Chapter 4 Meeting Her

• Chris
• Today is the last day of school before spring break. Thank god for that, I need a break. These day Abigail been relentless. It a good thing to stay away from school for awhile.
• The last bell ring and everyone gather. Me and the guy are hanging out at Trent house today. Abigail won't be joining us today and that is the only reason why I agree to go.
• “Here.” He hands me bottle of water, which I gladly accept after a long run around the track.
• “Thanks man, by the way where did you get this from?” I ask as I throw the bottle in the recycle bin.
• “Abi drop it off earlier, isn't she an awesome girlfriend.” He said sounding ever so proud of her.
• I, on the other hand, am not too thrill at the idea that I had just consumed something from her. You see, Abigail Brighton is Trent girlfriend but she after me.
• We met her during freshmen year of high school. The girl was hot, but to me she like any other that I had before. She is red head with the looks and the butt.
• Trent, my childhood buddy, is smitten instantly. He had a soft spot for red head. He been pursuing her since freshmen year, but the whole time she was after me.
• I never responded or show any sign of interest. Trent and I made a pact a long time ago that we would never mess with each other girl. Be it interest, girlfriend or exes.
• They suddenly started dating out of the blue a year ago. I had my suspicions and soon it was confirm. Once the news is out, she try to use this relationship to get to me.
• She had use a variety of unpredictable ways, be it through her friends, my friend, private talks. She even went as far as to stalk me one time. I never press charges since she eventually stop.
• But what push me over the edge is how she uses my best friend just to get me. The whole reason she agree to date Trent is so she can get closer to me. That despicable in eyes. I don’t like her before they starts dating and I don’t like her even more now.
• Trent is still oblivious to all of this. He still smile every time he talks about her. I fake a smile. Trent had to stay behind and help clean up so, I went to the locker room to change.
• I was in the middle of taking off my shirt when I feel it. The heat inside me is raising like the raging fire. I need to release it now. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worst, Abigail bubbly voice came from the entrance. Shit!
• “Chris, where are you? I know you’re in here. I saw you.” Her voice was all bubbly and excited. Gag.
• Then it dawn on me. My heat, her water bottle, her being in the men’s locker room without Trent. This is one of her despicable ways of using Trent to fuck with me. God, I’m going to report this girl to the cops one day.
• I was quick to hide behind the locker. She starts walking towards the shower area, so I took the chance to book it to the back door exit. Which leads straight to the shed, perfect hiding spot.
• I need to be away from the public eyes as little Chris was poking his head out of my short. I went inside not bother to close the door properly because around this time the whole school was almost empty.
• No one will bother me at this hour. Once inside I pick a spot behind some of the old gym equipment and settle down taking deep breath to calm myself down. This heat is killing me.
• I bite my lips hard as my finger dug into my skin, trying to fight the heat but it not working. I was about to start jerking off, but I stop when I heard it. Two female voice.
• “Are we here? What do you need help with?” said one of them.
• That voice sound so familiar, I thought heard it from some where before. I just can't remember where though. God, that just added fuel to my raging fire.
• I am now biting my lips and praying that they wouldn’t come in. I don’t know what I would do if they came inside right now. Of all they day that you had, you choose today to come to the shed.
• But my prayer went unanswered and the door open and then shut. Shit! I’m high and lock with some girl that seems to amplify my raging libido, with just her voice.
• I like sex but it always consensual. If she says no, and I force her that rape. The law or my parent won't be to happy about it. God, I don’t know if it her or me that in trouble.
• I was pull out my trance when she starts shouting angrily at someone, whose name just missed. This do me no good as it just add more fuel to my fire.
• “….piece of my mind when I got out of here!!” I heard that and I lost it.
• I came out of my hiding spot, eyeing her like a predator to his prey. In front of me was a petite girl with silky brown shoulder length hair.
• She had on a t-shirt and short denim jeans that hug he bottom perfectly. The sight greet little Chris, like heroin to an addict. She shiver from my glared and I started salivating.
• At the point I don’t care if it the drug or my urges anymore. She doesn’t look like she old enough, but my conscious is cloud. My feet move on it own and within second my arm was wrap around her tiny wait.
• Little Chris starts twitching when he made contact with her back. My nose dug into her hair making me shiver as I whisper in my aroused hoarse voice. God, her scent is so addicting.
• Her reply to my request get me all excited. She then turns around and there it was the most beautiful doe like eyes that I’ve never seen before. I was smiling like a Cheshire cat but then I felt something hard hit my face and darkness.
• I woke up to someone hand on my head, turning it side to side. The intoxicating scent hit my nostril wakening my raging libido once again.
• She got up after mumbling something inaudible to me and starts dusting herself. I watch as she twirl around trying to see if she gotten all the dust off. She is very, very pretty.
• My hand acted on its own and grab her wrist and pull her down on to me. Our eyes met for a second and time seems to come to complete stops, but that was short live.
• I saw a victory smile before my mind fully register what had happen. I groan in pain as the pain increase to 100 and little Chris went dead silent.
• So, this what she meant when she said, ‘take it’. Ooh! this hurt. I got up to walk over to her, but she gave me a death glare, instead. This girl is on guard. I can’t make another mistake.
• I need to calm down, so, I sit back on my spot and suffer in silent. She pull out her phone but curse. I think it dead. I wanted to talk to her, but she is exuding some bad soju. She is not in a good mood.
• We play staring contest back and forth for a while. I don’t know how much time had pass but my pain is almost gone now. Well, it’s time to get out of her.
• “We had to get out of here.” I said I get up from my spot.
• “How?” she said confuse.
• I told her about the opening someone accidentally made on the side of the building. She scowls at me, but I couldn’t be mad. That was cute. Now that I’ve gotten a better look at her she is cute when she mad.
• We made our ways to the damaged wall and remove the item in front of it. I laugh when she commented on the poor attempt to fix the hole in the wall.
• We got out and ran into the security guard. He and I were familiar with each other. I have a couple thrilling hook up in the school while he is on duty. The guy is chill about it and let me off easy.
• The way he smiles when he sees me and her said it all. When she tries to deny the accusation, I stop her and drag her away. I want to test something out and decided to lie that we did have sex.
• We stop and she gave me the hate glare. I smile for some reason. I don’t know why either. I decided to use my reputation as an excuse for the lie earlier and act nonchalant to the whole situation. That seems to make her angry even more and the situation escalates fast.
• She starts shouting in my face, chastising me for being a man-whore (whatever that is) and the way that make her look. I mean it shouldn’t be a big deal, right? Others doesn’t seem to mind their reputation when it come to this.
• “You know what, I was starting to feel guilty that I knock you out back there, but now I'm not anymore, and guess what?” she paused.
• “What?”
• “Here another one!”
• ***PUNCH!!***
• Damn, she small but she can pack a punch. I can taste blood in my mouth. That was unexpected. It took me awhile to recomposed; once I did, I got up and head home.
• I got home at around 9:30 pm. After dropping my bags on the sofas, I rush upstairs to check on my face and little Chris. God, that one move really killed my ageing libido back there.
• It a good thing too, cause I was going to fuck the hell out of her if I succeeded. I don't know if I can control myself at that moment.
• The damage on my face isn’t that bad. I ended up with a black eyes and busted lips. *HSSS* The sting brings back the memory of what just happened. Who the hell is she? She must be new; I’ve never seen her around before.
• Compare to other this one is different. She doesn’t try to get my attention like a certain someone. She doesn’t come making me offer and she hate me.
• But her feisty attitude is intriguing. Her scent got little Chris twitching. Those beautiful eye make me smile. I’m smiling just thinking about her now. God something is wrong with me.
• What!? Ok, time to go to bed. Something is seriously wrong with me, and I don’t like it. After a quick shower and I went to bed trying to forget her face, but I can’t. Let hope this is not what I think it is.