PART 1 - Beauty Seduces the Geek
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Sitting at his bedroom desk, Charlie tried to concentrate on his homework, but it wasn't going well. How pathetic, he thought, doing homework on a Saturday afternoon; no wonder he wasn't popular. Rising from his chair, Charlie stepped over to his dresser and opened the top drawer to look at what was keeping his mind from schoolwork. There they were; Miley's white panties. He lifted them to his face and took a deep whiff of their aroma; it was the most intoxicating thing Charlie ever smelled. Miley had given them to him just a day prior, when the two had masturbated together.
He'd had a crush on her forever, but what guy didn't? She was the most popular and best looking girl at school after all. But for Charlie, those feelings were amplified a hundred-fold now that they had fooled around a couple of times. He really liked Miley, and he couldn't get her out of his head. But she said she just wanted to be friends. Not that Charlie minded; being friends with Miley was a hell of a lot better than getting ignored by her (and every other girl at school).
Still, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Not only was Miley unbelievably attractive, but she had a great personality too. She had shown kindness to Charlie and didn't treat him like an outcast. She was funny, and smart, and confident - so confident! That was one of Charlie's favorite things about her. He recalled the way she talked dirty to him when they masturbated together; she was fearless and erotic. He'd never encountered anyone like her before in his eighteen years.
With a sigh, Charlie put the panties away and closed the drawer. He wondered what Miley was doing. She was probably at some party having fun, with all the other popular kids. Charlie imagined her having sex with some brainless jock, surprised by how much that bothered him. How could he feel so jealous? It's not like he had any chance of becoming her boyfriend; he and Miley lived in separate worlds. With a frown, Charlie returned to his desk and tried to focus on his homework.
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"What's with you, Miley?" Stacy was complaining. "First you abandon me at lunch yesterday to go sit with those two geeks, then you ditch out on going to the mall with me after school. I thought we were best friends?"
Miley couldn't help but grin from behind her big sunglasses. She and Stacy both lay in her suburban back yard, beside the pool soaking up some afternoon Florida sun, "I didn't abandon you at lunch, I invited you with!"
"Yeah right, like I'm going to sit in loser-land."
"I told you, Charlie isn't a loser. It turns out he's a really nice guy. Yeah, he's a little rough around the social edges, but he's totally sweet."
"Oh my god," Stacy whined. "Please tell me you're not falling for Charlie White."
"I'm not falling for him," Miley assured. "We're just friends, sort of. And I'm sorry I forgot about shopping with you yesterday. I've just had a lot on my mind lately, you know?"
"Like Charlie White's big dick?"
Miley giggled, "No! Like deciding on a college and stuff. I still haven't figured out what I'm going to do with my life."
"Whatever, you've had like a hundred offers, and with your parent's money you could go anywhere you..."
As Stacy rambled on, Miley rolled over onto her stomach, unfastening her bikini top to avoid a tan line. She told Stacy she wasn't falling for Charlie, but Miley wasn't so sure; she'd been thinking about him all day. She recalled how hot it was when they masturbated together, and how she gave him a hand job the day before that. It was fun, sexy, and naughty! But there was more to it than that. He had a naïve innocence about him and wasn't completely full of himself like all the other guys Miley dated. Charlie was sweet, kind, and funny. Plus, it was obvious he was totally into her; Miley adored the way he looked at her. Most guys leered at her like she was a sexual conquest. But when Charlie looked at her, Miley felt like she was the center of his universe. She was more than just a body to him; Charlie made her feel special.
"...you even listening to me?" Stacy was saying.
Miley glanced aside, "Huh?"
"I asked if you wanted to go to the mall with me tomorrow. I swear Miley, you've been a total space cadet for the last few days."
"Sorry," Miley had another grin on her face. "Of course I want to go to the mall with you tomorrow. I need to find something sexy to wear on Monday."
"Oh?" Stacy asked, eyebrow lifting. "Who do you want to impress?"
"No one, " Miley lied. "I just feel like something new."
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"Hey dork," the jock snorted, bumping a rough shoulder into Charlie as he got off the bus. With a sigh, he picked up a book the jock made him drop. Monday morning meant going back to the harsh reality of unpopularity.
It had been a long weekend for Charlie, because he simply couldn't get his mind off Miley. Part of him couldn't wait for the day to come, in the hopes that he'd see her. But another part was dreading it, fearful that things would return to normal and that Miley would go back to ignoring him. Charlie worried that Miley had her fun with his big penis and wouldn't be interested in him anymore. What could he possibly offer her, after all? He didn't have a car, didn't have any money, and she could have any guy she wanted.
When lunch period came Charlie sat at his usual table, a desolate area of the cafeteria avoided by most of the other students. He greeted his somewhat portly friend, "Hey Brian."
"Hey Charlie, how was your weekend dude? Did you catch the new episode of Clone Wars?"
"I missed it," Charlie lamented. "I forgot it was even on."
"How could you forget, dude? It was totally awesome. There was this new bad ass clone who-" Brian paused, then whispered "Holy shit."
Charlie glanced at Brian, then turned in the direction his friend was staring.
There she was, looking so utterly fantastic Charlie could barely breathe. Miley had a blue floral-print sundress on that clung to her torso like a glove; the bust of it lifted her small breasts and showed off the top of her tanned cleavage. The skirt was short and slightly flared, revealing Miley's amazingly perfect legs. She had heeled sandals on, which arched her trim ankles perfectly. Her dark curly hair was lifted into a bedazzling tangle above her head, with just a few coiling tendrils falling to frame her gorgeous face.
"Dude, Miley Andrews is so fucking hot," Brian whispered in a flat tone, staring longingly.
"Yeah," Charlie agreed, watching Miley as she crossed the cafeteria to sit with a group of her friends.
"Were you seriously helping her with biology?" Brian asked, recalling what Miley had said at lunch the Friday previous.
"Yeah," Charlie confirmed, "I mean, sort of." He shook his head, trying to look away.
Brian gave him an odd look, but Charlie didn't notice. Seeing Miley like that made his stomach turn. He liked her so much that it felt like a thousand butterflies were constantly fluttering inside him whenever he thought about her, which was constantly. He wanted to go talk to her, just to say hi, but he was scared. He feared her friends would tease him or belittle him. Even worse would be if Miley was cruel. Charlie simply didn't have the courage to face that potential humiliation. So he did his best to ignore her and tried not to think about Miley Andrews.
He didn't know if such a thing was possible.
