Lay answers him and he scoffs.“Seriously Cara. That’s not how I roll, so dinner six p.m.?”
I think for a moment. “How about we discuss it in class. I’ll see you in a few hours. Bye, handsome.” I hang up before he can respond and smack Sassy on her arm. “One, that was my breakfast you just hoovered down, and two that was so not funny. I may have fooled around lately, but that doesn’t mean all these guys are wanting me. I am not Ariana Grande,” I say, then turn to my room to get dressed.
“She really doesn’t know how hot she is,” Sassy mutters quietly. I pause, but keep on moving. I do not want to have this conversation right now.
e
I walk into the elevator and someone grabs the back of my hair pulling me out and to the floor. “No sluts allowed,” Ella sneers, kicking my bag down the hall, before entering the lift and pressing the button. She blows me a kiss as the doors close. I glance around, but no one will meet my eyes, yet they have no problem kicking my items everywhere. I crawl around on my knees, picking things up when someone smacks my butt hard. I yelp and a group of guys laugh. I quickly get to my feet and rush to the girls bathroom. I know I’m about to break down and I don’t need anyone seeing my tears. It will only make them happy to witness my misery. I slam into the restroom and the door crashes into the wall, I ignore the eyes and move to the second to last stall. Someone snickers, but I don’t pay them any attention. I shut and lock the door thankful for the full wooden ones they have at this fancy-pants school. I don’t think I could handle someone looking over the top or peeking under the bottom at me right now. I pull out my phone and text my girls from back home.
Me:I hate it here.
Bubbles appear instantly and I smile though it’s weak.
Cass:Come home. We miss you girl.
Sam I Am:I’ll drive up there and beat some asses. Just try me. What’s going on Cara?
Lee:Take a deep breath babe.
I tell them everything that’s been going on and the last five minutes of our conversation is me trying to calm them down and stop them from coming out here and killing ‘some preppy assholes and skanky bitches’. I open the door and pause. There’s a note taped to the mirror with my name on it. I glance around, but no one is here. I slowly shuffle and pull it off the glass, before opening it. The tears start once more.
You don’t belong here.
Go home you hillbilly skank.
Why me? What the hell have I done to these girls? I just wanted to come to college and experience all it had to offer. I never wanted to spend my days being harassed and mistreated and my nights crying until I pass out only to be woken by my dickhead neighbor. I’m exhausted. Mentally, emotionally, physically exhausted, and so over all their shit. It’s time I stood up for myself and said to hell with them. I’ve passed all their little tests and trials. I’ve put up with all the drama and never said a thing back. I kept a pretty little smile on my face all the while they hurt, demean, and try to break me down. But no more. I glance in the mirror and give myself a pep talk. Watch out bitches, Carson Matthews is no push over and it’s time you met the real her.
I pull up my big girl panties and fix my makeup before rushing to class. I know I’m late at this point, but I don’t want to leave Jase stranded with our presentation. This week's topic was ‘falling for your bully’ and we had to come up with a slideshow depicting movies and TV shows that had this subject. I was shocked with how many early 2000 shows had this. I don’t see it much in shows these days, but I’ve read many books like that. While I was doing research I came across a show called ‘Veronica Mars’ and I’m hooked. Logan is just yummy and gives me East vibes if I’m being honest.
I walk in the door and give Jen a wave. Jennifer Robbins is a total anomaly. She hates being called ‘professor' or Ms. Robbins. She’s wild, eccentric, outspoken and I love her. But fuck don’t ever call her ma’am. I thought she was going to shove her Louis Vuittons up my ass.
I slide into the seat beside Jase and am gifted with a huge smile, “Hey, I thought I wouldn’t see you after all.”
I lean over and press my lips to his, then back away and dig through my bag for my folder. Thanks to those assholes in the hall my papers are not in order. “Sorry. I needed a moment, but I’m all good now,” I tell him, still rifling through my bag for something. “Shit. I can’t find my notecards. Please tell me you brought yours,” I say, turning to face him. His eyes are glued to my mouth and his cheeks are a little red. “Jase.”
He snaps out of it and nods his head yes. Clearing his throat he moves to his own bag and pulls out the cards I’d made for him.
I sigh with relief and take them. “Thank god you have yours, we’ll just have to share,” I say with a wink, and he smiles.
I watch a few classmates give their presentations and know that ours is infinitely better, but it’s not a competition.
After we are all done, Jen goes on a rant about how we are all innately attracted to things that could cause us pain, it's a biological reaction and not our faults. I’m not sure I agree, but I can admit the feelings I have toward East could count as enemies to lovers. The other guys haven’t hurt me yet. Hopefully they don't. I can only take so much, before I snap.
“Well if any of you beautiful people ever get fed up with another person and want to just love yourself, you know where to find me. I always have things on hand,” Jen says, and I burst out laughing. Jase leans over and whispers, “You won’t ever need something fake with me around. I could satisfy you all night long.” I bite my lip and wrap a hand around his neck, pulling him closer to me, so I can tease him back. “If I said I was all in, and I wanted you to take me somewhere and prove it. What would you do?” I place a small kiss on his neck, then back away. He gulps and gives me a look full of heat. Jen claps, pulling our attention back to the front. I watch from the corner of my eye as he adjusts himself, leaning back and spreading his legs wide. I squirm in my chair and his lips quirk a little. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, but I really want to find out.
“Okay class, great day today. No homework this time, enjoy the weekend. Do something crazy and wild. Enjoy life while you're young,” Jen says, then walks over to the desk and grabs her bag. Jase stands and offers me his hand, helping me from my seat. He leans down and kisses me hard. I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my lips harder to his. My cheeks heat and my heart races, not to mention the state of my panties. He pulls away, tugging me to the door. I glance behind me and Jen gives me a wink. I smile and wave, before following him to the elevator. I take a deep breath in and out trying to get the nerve to proposition him. “Hey, so I know you wanted to do dinner, but do you think maybe we can just stay in? Get some takeout and watch a movie or something?” I ask, and his eyes light up. He clears his throat quickly, “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. How about I pick up some chinese and I’ll meet you at your dorm in say”—he checks his watch before continuing—“four hours? That gives me time to get through practice and shower.”
I give him a huge, grateful smile. “Sounds perfect. Thank you, Jase,” I say leaning up to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, he turns his head at the last second.
“You keep doing that,” I scold him. He shoots me a wink, then rushes off. I watch him go for a moment, before spinning to head to my next class.
e
“Okay, I’m so full. I couldn’t eat another bite.” I groan, leaning back onto Jase’s chest. He showed up thirty minutes earlier than planned and kissed me stupid, until he had to go grab our food. When he came back he’d cooled down and put a movie on so we could eat while it was hot. Now that we’re done, I know things are about to heat back up. His hand keeps moving closer to the apex of my thighs. I wiggle and his chest moves from his silent laughter. I lean back to look at him, his eyes watch me for a moment before his lips attack mine. I gasp and he takes full advantage. His tongue swoops in tangling with mine, swallowing my moans as he slides his finger under the band of my shorts. I’m not wearing panties, and he groans, dipping his finger lower. “You're so wet, so tight,” he says, trying to push his finger inside farther. I whimper and he rolls me to my back, kissing down my stomach, before ripping my shorts off and shoving his face between my thighs. “Oh,” I shout as he attacks my pussy with his tongue and teeth. Not taking his time now. I’m right on the edge, when he shoves a finger in hard. I explode, drenching his face and he moans. He cleans me up, then brings his lips back to mine. I ignore the taste and kiss him hard. He grinds into me with his hard cock and I toss my head back. I use the heels of my feet trying to pull down his sweats and he laughs, reaching back to help me. His cock springs free and I tense as I feel the smooth, hard skin, rubbing along my slit.
Am I ready for this?I am almost nineteen years old for crying out loud. It’s time. Jase is so sweet and I have real genuine feelings for him. Plus after experimenting with Connor and Lay I know he’s the one I want to do this with. I’m falling for Connor and I know if I were to give him this, it would end up hurting him. He says he’s okay with sharing me, but I know it’s killing him that I don’t want to commit. I’m just not ready. All my life I’ve been stuck in Memphis’ web, and now that I’m free, I can see what I have missed, and all the other amazing opportunities I could have had. I don’t want to settle down. Doesn’t mean I want to go wild and bang a bunch of random dudes, but I do want to just be young and have some fun. He rubs against me harder, and I gasp. I stop staring at his abs, and look up to his eyes. He’s watching me. I try to get out of my head and let the sensations take over but I just can’t. I mean I’ve never even given a blow job. Shouldn’t I try that first before having sex?God I am so naive,how do I go about telling him I want his dick in my mouth? I starfish on the bed and huff, covering my hands over my face. He freezes. “Is everything okay?” he asks hesitantly. I nod, then shake my head with a moan. Climbing off, I grab his arm, not letting him leave. He bends down and pulls his sweats back on, before sitting beside me. The bed dips and his fingers gently pull my other hand from my face. He looks down at me with concern. “Cara what’s wrong?” I laugh nervously and sit up, grabbing a pillow to cover my lap. I take a deep breath and gaze into his gorgeous hazel eyes, so much like his brother’s, but also uniquely different.
“I’ve never done this before. Gah, now you think I’m lame.” I snort and cover my eyes with both hands again. He gently removes one, and kisses my palm.