[10] FUCK FUCKING CUBA

Clara laughed at my word and I feel like squeezing her for bringing Stephen here. "Ain't my fault though" she mouths not wanting Stephen to hear her. "Why so hurry your seventeenth birthday?".

"Planned on fucking two dudes on the night after my party... I'd be on top while they follow my lead". I blurt and bite my lower lip suddenly unaware of Stephen's presence.

Stephen's eyes widen as he stares and looks away avoiding our eyes to meet...

"I guess I should be leaving then". Stephen says and heads for the door.

"Ste..." I say but he was already outside.

"You shouldn't have been harsh on him". Clara says, giving me a judgemental look. "The dude is madly in love with you... Can't you see that?".

"Enough!, I don't wanna talk about it". I say almost in a yell and fall back on the bed. Fuck Stephen, fuck fucking Cuba! Fuck pricky Caleb! fuck DMGIRLS, fuck this school!. I yell and close my eyes.

Clara falls on the bed beside me, her red hair touching my chin. I've told her severally how much I fucking love her hair, it's beautiful shiny color. I've planned to dye my messy blond to her shiny red. That should also be done on my seventeenth birthday.

"I'm sorry". Clara says softly.

"For what?". I asked and turned to face her.

"For everything everything". She laughs and I join her. "So when are you planning on telling me what Cuba said to you that made you almost rip his door off".

Told ya, she ain't gonna keep quiet about it... Clara ain't the quiet type. Mi ain't the talking type but since she came into my life, she's kinda making me a talking type.

"He wants me to fuck him". I say not minding how I might sound but the man is a fucking idiot.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah! Why would I be lying about stuff like that". I groaned as his voice filled my head. Lara you beautiful... Lara, I'm powerful in this school and can grant you anything you wish for if only I fuck ya pussy. I know it's probably wet now. As mine is hard waiting for yours.

"He is an idiot!". Clara yelled.