.
I'm so excited.
I'm in too deep.
Whoa,
Crazy!
But it feels alright,
Thinking of Charles keeps me up all night..."
"Charles?" she heard someone scoff.
Stephanie jumped, Britney was still singing along in the background.
"What?"
"You said "thinking of Charles keeps me up all night" now, I may not be a big Britney fan but I don't think she ever mentions some dude named Charles in that song." Michelle said.
She was wearing a white tank top that had the words "Hey Baby" written on it with red writing with fishnet sleeves and a black mini skirt that had pockets with safety pins along the sides with fishnet tights and a pair of black knee high boots. Her red tips of her hair sprayed along her shoulder and she was wearing a black leather newsboy cap and a red shoulder bag slung over her shoulder along with her black messenger bag that had patches of bands on it.
"Did I seriously...?"
Michelle nodded and then smirked at her and left her bedroom and walked downstairs.
"I doubt dad's going to let you go out of the house dressed like a hooker!!" Stephanie called after her.
She heard Michelle's footsteps coming back upstairs, "He won't know, he left for work early, and I can't leave without you, you're my ride today,"
"I thought you took the bus?"
"I do, but none of my friends are taking it today except Teddy and he's going to be making out with his girlfriend, Rachel in the back anyways,"
"Okay, well it's only 7:30. Let me get dressed," Stephanie said.
Michelle nodded and walked out of her room.
Stephanie walked over to her closet and pulled open the doors.
She put on a red plaid school girl skirt that rode just above her thighs with a camisole top. She put on white thigh high nylons and a pair of red Mary Jane high heels.
"Oh my God, I feel weird," Stephanie said when she looked at herself in the mirror.
She grabbed her glitter lotion and placed it around her face, neck, and around her collar bone.
She applied cherry red lip gloss to her lips and smacked them together twice.
She sprayed on her perfume and double checked her hair which had been spiral curled.
She grabbed a red blazer that was hanging in her closet and slid it onto her shoulders and then grabbed her purse, sunglasses, and messenger bag and then walked downstairs.
It was 7:45.
Michelle saw her and she whistled, "You look so sexy, Steph," she said.
"Michelle." Stephanie warned.
"It's true," Michelle said with a smile.
Stephanie rolled her eyes and grabbed a doughnut out of the box on the kitchen counter and then grabbed a bottle of water.
"Have you had something to eat?" Stephanie asked.
"I made toast,"
Stephanie nodded and ate her doughnut, she took a swig out of her water bottle and then she and Michelle left.
Stephanie walked down the hallway heading to homeroom.
Since she had arrived fifteen minutes earlier she had been spanked on the butt twice, whistled at three times, glared at by cheerleaders four times, and had had her friends gaping at her once.
She walked towards Charles' locker. He was standing there getting out his notebook.
"Hey Charles," Stephanie said with a smile.
"Hey Steph how are...whoa," Charles said turning around and gaping at what she was wearing.
"Yeah, I know, I overdid it for like some unknown reason," she said with a smile.
Actually there is a reason and he's standing right in front of me. Oh god, here we go again. Let the good times roll.
Charles laughed and slammed his locker door shut as the two walked to homeroom together.
"Not necessarily," he started, "I like it, it's nice, cool, edgy, and hot and sexy,"
Stephanie blushed, "So uh, ready for that math test we have in two hours?" Stephanie asked sarcastically.
"Oh God, don't remind me," Charles groaned.
Stephanie laughed and began her day.
Stephanie's cell phone vibrated against her in her purse just as the final bell went off and every body began to head to their lockers and leave the school.
"Hello?"
"Steph, it's me, Michelle, don't need a ride, catching one with Aaron's brother, tell dad I'm studying at Lisa's house and staying for dinner and I'll be home around nine since my curfew is 8:15. See ya," Michelle said quickly and hung up.
"Sure," Stephanie replied to the dead air. She knew Michelle was going to Aaron's house and there was going to be no studying done. His brother was the type to drop and run, he was a complete free spirit. It didn't help that he was only 21 and that their parents had run out on them so he let Aaron run wild.
She sighed and twisted her locker combination.
Her locker was decked with pictures of her and all her friends, her and her sisters, her and Andrew, Comet-who was aging very, very, slowly, Nick and Alex, and pictures of her favorite celebrities cut out from magazines. She had a locker mirror, bulletin board, and marker board on the inside of her locker and a little makeup holder that held some of her lip glosses and hand lotions.
She put her history notebook into her messenger bag and shut her locker.
She saw Charles leaning against the locker next to her.
"Hey,"
"Hey, do you wanna study at my place tonight?" Charles asked.
"Sure..." Stephanie said.
"Okay, well can we use your car? My dad, step-mom, and the kids are out of town for the rest of the week to go to some benefit in San Diego so they just dropped me off on their way out of the city,"
"Sure," Stephanie said and the two walked out of the main doors of the school.
Stephanie and Charles walked into Charles' huge house.
Stephanie pulled off her messenger bag and purse and hung them up on the coat rack. She took off her high heeled Mary Jane's.
Charles dropped his backpack on the floor and walked into the dining room. Stephanie followed.
Charles walked over to the wet bar and stepped behind the bar counter and bent down.
"What are you doing?" Stephanie asked, walking over to him.
"What'll it be? Sherri, vodka, martini, margarita, tequila?"
"Uh, I don't drink," Stephanie said.
"Martini it is," he said and pulled out a bottle of gin and vermouth.
He turned around to a cabinet and pulled out silver shaker. He reached into the mini refrigerator and pulled out an ice tray and poured it into the shaker. He poured in the gin and vermouth and shook it up.
"I don't drink, I'm sixteen," Stephanie objected.
Charles pulled out two martini glasses from the bar and poured the drinks inside.
He reached back into the fridge and pulled out a jar of olives and then reached onto the counter and pulled out two toothpicks.
He placed two olives on each and placed them in the glasses.
He walked over to Stephanie who was now sitting at one of the stools at the counter.
"Here," he said and slid it to her.
"Okay, my dad drinks this, my mom drinks this, my uncle drinks this as well as my aunt, sister, her boyfriend, best friend and my dad's best friend but I don't,"
"Me neither, I'm only seventeen but I felt bored. I've seen my dad make them before, last night actually, so I thought I'd give it a try," he said and took a sip. His face showed a sour expression.
Stephanie took a drink out of hers and then coughed. "What is in this?"
"Gin and Vermouth, didn't you just see me make it?"
Stephanie nodded and took another sip.
"Yeah, I see you really hate it," Charles said sarcastically taking another sip out of his.
Stephanie took off one of the olives and placed it in her mouth. The sensation filled her mouth like a fiesta.
She moaned excitedly.
"What was that all about?" Charles asked with a laugh.
"This is so good!" She said ecstatically.
Charles smiled, "Want more?"
"Not of the same thing, how about rum?" Stephanie asked taking the last sip out of her glass and putting the other olive in her mouth.
"Okay, whatever you say," Charles said and walked back to the bar and pulled out two regular glasses and poured some rum into each glass, he reached into the fridge and pulled out a can of Coke and poured it inside the glass too and then placed one cherry in each glass.
He slid the glass over to Stephanie and let her take a sip out of it.
She smiled after she did and continued to down the drink.
She's gonna get drunk, I better stop her...nah. Oh god, I'm such a jerk. Charles thought to himself.
HALF AN HOUR LATER
Stephanie took her last sip out of her third glass of rum with Coke and she sat up from the stool and walked off.
Her legs were wobbling just barely, so she wasn't as drunk as Charles thought.
Thank God.
"Do you guys have a pool table?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah, in the basement,"
"Awesome, lets go play, I'm gonna see if I can kick your a-"
"Okay, good luck to ya, I'm king at pool," Charles said as he led her to the basement.
They each chalked up their sticks and Charles racked up the balls.
"I'll break," Stephanie said getting in position.
She got ready to hit the stick when Charles spoke up.
"We're gonna play for something," He suggested.
"What?"
"If you score, I have to do something for you, vice versa with me,"
Stephanie nodded and hit the pool stick. She hit a solid ball into the hole.
"Okay, put on some music," Stephanie said.
"What? That's what you want me to do for you?"
Stephanie nodded.
"Whatever you say, princess," Charles replied to her sarcastically and walked over to his sound system. He pulled out a CD he had burned full of different bands and songs and placed it inside the player.
Matchbox 20 filled the room.
"My turn again," Stephanie said and hit the ball, but missed.
"My turn," Charles said and hit the ball, one striped ball landed in the hole.
"I dare you to do a fast dance in slow motion to this song," Charles said.
"Bright Light's is playing, it's a slow song. I'll embarrass myself,"
Charles grinned, "I know."
Stephanie rolled her eyes but walked over to a corner and danced around for 2 minutes doing club dance moves slowly.
Charles had to admit it to himself, she was good, she was hot, and she was sexy. And she was definitely exciting him. He could begin to feel his blood rush.
"Okay, uh, times up, song is over,"
"K," Stephanie said and quit dancing and walked back to the pool table.
Thank you.
"My turn again," Charles said and purposely missed so he wouldn't make her do something crazy that would excite him.
Stephanie hit her white ball which hit the green striped ball and landed in a hole.
"Okay, I want you to, take your shirt off," Stephanie said, with a gleam of excitement in her blue eyes.
"What? Are you drunk?"
Stephanie opened up her mouth to speak but Charles cut her off.
"Don't answer that," he said and pulled off his white tee shirt.
Stephanie felt her heart beat race as she looked at his six-pack.
"You c-can go," Stephanie stammered.
Charles hit the white ball but it landed in the hole.
"What happens if there's a scratch?" Stephanie asked.
"You get to ask me to do something," Charles said.
Stephanie stared at him for a minute.
She knew exactly what she wanted him to do.
She also knew exactly how Andrew would feel if he found out.
But she was bordering drunk, so technically she couldn't get fully blamed.
She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes.
"I want you to kiss me," She said.
He walked over to her slowly and placed his mouth onto hers.
It began slowly and softly, Charles could feel Stephanie's lips trembling.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her closer to him until they were both pressed against the pool table.
Stephanie felt Charles' tongue flicking against her closed lips, she opened them up and let his tongue slip inside, and she did the same with hers.
Charles pressed her back so she was leaning against the pool table. She was practically lying on the table.
This is wrong...this is wrong. Stephanie repeated.
Stephanie thought about it for a minute and then pushed Charles off of her.
"I'm sorry," they both ended up saying in unison.
"Charles, I really like you, really, really, like you. But I have a boyfriend, and I can't do this to him, I'm sorry," Stephanie said.
Charles nodded, "It was stupid of me to agree to kiss you,"
"I better get home, its getting late," Stephanie said reading the clock which read 4:30. Her curfew for dinner was 6:45.
Charles nodded.
Stephanie grabbed her blazer and slid it onto her shoulders and then ran upstairs and put on her shoes and slipped her messenger bag and purse over her shoulder.
"Bye," She heard Charles call from downstairs.
Stephanie opened up the front door.
She practically ran to her car.
She turned the ignition, turned on her music which was now Maroon 5 and drove off.
I don't mind spending every day,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain,
Look for the girl with the broken smile.
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile.
And she will be loved,
And she will be loved...
Well, that was fun to write. Ha-ha. No really it was fun. Anyways hope you liked, see ya next chapter! Bring on the reviews! Please, no flames.