yourlilslut
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Ryan Lochte??
more like Ryan Loch me in a
room and screw me
Did you stick the landing when you fell from heaven?
Aye Ryan Lochte
You can practice your breast-stroke with me anytime.
Teacher: What would you do if you were in the olympics?
Student: Gymnastics
Student: Swimming
Student: Track
Student: Volleyball
Me: Tom Daley
Who else
Thinks this is wrong:
The username sjfashionfever and wellsphills
staged a car accident that "sjfashionfever"
was in saying she was in the ICU and near
death.
Miraculously, she is back on witty 2 days
later. It's a
scam.
Thousands of people die in car accidents every
year.
This is not something to joke
about.
He Loves
Me not.
Chapter 2
*Rachel's
POV*
"Rachel you look
hot!,"Abby shouted out her car window.
I smirked, "Back at you girl!", even though I could
barely see her outfit.
I hopped in the car and we were on our way.
"I plan on getting
hammered tonight so you might have to step up and be the
DD," Abby trailed off.
"Haha", I shrugged
her off. If she wanted to drink I had nothing against being the
designated driver. As long as Abby didn't completely ditch
me for the night.
It was about a half an hour
drive and being the designated driver became a little less
appetizing. I told myself to relax. Breathe in and
out.
Finally we arrived. I could
hear the music blaring from about a mile away. Abby parked and
we walked right in.
Everyone was screaming over
the booming sound system. Out of nowhere I heard someone
scream,
"Rachel Bollinger! At a
high school party!"
It was Nina. The little wh//re
who was always all over Luke in the pictures. She was also
Abby's friend. She staggered over to us obviously drunk. I
don't think she even would have talked to us if she was
sober. Trying to stay balanced with one hand and the other
holding a bottle of Skinny Girl margarita.
"Oh hey Neen!" Abby
shouted.
"Hi Nina." I smiled
as she handed me a red plastic cup and poured some of the
bottle into it even though it spilled slightly on my
hand.
"Here’s to the new
Rachel" I thought to myself.
"Well, come on!"
Abby tugged me through all the people.
We passed around 10 couples
making out, a beer pong table, and about 3 girls from out
school completely wasted with bongs. "We are one classy
Catholic school" I thought not realizing I was still
sipping on my Skinny Girl.
"Keg coming through"
yelled some boys.
I turned to see 2 pretty
attractive guys walking in. Then it became relevant, Abby
was no longer next to me. Sh//t. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my
a//ss. I whizzed around to a boy I had never seen
before.
"Do you mind?" I
asked.
"No, do you?" he
smirked.
Well if I'm going to be a
wh//re...I pondered.
"Hey, how bout you get me
a drink and then we can talk." I flirted like the tease I
wanted to be.
He spoke seriously,
"Deal."
We both grabbed a seat on the
couch and we were talking. He was about to be a senior and as
far as he knew so was I. Before I knew what was going on, we
were making out, and he was trying to get his hand down my
shorts. I don't know how but somehow I got him off me. I
walked back into the crowd and was handed a third drink by
someone. My memory was getting a little fuzzy and before I knew
it I had passed out. I only remember three things: a ping pong
ball smack the table, my drink hit the floor, and a familiar
voice shouting,
"Rachel Bollinger! Is that you?!"
Hey guys! Thank you so much for
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He Loves Me not.
Chapter 4
*Rachel's POV*
What the hell is he playing. I know he's fu//cking with me. I
stared blankly at him.
"Wait what?"
"Nevermind" he replied looking at his feet.
"Luke you don't like me" I stared at
him sourly.
"You're right."
Just like that, he killed the moment.
"That's what I thought as/shole. You know what? Thanks a
lot. I'm out of here."
I slammed the bathroom door and I felt the tears coming. I was
still a little dizzy, and I knew I couldn't drive.
Surprisingly, I hadnt realized Luke had followed me out of the
bathroom.
"Here Rachel, it's 2 AM at least let me drive you
home."
"Did you drink?"
"No."
"Luke."
"Fine, I had a sip. That's all."
Ughh. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of driving
me or have to deal with the awkward thirty minute drive, but
realizing Abby was clearly gone, I was running out of
options.
"Where'd you park?" I grumbled.
"Right this way" He smirked.
I rolled my eyes.
"Cute car" I laughed.
It actually was a decent car. It was a shiny silver Jeep
Wrangler.
"Birthday present" He smiled back at me.
I put my seat belt on. "Here we go," I thought to
myself.
"So um really. What brings you to a high school party?"
he started.
"Ha, don't laugh at me, but as cheesy as this sounds I
just want to get the whole highschool experience. You know?
YOLO" I giggled.
I'm a pretty good liar. He looked over at me,
"Really? "YOLO"?" he laughed.
"Eyes on the road mister. So do you ever miss grade
school?" I asked.
"I guess. I don't think about it much anymore."
Great. He doesn't think about me.
"Ohh. Yeah highschool's alright" I tried not to
sound disappointed.
"I mean I miss the people and all, just not so much the
school."
Good save.
"So, meet anyone fun tonight?" He smirked.
"Eh just some guy" I tried to play it cool.
"Who was it? Do you know his name?" he asked
suspiciously.
I had him wrapped around my finger. I was totally uninterested in
the guy who was shoving his tounge down my throat, but Luke
didn't need to know that.
"Oh, just some senior. You don't know
him."
He looked at me again.
"You're hooking up with seniors? Really?" he was
getting concerned again.
"I never said we hooked up. Even though we did" I
teased him.
He didn't laugh.
"So you're doing all of this just because
YOLO?"
"Sure" I stuttered realizing how stupid that
sounded.
"So how bout you?"
"Huh?" he looked confused.
"Did you 'ya know' find someone special?" I
asked trying not to look too concerned.
"Nah. I was too busy saving your as/s."
I laughed.
"Well, sorry you didn't have to."
"I wanted to." he smiled innocently.
"Now, where do I drop you off at or do you just wanna come
home with me." He put on a flirty smile.
"Hmm as tempting at that sounds, I'm going to have
to pass. It's right off off Weidman. Take a left at the
light. Then it's second house on the right."
"Right, here we are."
"You're not a bad driver." I smiled as I unbuckled
my seatbelt.
"Ha thanks. I'm glad we got to talk. Text me? We should
hang soon."
"Maybe." I smiled.
"Come on that's the least you can do. Remember, I saved
your as/s."
I stepped out of the car and closed the door as he rolled down
the window.
"I'm expecting a text tomorrow." He tried to not
look desperate.
I laughed at him.
"Good night Luke."
For every like, I will do a
confession tomorrow morning.
If i have enough confessions. :L
Something to do in the morning tbh
