CHAPTER 2

(HALLE’S POV)

‘Urgh… I have nothing good to wear, just your stupid hand-me-downs,’ I complained to my sister, Alix, on the video call. She is my big sister, currently working in an insurance firm, and she’s dating Mr. Damon.

‘You know you might actually look good in that blue gown I sent you, which for some reason you have refused to wear even once,’ Alix responded, still focused on what she was typing.

‘It’s an off-campus party. I wouldn’t want to look like Cinderella going to the ball while everyone else wears something much more casual and cool.’

‘Okay, so wear something casual then,’ Alix said, now looking directly at the phone’s screen.

‘Fine… I will,’ I responded while rolling my eyes.

‘Oh, my boyfriend said you were in his class today, and you guys had a blast. That’s really cool; it’s a good thing you’re warming up to him,’ Alix said.

‘He said that?’ I responded, a little shocked.

‘Yeah, just help me watch out for those bimbos looking for boyfriends to snatch—and report anyone to me, okay?’ Alix added, her tone a mix of serious and playful.

‘Okay… I will protect your Superman from the students,’ I joked and chuckled. ‘Okay, I think I’ve found my party clothes,’ I beamed while raising a red cropped top and denim shorts so Alix could see them.

‘See... my hand-me-downs are not so bad,’ my sister joked and laughed on the other side of the screen. I laughed too.

‘And Halle… enjoy yourself… okay?’ Alix said.

‘Okay… BYE,’ I replied as I disconnected the call.

*****

I had to text Mitch nine times before he replied; waiting for him to get prepared is usually a scary experience. Mitch always cared about his looks more than anyone I know, and he always served.

Mitch and I entered the party around 11:00 PM, and it was just getting interesting. I looked at Mitch, and he was already feeling the vibes. A senior guy came over and asked Mitch to dance with him.

‘Babygirl… don’t wait up for me,’ Mitch said and winked at me before getting dragged into the crowd of dancing students.

I stood there and looked around for any familiar faces when I spotted Dave—big mistake—and then he started walking towards me.

‘Urgh… that guy is a pest,’ my inner voice whispered. ’But good looking though,’ I countered.

‘Hey, Halle, didn’t know you liked parties, and you look beautiful,’ Dave said, smiling.

Dave is the kind of guy everyone loves—cool, a football player, huge, and with brown hair—oh, and his most striking feature, his blue eyes. But he’s the kind of guy who is always a jerk to younger students. He also goes around causing trouble for the adults, but they love him regardless, and he had been asking me out since last semester.

‘Not really. This is actually my first party, lol,’ I responded.

‘Really…? That’s a bummer. I could show you around if you want. Rose and I are like this,’—he intertwined his middle and index fingers together—‘and was shoving it in my face.’

‘Okay, that’ll be cool,’ I replied.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

The music was loud, and students were in every corner of the house—some were kissing, playing games, or drinking. Hell, even the Student Union President was high and spewing gibberish on a table.

Dave took me to a room—two girls were already at it, and we had to excuse them. After a whole while of dancing and a little drinking, we both ended up outside, laughing and giggling.

*****

‘You’re actually a cool person,’ I told him as we lay on the grass by a fountain—a bit far away from the party but close enough to hear the music.

‘Yeah… it’s just sad you don’t get to see the real me since you keep turning me down,’ Dave replied, sounding a bit sad.

‘I didn’t know better, but now I do,’ I responded as I inched forward and pressed my lips against his.

He responded immediately like a starving lion and kissed me harder. He rolled to cover me, supporting himself with his elbow on the grass without breaking the kiss.

His mouth tasted like hard alcohol and a hint of mint.

He broke the kiss and stared directly at me. ‘You are pretty,’ he said, and I could feel my face turn red.

Without caution, he went for my neck and kissed me. I arched my back as the sensation rushed down my spine—I was in cloud nine (if there is one)—as he moved from my neck down to my bosom, cupping one of them as he struggled to unzip my shorts. He sucked on one of my breasts as his huge hands ripped my shorts to get access.

Dave was so good at sucking my tits as he used his tongue to flick my nipples, scraping lightly at them, making me let out soft moans and tilt my head backwards. I felt a sharp pain in my core and I flinched.

‘Hey… it’s okay, just wanted to open you up,’ Dave said as he stared intensely at me.

‘Okay…’ I said with trembling lips, his eyes never leaving mine.

He inserted two fingers into me, and I let out a loud cry.

‘Hush… it’s okay,’ Dave assured me before trying to fit his third finger in. That sent a jolt all through my body, and I pushed him away.

‘I haven't done this before…’ I said.

‘Really…?’ he asked, sounding almost comical. I wished the ground had opened up and swallowed me.

I was confused though; does that mean there are no virgins at school?

I gave a slight nod, and we lay back on the grass, staring at nothing in particular. After a while—ten, fifteen, twenty minutes, I couldn't tell—Dave broke the silence.

‘Hmm… okay. You can suck dick, right?’ Dave shrugged. The question fascinated me, but I answered, “I guess.”

I watched him stand a few feet in front of me, loosening the little knots on his sweatpants as he pulled out his already throbbing cock—not like it hadn’t been visible all night. He was standing right in front of me while I was already on my knees.

I knew what I had to do—good thing I had watched a decent amount of p**n. I grabbed it with my hands and started stroking it gently. The veins were pulsating as precome dripped from the slit. I took him in, and he let out a very loud groan as I watched him tilt his head backwards. I played with the head with my tongue, which drove him to the edge. He grabbed my hair and started thrusting forward—basically fucking my mouth.

I gasped for air and pulled back.

I spat on it as I kept stroking while he kept looking down at me. I went on for a few minutes before he let out a weird noise and trembled as he unloaded on my face.

‘Ohh… that feels good,’ Dave said to himself as he pulled his sweatpants back up.

‘Urmm… Halle, I’ve gotta go… I’ve got a game next week… so practice, y'know,’ he said directly to me as he started walking off.

I had never felt this much rage as I slowly got up and turned to walk towards the party so I could get cleaned up.

*****

‘We can’t just leave him there, he might bleed out… I’m gonna call the cops,’ Stacy said as the students watched a guy who had just had a bottle broken over his head.

‘Don’t… they’ll just make things more complicated, and we could all be arrested,’ the Student Union President, Andre, responded.

‘Why would we be arrested? You were the one who hit him with a bottle,’ Matt snapped.

The statement seemed to make Andre angry as he moved forward to confront Matt, who didn’t back down.

‘Fuck it… I’m calling the cops,’ another student said.

‘Too late—they’re here already.’

All the students ran instantly as the cops pulled up in the driveway and started the chase.

*****

I was at the backdoor when Matt bumped into me in a frenzied state.

‘Hey… wtf,’ I shouted at him as he ran right past me.

‘Hey you, put your hands in the air…’

‘What…?’