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For the next few days, I make Billie think I’m leaving her alone.
I make her believe she’s won and put me, the bully, in my place.
I watch her, and she knows I’m watching. It’s something I make a point of while we’re in class.
We have five classes together, so I unnerve her five times as much.
When she leaves the school grounds, I make sure I’m right there waiting in the parking lot to freak her out even more.
She tries to ignore me, but she can’t do it any more than I can her.
Friday night comes, and I’m surprised when she turns up at Belinda Pertrinkov’s party.
I’m even more surprised by how much better she looks when she gets dressed up.
The clothes she wears during the week are all casual, as if she’s trying to hold on to her girlhood. However, with a body like hers, it’s impossible.
Those fully-rounded tits and that ass make her look like a woman ripe and ready for the taking.
Tonight, she and Isabelle, Principal Kolyav’s spawn, are wearing bodycon dresses. Hers is black with diamantes splashed over it, and Isabelle’s is white.
While she doesn’t have the kind of figure Billie is sporting to carry off the dress, even I can admit she looks good. Definitely better than those stupid Lolita-doll dresses she’s been wearing for the last five years that I’ve known her.
Both girls have their hair up in messy buns, and both ignore me when they catch me watching from the sidelines.
Fingers flutter over my back and work their way around to my chest as Jenna comes face to face with me.
She’s wearing red tonight. It matches her hair.
“You look bored, Chad. Boredom doesn’t suit you,” she coos in a syrupy voice.
“I always look like this.” I sport a professional poker face.
“There’s something different about you tonight. Something more tense. Come on, let me fix that.”
She’s been on my ass all week, trying to fuck me.
It’s always the same with her. She goes from one dick to the next, then circles back to me.
When I actually am bored, I take what she’s offering.
I just haven’t wanted it this week. I haven’t wanted her, and she knows it.
I think it’s safe to say she knows me well enough to guess that if I’m standing here watching a girl I hate, it means I’m up to something more evil than meets the eye.
“No,” I tell her with the same nonchalance.
“Why not?” She pouts, pressing her fingers into my chest.
I lean closer to her ear and she smiles, probably thinking I’m going to kiss her.
“You know I never explain myself to anyone. I’m not going to start now. Now, run along. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Jenna drops her hands to her sides and I return my gaze to Billie across the room, who I caught staring at me.
As our gaze collides, she looks away quickly and continues talking to Felipe, one of the audio-visual geeks.
Jenna sees where my gaze has landed and frowns with disdain.
