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CHAPTER 08
School that morning had went quickly. Nick had lunch to go to, with English class following after. He found Josh at the cheerleaders table, chatting to Hannah Peters. She was an alright looking, volleyball girl. Known for having the
Peachiest ass in the year. Nick could see exactly why some Freshmen liked to sit on the bleachers directly behind the defending team.
She had an ass that looked as though it could tear apart anything she wore. It had got him thinking about the topic they'd sat and discussed that morning. He couldn't decided if he was an ass man or a boob man. He weighed up the pros and cons of each body part. He'd had an obsession with breasts from a young age and since he'd started having casual sex with his sister, all he wanted to do was to suckle on the ends of his big sisters tits.
However as he'd grown older, he'd developed a taste for a woman's cheeks. Big or small, he loved them curvy and firm. Both his sisters were blessed with majestic behinds. There was something about the roundness and the magic that hid between and under each cheek.
He shook these thoughts from his mind when he'd realised he'd started to turn himself on in the middle of the canteen. He didn't want to walk around school with his cock straining against his pants.
Matt had somehow talked Josh into talking to Hannah and for a second they'd thought he had actually managed to get her number. She wrote something down on a napkin and they assumed it was her digits. Josh returned to their table with the napkin scrunched in his hand.
"Did you get them?" Matt asked.
"Get what?"
"The digits!"
"Do I look like someone who's just gotten Hannah Peters number?"
His face was a mix of anger and humiliation. For weeks now he'd been trying to find a date to the dance. He'd tried everything; From slipping love letters into people lockers, to sliding notes across desks during class and yet still, he couldn't find himself a date.
Nick saw Jessie enter the canteen. She was with her giggly friends and they sauntered over to their designated table. She glanced over towards him and her friends giggled yet again.
"They haven't gotten over last week have they?" Said Matt.
"I don't think that's why they're giggling." Nick smiled, knowingly.
"Then what are they giggling at?" Josh asked.
"I had a girl in my room a few days ago."
"Really! Who?" Josh had already forgotten his recent rejection.
"Jessie..."
"You're lying." Matt could tell that he wasn't but it was almost unbelievable all the same.
"She got caught in the storm and had nowhere to go. So I took her in." Nick shrugged his shoulders, he'd never felt more proud of himself.
"Soooo... What happened?!"
Nick had them both on strings.
"Let's just say, I'm busy this weekend."
"He shoots, he scores!" Josh cheered
as he fist pumped the air.
"That's amazing! What are you guys gonna do? A seat at the movie theatre? Book a table at the Diner? Or maybe... a romantic stroll around Balmont lake?" Matt set the scene with his hands spreading wide before himself.
"Well... I'm not sure yet."
"When is the date?" Josh asked.
"I'm not sure."
"You don't even know when it is that you're seeing her?" Matt had to clarify.
It had suddenly hit him. He didn't even know what they were going to do. It was normally up to the guy to decide but he couldn't think of anything. Now when he thought about it, being on a dinner date with The most beautiful girl in school really upset his stomach. He'd always been nervous around Jessie, even in class when she sat three feet away from him. He would would shake uncontrollably at the simplicity of offering her a pen.
"What am I gonna do?!" He panicked.
"Relax, you have all week to decide. Try and talk to her, see what she likes." Matt prompted.
"Try get to know her in English class today." Josh tapped his shoulder.
"I suppose. What if she doesn't like anything that I like?"
"Then there's plenty more fish in the sea my friend." Matt had said it with the upmost sympathy.
Jessie did as she usually would in English class. She'd lean over and whisper a question to him. Then he'd lean over and whisper the answer. However this time it was Nick who leant over her desk first.
"I don't suppose you still want to see me this weekend?" He rubbed at his neck.
Jessie lifted her eyes from her paper, then to the front of the class where their substitute teacher was reading a book about English literature.
"Of course I do." She smiled.
"Oh... okay, good." He said.
A few minutes had gone by before he'd found something else to say.
"What day are we doing it?"
"I'm free Saturday?" She whispered.
"Saturday is good."
This felt odd. Jessie had never even spoken to him before. Now he was discussing the details of their date. He couldn't help but peak over at her whenever he could. Their eyes were like magnets, they found each other no matter what. Whenever they did, she would smile in a shy sort of way and he would smirk broadly.
He'd never felt this feeling before. Everything seemed to be sitting right for him at the moment. He'd patched things up with Jennifer. Jessica was speaking to him like she'd never done before and sex with Rebecca was becoming more and more passionate each time they did it.
Now he was in class and all he could think about was the woman in his life. He hadn't had sex with Rebecca in a few days and that was playing on his mind a lot. He had went from being a virgin, to having sex regularly, almost everyday. It was quickly becoming an addiction, an addiction that he was not yet willing to give up.
Nick watched as Jessie ripped out a piece of paper from her jotter. She scribbled on it for a few seconds and then secretly passed him the scrunched up ball of paper under his desk. With his eyes on the teacher, Nick reached under the table to take the note from Jessie's hand. At first he couldn't locate where about it was.
His hand brushed up against hers. Her cold touch startled him. It reminded him of how he'd put his arm around her on his bed. The feeling of them touching each other. Skin against skin, it brought the hairs up on the back of his neck.
After taking the note from her hand, Nick slowly unraveled the paper. All he saw was a bunch of numbers. When she was smirking at him was when he realised. She had just given him her number.
He felt his heart beat loud in his chest. It was just like he'd envisioned in his dreams. The scenes he would play over and over in his head were all coming true. Nick walked Jessie to her next class. He'd hoped she'd kiss him on the cheek again, like she'd done before in his room. He craved the feeling of her lips on his skin one more time. He craved that butterfly feeling he got in the pit of his stomach.
But the kiss never came. After he walked Jessie to class, Nick couldn't help but stare at the paper in his hands. These were the numbers that perfectly joined together to make up Jessie's number. All he had to do was punch these numbers into his phone and she'd be on the end of the line. This was Jessie's number he had in his hands! He clutch his fist shut over the paper as if it were a secret treasure. He stuffed it deep into his pocket before attending the last class of the day.
When the final bell of the day rung around the school halls, Nick made his way to the parking lot. It was Wednesday, Rebecca normally picked him up on Wednesdays. He searched around for her car but he could not see it anywhere.
He even checked in the spots that she usually parked in but she was not there either. It wasn't until a small blue car pulled up by the side of the road and honked at him.
"Jessica?" He asked.
