Without you, there is no me.
Chapter 1
Now it's all over my tongue and still it has no taste, 'cause without you there is no me.
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As I started my first day of my sophomore year, I sat in the back of my math class, bored as fuck. The teacher with the high voice rambled on, talking about finding x. Honestly, finding x was harder than a guy trying to find a g-spot.
I tapped my pencil on my desk, resting my head on my hand. I didn't know anyone in this class, and I didn't bother to. As much as I wanted to be the life of the party and make new friends, I couldn't. I kept to myself, and that's what earned me zero friends at the end of the school year.
I noticed a guy with long hair a couple of rows away from me. I could smell a distinct smell on him, maybe weed. No, definitely weed. He had a piercing on the top of his lip, and he was playing with a lighter. Even though the lights were off because the teacher was showing us something on the projector, he didn't notice the flame coming from his lighter.
The guy noticed my stare, and went back to flicking his lighter. There was an outline in the pocket of his pants, shaped like a box. I assumed it was cigarettes.
Wow, was I really that bored that I was looking at some guy's pants? Sexual frustration much?
Even though I am a virgin, I didn't want to be anymore. I didn't want to be the sweet little virgin who never got drunk or high. I wanted to be a huge partier. Who didn't miss a party.
"Now what does x equal, class?" The teacher asked. The hole class mumbled random answers as I began to drift off.
"Suarez!" He shouted. My head shot up. He was staring me down in front of my desk.
Me being cranky, as I got no sleep the night before, mumbled, "What the fuck do you want?"
"Get out of my class. Go to the office. You're lucky you got off with a warning." He said back, his face close to mine. I stood up and grabbed my stuff.
"Okay fine, better than being in your class, raccoon breath." The whole class erupted with laughter at my comment. Even the guy from before. He looked at me with a smirk.
I walked out of the classroom, feeling great about myself. I even shook my ass a little for that guy. I looked back before the door closed behind me, and saw that guy give me a wink.
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By lunch, the whole school heard about me. They also took up the name I gave to the algebra teacher. I was finally popular. Well, sort of.
I saw the guy from math walking up to me in the lunch line, and my body tensed up. I didn't know what this guy wanted. I felt his breath on my neck as he acknowledged me from behind.
"Nice joke you had in math. Nice ass too."
I could tell he was high. So he did have weed. Here was my chance to try it. I got my lunch and paid for it, and he did the same.
"Want to eat lunch with me? Since we are the only kids with balls in this school? Except yours are up... There." his eyes migrated to my chest.
"Sure. " I gave him a sexy smirk and we headed to the back of the school.
He pulled out his box of cigarettes ad pulled out one that didn't look quite like a cigarette.
"You smoke?" He asked.
"Yeah," I said as he lit the joint. He took a long drag, holding the smoke in his mouth and blowing it out slowly, breathing the smoke back in through his nose. I followed his exact movement, and passed the joint back to him.
"Wow, a pro like me." He let out a small laugh.
The drug started to kick in, we introduced ourselves and talked for a while. We sat in the back of the school, baked out of our minds. I scarfed down my lunch, hungry like I haven't eaten in days.
"You are so sexy." Mike looked at me, his eyelids drooping.
"Thanks." I laughed.
He moved slowly over to me, soon hovering over me as I lay on the ground. He moved his lips to mine, kissing me lightly, our mouths moving in sync. He soon kissed harder, shoving his tongue into my mouth and I did the same. His hand found its way to my hips, and he ran it down to the bottom of my skirt. He ran his hand across my panties.
"I can feel how wet you are." He whispered in my ear. I could feel him smirking.
He slipped his hand into my underwear, rubbing his finger across my slit. He slipped his middle finger inside me. I moaned in his ear as he moved his hand faster. I clinged to his shirt, and moaned his name. He smiled and continued.
"Fuck Mike, I'm gonna cum." My breathing increased rapidly. He moaned my name and I climaxed.
He took his finger out and licked my juices off of it.
"You taste so good." He said and smiled at me.
Then the bell rang and we headed to class, as if nothing ever happened.
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As I started my first day of my sophomore year, I sat in the back of my math class, bored as fuck. The teacher with the high voice rambled on, talking about finding x. Honestly, finding x was harder than a guy trying to find a g-spot.
I tapped my pencil on my desk, resting my head on my hand. I didn't know anyone in this class, and I didn't bother to. As much as I wanted to be the life of the party and make new friends, I couldn't. I kept to myself, and that's what earned me zero friends at the end of the school year.
I noticed a guy with long hair a couple of rows away from me. I could smell a distinct smell on him, maybe weed. No, definitely weed. He had a piercing on the top of his lip, and he was playing with a lighter. Even though the lights were off because the teacher was showing us something on the projector, he didn't notice the flame coming from his lighter.
The guy noticed my stare, and went back to flicking his lighter. There was an outline in the pocket of his pants, shaped like a box. I assumed it was cigarettes.
Wow, was I really that bored that I was looking at some guy's pants? Sexual frustration much?
Even though I am a virgin, I didn't want to be anymore. I didn't want to be the sweet little virgin who never got drunk or high. I wanted to be a huge partier. Who didn't miss a party.
"Now what does x equal, class?" The teacher asked. The hole class mumbled random answers as I began to drift off.
"Suarez!" He shouted. My head shot up. He was staring me down in front of my desk.
Me being cranky, as I got no sleep the night before, mumbled, "What the fuck do you want?"
"Get out of my class. Go to the office. You're lucky you got off with a warning." He said back, his face close to mine. I stood up and grabbed my stuff.
"Okay fine, better than being in your class, raccoon breath." The whole class erupted with laughter at my comment. Even the guy from before. He looked at me with a smirk.
I walked out of the classroom, feeling great about myself. I even shook my ass a little for that guy. I looked back before the door closed behind me, and saw that guy give me a wink.
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By lunch, the whole school heard about me. They also took up the name I gave to the algebra teacher. I was finally popular. Well, sort of.
I saw the guy from math walking up to me in the lunch line, and my body tensed up. I didn't know what this guy wanted. I felt his breath on my neck as he acknowledged me from behind.
"Nice joke you had in math. Nice ass too."
I could tell he was high. So he did have weed. Here was my chance to try it. I got my lunch and paid for it, and he did the same.
"Want to eat lunch with me? Since we are the only kids with balls in this school? Except yours are up... There." his eyes migrated to my chest.
"Sure. " I gave him a sexy smirk and we headed to the back of the school.
He pulled out his box of cigarettes ad pulled out one that didn't look quite like a cigarette.
"You smoke?" He asked.
"Yeah," I said as he lit the joint. He took a long drag, holding the smoke in his mouth and blowing it out slowly, breathing the smoke back in through his nose. I followed his exact movement, and passed the joint back to him.
"Wow, a pro like me." He let out a small laugh.
The drug started to kick in, we introduced ourselves and talked for a while. We sat in the back of the school, baked out of our minds. I scarfed down my lunch, hungry like I haven't eaten in days.
"You are so sexy." Mike looked at me, his eyelids drooping.
"Thanks." I laughed.
He moved slowly over to me, soon hovering over me as I lay on the ground. He moved his lips to mine, kissing me lightly, our mouths moving in sync. He soon kissed harder, shoving his tongue into my mouth and I did the same. His hand found its way to my hips, and he ran it down to the bottom of my skirt. He ran his hand across my panties.
"I can feel how wet you are." He whispered in my ear. I could feel him smirking.
He slipped his hand into my underwear, rubbing his finger across my slit. He slipped his middle finger inside me. I moaned in his ear as he moved his hand faster. I clinged to his shirt, and moaned his name. He smiled and continued.
"Fuck Mike, I'm gonna cum." My breathing increased rapidly. He moaned my name and I climaxed.
He took his finger out and licked my juices off of it.
"You taste so good." He said and smiled at me.
Then the bell rang and we headed to class, as if nothing ever happened.
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1/5/15