My dad always said that having a high paying job was the most important thing in life.
Senior year of high school I agreed with my father. I didn’t believe in love. Not anymore. In the summer between junior and senior year I caught my boyfriend of three years sleeping with one my best friends.
I sigh as I walk into school on a cold Wednesday morning after the New Years break only to see them kissing against my locker.
“You okay pumpkin?” My other best friend, you know the one that didn’t sleep with my boyfriend, Sam, asks grabbing my hand.
I throw her a fake smile and a small nod. “I really, really wish you would let me punch them both.” She grumbles pulling me to her locker and away from the heart breaking scene in front of me.
“I mean who the hell does that? They both need their teeth punched in.” She babbles throwing her locker open. “In other news Charlie is finally coming back today.”
“He’s only been away two days.” I giggle leaning against the locker next to hers. “Yeah well he sucks.” She mumbles slamming her locker. “Do you think they’ve moved?” I ask referring to Greg and Kirsten playing tongue hockey against my locker.
“You know they don’t stop until they’ve seen you or the bell rings.” Sam says sympathetically. “You could always share my locker.” She says and gives me a toothy smile.
I roll my eyes and her smile deflates. Ever since school started she’s been asking me to share her locker but I won’t give Greg and Kirsten the satisfaction in knowing they’re hurting me. It’s better to keep a brave face.
When we get to our first class we instantly go to the back of the room where we always sit. “Charlie better not be late.” Sam groans throwing her bag onto the floor. “I’m never late sweet cheeks.” Charlie smirks taking his seat in front of her.
“You’re always late.” I say sticking my tongue out. “You still owe us lunch.” Sam points at Charlie reminding him of the bet he lost last week. “I thought you’d forget.” He groans throwing his head back.
“They never forget.” Johnny, Charlie’s quite brooding friend mumbles taking the seat in front of me. He doesn’t say much but when he does talk it’s just short mumbled sentences.
“You girls coming on Saturday?” Charlie asks grinning widely at us, referring to the party Greg throws every weekend. “No.” We both answer at the same time, making his smile completely disappear. We used to go to every party but that all changed when I caught him cheating.
Charlie doesn’t get a chance to bother us about the stupid party on Saturday again until lunch time. “Come on! It’ll be fun! I promise!” He pouts. “For fucks sake Charles!” Sam says loudly hitting her hand on the table making people around us jump and stare. “We’re not going and that’s final!”
“Johnny is even coming!” Charlie argues. “That’s a lie.” Sam argues back. “He is!” Charlie yells back. “Ask him next period!” He exclaims, becoming red in the face and veins begin popping out of his neck.
“Calm down grumpy.” Sam laughs shoving fries into her mouth before abruptly freezing. The only movement is her eyes turning into slits. Charlie’s face turns into a scowl when he looks behind me.
I start to turn in my seat to see what they were trying to kill with eyes. “Don’t.” Charlie warns kicking my leg. “Ow that hurt asshole!” I exclaim rubbing my leg. “Sorry pumpkin.” He says rolling his eyes. “Come on lets go to class.” Charlie demands grabbing Sams arm and pulling her out of the cafeteria leaving me sitting there confused.
I look behind me and scan the room. Nothing is happening. Everything looks completely normal, confusing me even more.
Once I get to class I decide to ask what the fuck just happened. “What was that about?” I question standing in front of Sam and Charlie who are leaning close whispering. “Nothing.” Charlie says quickly jumping away.
I narrow my eyes at Sam as she squirms in her seat avoiding my eyes. “Sam?” I question crossing my arms. “What’s going on?” Johnny asks suddenly standing next to me.
“These two are being weird.” I say eyeing both of them. “Hey Johnny, Charlie told us a lie about you!” Sam quickly says changing the subject. “Oh yeah? What was it?” He deadpans sitting down in front of Charlie.
“That you’re going to the party on Saturday.” Sam says. “I am.” He shrugs. My eyes snap from Sam to Johnny. “You are?” I ask in complete shock. I’ve never seen him at a party before. Ever. “Yup.” He replies popping the ‘p’.
“Olivia. Sit down.” I hear Mrs Jones our middle aged ‘cool’ history teacher says walking into the room. I look around the room and realise the bell must’ve rang as the whole class is sitting down.
I quickly sit in my seat and hide my reddening face. “Always has to be centre of attention.” I hear Kirsten mutter. “Anything to share Kirsten?” Mrs Jones asks. “No miss.” She answers sweetly batting her eyelashes.
“Bitch.” I hear Sam mumble under her breathe. “Okay. So today we’ll start working on a partner project. I’ve put different historical events in this hat and you and your partner will pick one and that’s what you’ll be doing.” Mrs Jones smiles like it’s something we’d actually enjoy.
“Miss do we pick our own partners?” Greg asks smirking at Kirsten, looking like he’s going to pounce on her at any given second. “Yes you can. I’ll give you a few minutes to get into pairs.” She smiles widely before taking a seat.
“Dibs Sam!” Charlie calls out as I spin in my seat. “What? No I get Sam.” I argue. I always work with Sam and he always works with Johnny. It’s how it’s always been. “I need to get my grades up and she’ll help.” Charlie counters. I sigh accepting defeat. Charlie needs good grades so he can get a football scholarship.
“Looks like you’re stuck with me.” I sigh to Johnny, he of course doesn’t answer and continues to doodle in his notebook. “Mr Williams, come pick a topic.” Mrs Jones calls out to Johnny.
He sighs and walks up to the front of the room and grabs a piece of paper. “Who’s your partner?” Mrs Jones asks glancing at the paper and writing it down. “Olivia.” He mutters before looking at the paper and rolling his eyes.
“What’d we get?” I ask once the whole class had their topics. “Black plague.” Johnny rolls his eyes again. I groan and lay my head on my desk in response.
“I heard all she does is sit and cry at home.” I hear Kirsten sneer. “I heard she only leaves the house for school. To embarrassed to show her face.” Greg pipes up. I know with out looking, their whole group is looking at me. I grit my teeth and sit up before turning to Charlie making my mind up.
“We’ll go to the party.”
On Saturday after the school football game I’m upstairs with Sam in Charlie’s room getting ready for the party. “Are you sure you want to go?” Sam asks sadly looking at me through the mirror.
“Yes. I’ve got to show them they didn’t break me.” I tell her proudly. She gives me a quick nod before going back to doing her make up. “You girls are taking ages.” Charlie whines walking into his room fresh from the shower.
“Says you who isn’t even dressed.” I joke. “What is my towel not good enough for a party?” Charlie asks in mock horror. “Hurry up! We’re ready!” Sam demands jumping up from the floor.
15 minutes later we’re walking into Greg’s house where the party is. It feels weird coming back after five months. I spent so much time here the past three years it was like a second home.
Everything still looks the same.
“Why does the party have to be here of all places?” Sam groans dragging me straight through the living room and into the kitchen. “He has it every weekend remember?” I remind her grabbing a drink.
“I remember.” She mutters grabbing her own drink. We quickly down our drinks before grabbing another one and head into the living room. At least we can get drunk for free for putting up with the awkwardness.
“Hey look! Johnny did show up!” Sam shouts into my ear pointing across the room where he is standing with Charlie chatting with the other footballers.
As if he can sense us talking about him Johnnys head snaps towards us and gives us a small smile and makes his way over to us.
“Having fun?” I ask sarcastically. Johnny rolls his eyes and grabs my drink and downs it before handing me the empty cup. “Hey!” I yell. “Go get me another.” I demand shoving my cup back into his hands. He simply shrugs before walking off to the kitchen.
He comes back shortly after with a fresh drink for me and himself. “This sucks!” Sam whines. “Agreed!” I whine back. Why did I love these party before? “Come on.” Johnny says before walking off towards the kitchen.
I shrug and follow him with Sam following me closely behind. When we get to the kitchen Johnny is leaning against the counter, when he spots us pushes himself off the bench and goes out the back door.
“What the fuck is he doing?” Sam asks as we follow. When we reach him he’s sitting outside on the grass. “What the fuck are you doing?” Sam asks this time directed at Johnny.
He simply smirks and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels from his jacket. I smile widely and take a seat next to him on the grass with Sam joining a second later.
“Where’d you find this?” I ask grabbing the bottle and taking the first gulp. “Stole it from his parents liquor cabinet.” Johnny smirks as I pass the bottle to Sam.
“I see why Charlie is friends with you.” Sam giggles taking a swig and passing the bottle. “His parents are going to flip their shit!” Charlie laughs suddenly appearing and sitting in between me and Sam.
“Why are you out here with the lame-os?” Sam asks pulling the bottle back to her. “Thought I’d check on my favourite lame-os” He laughs.
All four of us sit around laughing, passing the bottle getting drunker and funnier with each sip.
“You remember when Charlie split his pants?” Sam laughs hysterically. “Alright drunky, lets get you home.” Charlie says blushing.
“I don’t wanna!” Sam pouts crossing her arms. “We can’t leave pumpkin.” She attempts to whisper but comes out normal volume.
“I’ll stay with her.” Johnny smiles at my two best friends. “We still have this to finish.” He says holding up the half empty bottle and shaking it slightly. “Exactly!” I smile as I snatch the bottle.
“Be good pumpkin pie.” Sam says crawling over and giving me a sloppy kiss on the cheek before being pulled up by Charlie. “Bye pumpkin! Bye Johnny!” Charlie calls holding Sam up. “Yuck.” I say wiping Sams spit off my cheek. “What you don’t like sloppy kisses?” Johnny laughs at me.
“No! Who likes sloppy kisses?” I exclaim. “Sam apparently.” Johnny laughs. “Well she is a sloppy bitch.” I laugh. “Why’d you come tonight?” I question pulling the bottle out of his hands.
“Charlie begged.” He shrugs grabbing the bottle back before I could even take a sip. “Was it everything you hoped and dreamed it would be?” I ask dramatically. “O-M-G it’s been like everything and more.” Johnny says impersonating a teenage girl making me burst into laughter.
We sit around joking with each and finishing the bottle off. “You know what we sh-should do?” I hiccup leaning closer to Johnny. “We should hide the bottle and my panties! His mom will find it and lose her shit!” I practically yell, not giving him time to answer.
“Such a badass.” Johnny chuckles standing with the bottle in his hand and offering me his free one. We hide the bottle in the garden shed and throw my panties next to it carelessly, knowing his mom will find it tomorrow. I just wish I could witness her going nuts.
“How are you getting home?” Johnny asks stumbling a little. “Walking.” I tell him. “I’ll walk you.” He says wrapping his arm around my waist helping me stand, even though both of us can hardly stand up.
“How far is your house?” Johnny whines. “Only five minutes you lazy bones.” I laugh and stumble a bit. “We’ve been walking forever.” He mumbles pulling me closer. “It’s been two minutes.”
Five minutes later, as promised, we get to my house and Johnny helps me up the porch stairs. “Thanks.” I say giving standing on my tippy toes and kissing his cheek gently.
“You’re welcome.” Johnny whispers back. For the first time I notice his eyes are icy blue and beautiful. “You have beautiful eyes.” I whisper taking a step closer.
“You’re very beautiful.” Johnny whispers tucking a piece of my light brown hair behind my ear. His eyes flicker to my lips before he leans forward slightly before hesitating.
I quickly close the gap and smash my lips against his. His lips are soft and moving gently against mine. I deepen the kiss and bite his lip gently. Johnny opens his mouth and slips his tongue into my mouth.
After a few moments I pull back slightly. “Stay the night?” I whisper against his lips. “Are you sure?” He whispers back. I nod and smile before opening the door and taking his hand.
I lead him through the living room and down the hallway into my bedroom. I drop his hand and kick my shoes off and peel my dress off so I’m standing in front of him in just my bra and panties.
“Fuck Olivia.” Johnny breathes before pulling me into his chest and slamming his lips into mine again, surprising me. Never did I think Johnny would be like this. But I’m not complaining.
I move hands under his shirt and start to pull it up. Johnny breaks the kiss only for a second to pull it over his head.
I walk backwards leading us to my bed and fall down onto my back. Johnny climbs over me and his lips instantly attach themselves to my neck.
Johnny kisses and gently sucks his way down to my bra before reaching around and undoing it and throwing it across the room.
“Jesus Liv. Your tits are fucking perfect.” Johnny moans before sucking on my nipple. “Johnny.” I whisper breathlessly as I tug his hair slightly.
Johnny stands quickly and kicks off his jeans and boxers before climbing on top of me again. Right now I’m so thankful I already had no underwear on.
“Are you sure?” He whispers against my lips looking into my eyes. “Fuck me Johnny.” I demand lifting my hips.
Without another word Johnny slips inside of me moaning. “You feel so good.” He whispers not moving. I lift my hips getting impatient.
Johnny slams his lips into mine and finally starts moving. I moan and dig my nails into his back. He thrusts into me a little faster. I wrap my legs around his hips and push him deeper.
“Olivia.” He moans into my ear. “Fuck me harder Johnny.” I moan. He obeys and thrusts into me harder and deeper.
Johnny moves onto his knees and pulls my legs over his shoulders. He brings his hand to my sensitive bud and starts rubbing.
“I’m coming to come.” I moan, Johnny thrusts faster and keeps rubbing until I come all over his cock and hand. Johnny lets my legs go and leans over me and thrusts harder and faster before he comes inside of me.
After a few moments Johnny gently pulls out of me and rolls off. I roll over and give him a soft kiss on the lips before pulling the blanket over us and snuggling into his chest. “Sweet dreams.” Johnny whispers kissing my forehead and pulls me closer.