TASHAThe soft way his lips move with that statement should definitely not be making me stare at them, but damn this stupid eyes of mine. I rip my eyes away from his mouth and stand up, trying as much as possible not to graze my skin against his bare flesh, leaving him to finish his burger. I turn around and head towards my bag.I should probably leave since we are done for today.I reach my bag and try to calm myself, but it is not working. My heart is beating so fast and hard. I gulp when Nate appears beside me, worsening my racing heart, reaching for his bag that is near mine. His arm brushes against my skin as he takes his bag, our closeness feeling too intimate and too sweet to ignore. I should shift away, but I don't want to. I can't.He brings out his folded black t-shirt. A piece of paper from his bag falls to the ground. I bend and pick up the paper.It is his Maths Test result from the Maths test we did last week in class, and a bold red F is staring right back at me. I wait
TASHA"Arise and shine!" The loud singsong morning announcement from my mum jolts me up from my bed.Oh Shit. I didn't hear my alarm ring."Good morning darling, how was your night?" She asks, sitting down beside me on the bed.I rub my eyes. "My night was fine. Good morning mum."She strokes my hair. "Sorry darling. I could not ask you how your day was yesterday. When I came back, you were already asleep and I did not want to wake you. I hope the punishment wasn't stressful.""No mom." I think back to my time I spent with Nate yesterday at the greenhouse, fighting back the foolish smile threatening to spread across my face. "In fact, it was kind of amazing. I learned how to trim flowers yesterday."She raises an eyebrow in surprise. "Really?"I nod."That is good. Anyway, just be careful. If you start to experience any discomfort due to the punishment, do not hesitate to let me know okay?"I yawn a bit, covering my mouth. "Okay mum.""Alright. I will leave you to prepare for school."
TASHAI chant the last sentence of Our Lord's Prayer in my head rapidly to prevent myself from slapping off that sly smile coating Claire's wretched face."Hey Claire." I snide back at her, masking my indignation with a fake smile. Samantha leans on the locker beside mine, her closeness to me itching my fingers with the urge to sink them into her blonde wavy hair and just drag at the strands mercilessly."So Tasha," Samantha starts, shoving me by the shoulder. "How have you been? I know you must be really going through a lot right now."Her voice carries that lackadaisical disdain coated with fake sickening sympathy that just increases the boiling point of my anger. My vexation is simmering, but I hold it in. Everyone in the hallway is staring at us right now, but they are mainly staring at me, watching me like impatient hawks, intensely waiting for me to do something. Something probably erratic like clawing someone's face again.Do I look like a fucking entertaining clown to them?I b
TASHAMorning classes wheeze by in a blur, and to my deepest relief, Mr Richard ended up not giving our class any impromptu test. God knows I would have fucked up big time on that test because I was not given a little bit of time to revise this morning, thanks to Claire and Samantha.I close my exercise book and head out of class at the sound of the bell ringing for lunch break. Many students are scattered around the hallway, some busy with their lockers, the others already heading towards the cafeteria. I follow the crowd walking towards the cafeteria, making up my mind to just grab my snacks from the cafeteria and just zoom off to a place quieter to get a little peace of mind. I am not sure I can handle eating alone at the cafeteria today in front of every jeering stare from everyone. It sucks now that the only people I ever truly and only hanged out with were Diane and Jason. We ate and did everything together, but now that they both stabbed me in the back and are gone, it is diffi
TASHAThe mesmerizing rays of Saturday sunset drip my bedroom window in vibrant colors of oranges and deep purples. I adjust my black lace kimono jacket over my blue bikini bra and ripped faded blue jean shorts. Grabbing my toté bag, I chunk in some spare clothes, just in case. Getting drenched at pool parties is a phenomenon that should not be ignored. I glance at the clock. 6:35pm. Nate could be here any moment from now. I just texted him earlier that I am nearly done getting ready.Dashing out of my room, I race down the stairs towards the kitchen, hearing the buzzing sound of the electric blender."Mum! I am ready!" I yell with pride as soon as I enter the kitchen. The aroma of freshly baked cookies tickles my nostrils. My mum turns off the blender and turns around to check me out."Woow baby. You look so chic!" She blurts out, eyes wide, lips curled into a smile.."Thanks mum."My eyes catch a plate of the cookies on the kitchen table. I grab one of them and stuff it into my mou
TASHAConrad's house is already loud and buzzing in full swing by the time we arrive. Marco parks the car and we all step out of the car. The party's booming music can be heard even outside here. Conrad's house is huge, decorated with beautiful flowers, lavish statues, and a large round water fountain at the centre of the house. I can spot the glittering blue edge of the big swimming pool behind the house.Marco and Jennie begin to walk towards the house entrance, which is crowded with people exiting and going in all at once. Westville faces turn to my direction as I follow Jennie and Marco into the house. Some don't say anything. Others simply just ignore me, sipping from their red cups. Nate's presence behind my back gives me a sort of reassurance. But deep in my mind, I still feel skeptical. I just hope I did not make a mistake by coming to this party. Anyway, they should mind their damn businesses. A group of Westville girls snide past me as I enter the burstling house, snarking
NATEI sip from my cup as I watch Tasha dance, rocking her body to the music. She twerks her ass like a frenzy goddess, rolling her hips in front of Jennie, who just claps and keeps on yelling over her voice at Tasha to keep going. The cut of Tasha's bikini bra is deep, extending to the base of the middle of her full breasts, which are now shining with sweat and bouncing hard as she dances more. My eyes trail down her body, spotting a black rose tattoo on the side of her left stomach. Her thick thighs are spotless, flexing with the power of her seductive dance moves. The black lace of her kimono is like a silent teasing temptation, scantily hiding nothing about her sexy body.I can feel the bulge forming in my shorts. Fuck."Hey man, at this rate, I think you should go ask her for a dance. You look like you desperately need one with her." Marco drinks from his cup, smirking at me."Shut up." I shift on my stool, taking another sip from my cup."Seriously Nate, sooner or later, you wil
TASHAI can't help the burning sensation brewing deep in my stomach, making me restless at the sight of Claire near Nate. Something rips inside me as I watch Claire rubbing her body all over him. Nate darts her a glare, his eyes moving back to me. I unhook the cuff of my kimono and pull the long lace jacket off my body, allowing it to slide down my shoulders onto the couch. I fold the jacket and place it beside me on the couch. The chill of the night air hits my bare skin, cooling the flames pricking my flesh at the intensity of Nate's gaze sweeping all over my body. My breath falters, my heart picking up a mad rhythm as his gaze falls to my breasts. Claire slithers her hand up to his chest, killing off my euphoria in an instant."So, are we all in?" Conrad asks, his sloppy voice distracting me out of my silent torture. He leans forward, his hazy eyes looking around everyone's faces. I wonder if he even knows that he is drunk. He passes the bottle of whiskey in his hand back to Frank,