When you catch your so-called loving boyfriend cheating on you with your bestfriend, and then goes ahead to break up with you in front of the entire school, will you scuttle away to sulk and lick your wounds? Or will you armor up and revenge back? Well, the crazy Tasha Quinn chose revenge, and she plans going BIG on it. But when an unexpected crazy event intertwines her path with Nate Adams, the single popular hottest guy in the whole of Westville High, a gripping twist of scandals, self-discovery and unexpected romance begin to unfold. Despite her resolve not to open up her betrayed heart again, Tasha helplessly finds herself catching sizzling feelings for Nate. On the other hand, Nate is drop dead sexy, rich, cool, and nearly all the girls of Westville High are dying to have a taste of him. But Nate is dying to have a taste of only one girl, and that one girl just happens to be the scandalous Tasha Quinn. What happens when the two of them continue to find it irresistible to deny their unquenchable feelings for each other? In the midst of crazy rumors, secrets, lies, jealous wild self proclaimed girlfriends and a whole lot of tension, will Nate and Tasha find their way back to each other? Or will the chaos tear them apart?
View MoreTASHAThe rays of the afternoon sun slithers through the windows of the cafeteria, burning mildly on my skin as I take a chunk bite of my chicken burger. Nate steals one of my apples from my tray, and I smack his arm. He still has his apples, and yet, he is stealing mine.Marco and Jennie are seated on the two chairs opposite us on the table, their backs turned to the giant blue banner beside the door of the cafeteria displaying a reminder that the Winter Formal Dance is next week Friday.I do not like attending school dances. I get dragged into them. When Jason and I were dating in the past, he would sugar-force me into going to the school dances with him, and as his girlfriend, I mostly felt obligated to go with him to the dances, not because I REALLY wanted to go.Almost all the official school dances that happen here in Westville High are strictly ballroom themed. It is not that I do not love ballroom dances. I do. But I do not like Waltz. I love attending the dances from the pers
TASHAMy thighs part more for him, surrendering to the intense pleasure his fingers vow to give to my body already aching for him. Mister Richard has taken over from Peter, addressing the class about how Macbeth's wife persuaded Macbeth to kill King Duncan. I know I am not that king, but the tingling sensation in-between my thighs is killing me right now.Nate's breathing quickens as his fingers begin rubbing the wet slit of my pussy. I can tell he is enjoying this by the naughty smile on his face. I bite back a moan as I shift my hips forward to his hand in a silent plea for him to fuck me with his fingers. Everyone is too focused on Mister Richard to care about the sexual tension growing and sizzling between Nate and me right now.His fingers tease me again before shifting aside the material of my panties. I hiss in strangled air through my teeth when his fingers brush over my bare wet pussy. My breath catches in my throat as his fingers glide along the slick entrance of my soaked c
TASHAThis morning, after helping my mum pack her stuff for her trip and stealing one of the bottles of her numerous signature perfumes, I volunteered to drive her to the airport for her early morning flight to France with the rest of her colleagues. After that, I barely managed to make it to school just in time not to miss the first five minutes of AP English."Everyone, settle down. No noise. We will be using the projector today." Mister Richard says just in time my ass settles down on my chair. I exhale in relief, keeping my bag on the floor close to my chair."Hey beautiful." I hear Nate's whispery voice beside me. I turn to my left side sharply, my mouth falling open at the sight of him smiling at me and sitting on Mira's chair beside me. Mira Lee is my seatmate who is a persistent chatty brunette that can be a pain in the ass sometimes.How the hell is Nate sitting on her chair?"What are you doing on Mira's seat?" I mutter out the question quietly so that Mister Richard doesn't
TASHAJason snirks a chuckle at me and unhooks Diane's hand from his arm, tucking his hands into his pockets before stepping closer to my face, his dark gray eyes digging into mine. "You know Tasha, you really amaze me with that sharp tongue of yours that sometimes, I wonder if I really dated a girl like you. You want me to give you back your textbook right?""So that means that you are actually the one who stole my textbook." I scoff, my blood boiling. "Look Jason, I am not going to answer that bloody question you just asked. And I am not going to repeat myself.""Just who the hell do you think you are Tasha?" He sneers, his breaths fanning against my cheeks.I stare daggers at him, remaining unfazed by his arrogant attitude. "I am the girl who is so ready to fuck you up right now if you do not return back what you fucking stole from me. You are so pathetic Jason, stopping so low just to prank me in order to soothe your sick, disgusting ego. I guess you wanted my attention. Now you h
TASHANate recoils back in shock. "What?" He seethes lowly in order not to garner the attention of the chattering group of people sitting at the table near ours."What the fuck?" Marco whispers. "Did you just say that you. . . . .that you saw Killer with Jason?"Instead of repeating myself again to them and wasting time trying to explain, I bring out my phone from my pocket and show them the pictures I took. The cookie in Jennie's hand drops back into her plate immediately she sees the images.She palms her mouth. "Oh shit. This can't be fucking happening.""What the hell is he doing in our school?" Marco scowls. "And why the fuck is he with your ex?""I do not fucking know." I answer, switching off my phone. "But whatever this is, I have a really bad feeling that it is definitely not good.""Gosh, this is crazy." Jennie mutters, taking a sip of her water. "How dare he come to our school?"Nate clicks his tongue against his teeth. "So my hunch was right." He nods. "Jason is actually t
TASHAI exit the class in a jiffy to go in search of all four of them. When I entered the class earlier, I was too focused in reaching Diane that I did not notice their absence.My heart is beating so fast as I hurry down the empty hallway, looking around the corners and straining my ears to know if I can hear any familiar voices, but all I can hear is the optimal silence of the empty hallway. Something just does not feel right. This I know.Just as I try to speed past the door leading to the school empty gym to continue my search for them, low echoing murmurs coming from inside the gym draws my attention to the slightly open door.What the hell? Apparently, no one should be in the school gym by this time.Curiosity grabs the best of me, and I retrace my steps back. I take a look inside the gym through the slightly open door, squinting my eyes to try to make out the two male faces in there while also being careful not to touch the door. Rage pounds hard and deep inside me when I see
TASHAAfter spending two solid, boring, heart wrenching hours in the library, I finally make it back to class. Anger sizzles hot and raw in the blood flowing through my veins as I storm through the class door, darting straight towards Diane's desk, not giving a fuck that she is happily chatting with her viper friends Claire and Samantha, the two bitches sitting beside her.No teacher is in class because we are having a free period right now. God fucking help me because I am about to rip Diane's tongue off if she is the one who fucking took my textbook and made me miss class."Where the fuck is my geography textbook Diane!?" I snap, banging my palm on her desk and bringing their nasty giggles to a halt. She flinches back, staring at me like she is seeing a ghost. I glare at her, a silent warning to her not to even think of messing with me. The entire class falls into a dead silence. Everyone's attention darts to us."I. . . .I do not know what you are talking about Tasha." She stutter
TASHAI know I have said it sometime before, but I will say it again. I hate Mondays.But this week's Monday is not really starting out bad for me. Thanks to my flirting boyfriend Nate who is lousily resting on the locker near mine. He is unapologetically messing with my head as I try to focus my attention into scrambling inside my locker in search of my Geography textbook. I definitely kept the textbook inside my locker. I did not take it home with me for the weekend.Nate folds his arms across his chest, nudging closer to me. "Babe, you have been—"I pinch his stomach through his shirt. "Hey, half of Westville is here. Remember our deal."He winces, rubbing the spot where I pinched him. "Sorry, I forgot that. Not that it is any of their fucking business though."I force out a wrinkled smile. "I know that. But I am not ready for half of Westville girls on my neck this morning."He chuckles, biting down on his lower lip. "What do you mean by that?"I want to stop staring at him and f
TASHAMy mum continues eating the popcorns in silence, her eyes never leaving mine. I feel her worry and love for me interwoven together into that single statement. I knew that there was a one hundred percent possiblity of her saying something like that, and she definitely did not disappoint.But Nate is not Jason. Nate is different, and I choose to believe that. One lesson my past relationship with Jason taught me is to always not disregard the red flags. No human being is perfect, but some are just spawns of the devil. I am not saying that Jason is a spawn of the devil, but there were so many red flags he possessed in the start of our relationship then that I ignored just to continue being with him. I was so obsessed with him, loving him like a fool despite how he continued making me feel like I was forcing myself into being stuck in a one sided love relationship with him. A relationship where he gave me his sex and not his love for me.I still persevered with him, until I found out
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