Passion (2 page)

Josh

It’s raining; I don’t think
she should be driving that heap of metal on a day like this. I drove by her
house to check up on her just as she was coming outside. She looked all kinds
of pissed off. It made me smile. She never noticed me as I followed her on the
slick roads. She was driving way too fast, not that I wasn’t a speeder, but I
had more experience on these roads in these conditions, we’ll have to do
something about that.

I
pulled in next to her but didn’t let myself look at her as I covered my eyes
with my Ray Bans. I could feel her checking me out without being too obvious,
that’s how strong the pull between us is, I can already sense her, eventually
she’d be able to do the same, I’d see to it. I’m going to take over every
aspect of her life bit by bit, but first I will make her crave me.

I ignored all the too easy
pussy crowding the hallways, some of them started primping as soon as they saw
me, I saw my sister Vanessa and her boy Andrew in front of her locker, my
brother Matthew and his girl Patti were probably still in his jeep necking.
That was their routine.

“Joshua have you met the new girl, what’s she like, is she pretty?”

Vanessa had missed school yesterday and by the time I reached home
in the evening she’d been with Andy so she hadn’t had a chance to interrogate
me.

“Oh is that her? she’s gorgeous, uh oh Patti’s not going to like
this, she’s wearing Vuitton rain boots, you know what that means, she knows
fashion. Nope, our Patti is not going to like this one little bit.”

She had a point; Patti was so accustomed to being the center of
attention in our school she was going to have a hard time sharing the
spotlight. Her personality was such that she would view Carissa’s beauty as an
affront. What can I say the girl has issues?

“I’m gonna go introduce myself, toodles.” She gave us a little
finger wave before heading off. I leaned back against my locker and watched to
see how things would play out. I knew my ...

Carissa was a bit surly, but if she hurt Vanessa’s feelings I was
going to have to step in and I didn’t want to have to. It was too soon to show
my hand.

Carrie

When I first saw the little whirling
dervish approach I was ready to blast the fuck outta her, but then she said her
name, his name, I’d heard some of the idiot girls talking about him that’s how
I knew, so I figured she was the sister. I decided to let her share my space
for a time just to be tolerable, but then she named every designer I was
wearing and I perked up, holla, I didn’t think there would be anyone in this
hick town who knew what fashion was, of course her brother was rocking Gucci
today, yesterday had been Ferragamo. I knew my shit, and so apparently did Miss.
Vanessa.

I
tried to follow along in the conversation but girlfriend was talking so fast
her sentences were running together.

“Slow your roll chicklet,
take a deep breath, and calm the fuck down.”

“I’m sorry, I’m just so excited to finally meet you and now you’re
here and you love to shop and I’m so excited.”

And she was off again, somehow I found her more cute than
annoying, I’ll keep her.

“So
Vanessa what is there to do for fun around here?” Somehow we were walking
towards her brother and the nice looking blonde guy, not bad, but nowhere near
Joshua Steele’s caliber.

I played it cool when we
reached them but I have to admit I was a little...unsettled. I tried really
hard not to look at him but I lost that battle, why did this fuck have such a
pull for me, I never let a guy have the upper hand , but this one had dominant
written all over him, so not for me.

Vanessa made the introductions and we played it like we hadn’t
already met, neither of us acknowledging our first meeting. He didn’t hang
around long after that, no what he did do was walk right by me and sniff my
fucking neck. What the fuck was up with this guy, and why did that shit make me
cream my panties? Fuck.

Josh

I watched her from afar for
the rest of that first week, after making her shudder in the hallway that day,
I’d decided to pull back just a little, let her wonder, and wait. It’s a cat
and mouse game, I’m always the cat.

While watching her, I also watched the dicks that are swarming
around her, they haven’t quite tried to breach the inner sanctum yet, too
afraid of that tongue of hers I guess, but I know it won’t be long before one
of them builds up enough courage to approach.

The school dance was coming up soon; I’d heard rumblings of all
the different assholes who were thinking of inviting her. We’ll just see about
that.

I
watched as first Dyson, brave soul that one, then Eric were shot down, good
girl.

The next day Terrence was up
at bat, I watched him approach her in the hallway; I watched her smile at him
and felt my hackles rise. No way, no how. I don’t know what answer she gave
him, he didn’t walk away looking as disappointed as the other two.

Well now, looks like I have to show just the tip of my hand.

I walked as close to her as possible without touching her and
whispered one word in her ear, I felt pretty sure she’d know what I was talking
about.

“No.” that’s what I whispered to her before continuing on my way.
I could feel her staring holes in my back.

Carrie

Mother-fu... this guy really
had to stop this shit, and what the hell did he mean no, no what? Had I asked
him a motherfucking question? I knew damn good and well what he was referring
to, after all it was because I’d become aware of his stare that I had smiled at
the last dude, what’s his face.

I had no intentions of going to the stupid dance in the first place,
but since he threw down the gauntlet I was gonna pick that shit the fuck up. No
my ass, bitch, who the fuck did he think he was any way. No one told me what to
do; I wish a mother-fucker would. Sheeiiit.

Josh

I’ve been keeping tabs on
her, whenever I show an interest in my sister’s plans I get an insight into
Carrie’s since the two have been joined at the hip lately.

It’s been three days since our little encounter; two of them were
over the weekend. I only drove by her house twice to assure myself that she was
there, alone, no visitors.

I
depicted which room was hers, the tree outside her window leaves room for
thought, getting by the Captain is no issue, and I’m the master at covert ops.
I’ve defiled many a debutante right under mommy and daddy’s nose.

I know what you’re thinking;
I’m no man whore, just a normal teenaged guy with a surplus of high grade
pussy. They throw it, I catch, it’s a natural instinct. I don’t cheat, never
had anyone to cheat on, and if someone’s heart gets broken! It’s because they
didn’t read the fine print.

For
someone who speaks like they were raised on the docks my lamb’s reading
material is very telling, it gives me insight into who really lives behind
those defiant eyes. Her dog-eared copies of the Bronte sisters among other
classics make me smile. Especially the copy of Wuthering Heights that’s on the
pillow next to her.

Now it’s lunch period on
Monday, and I’m sure Vanessa plans to ask her to join our table. I don’t know
why she hasn’t thus far, or if she had and was rebuffed, we’ll see.

Patti as expected is not pleased by these events, Matthew better
shut her the fuck up before I do, see Matt might be older, but in this dynamic,
I run things, always have. I don’t know if it’s because of my higher than
average intelligence, or my silently forceful personality, it’s just always
been this way, my sibs followed my lead.

I gave Matt a look that spoke volumes; he rolled his eyes at me
and smirked. Sometimes my brother could be an ass, but I wasn’t giving anything
away.

When Vanessa showed at the table with Carrie lamb in tow I kept my
head averted as it had been. I didn’t have to look to know she was here, her
scent enveloped me, it was driving me fucking insane. I couldn’t wait to lick
it off of her.

Carrie

I don’t know why chicklet
keeps insisting that I sit at her table, she has some crazy ass idea that I’m
lonely and shit sitting by myself, now usually a douche sitting alone meant
outcast of some sort, with me, it’s what I choose, it’s my way of saying ‘I
like my own company better than yours so fuck off.’

She dragged my ass over to the table where her two brothers, Andrew,
and the Marilyn Monroe wannabe were already sitting. The fuck was her problem
anyway? Bitch had her nose in the air, yeah, like I give a fuck, bitch I could
out bitch you with one hand tied behind my back while wearing a gunny sack.

I
ignored her ass, I know exactly how to deal with her kind, I was her kind at
ten, amateur.

Mr. Fucked up hair was off in
La La land, where he seemed to live most of the time, I was beginning to think
he was bi polar, but somehow I doubted it, he was just one slick mother-fucker.

You
wanna play cool? I’ve peeped your game mother-fucker, I see your ‘no’ and raise
you a fuck off.

“So Vanessa when are we going
shopping for the dance?” I say this cool as can be as we set our trays down on
the table. She of course starts to squeal, nothing gets the chicklet going
faster than the mention of shopping, it was hard to imagine that these two were
twins, I think she might’ve gotten all the vocal chords in that deal.

“You never told me, who’re you going with again?”

“It’s a surprise.” I smirk, no one seems interested in our
conversation and by no one I mean you know the fuck who.

“Aw come on just one little hint.”

“Okay, he’s older, he’s in college, and he’s fuck hot.” Take that
asshole.

Josh

Well well well the little lamb was baiting the lion, I wonder if
she knew that this is just what I needed from her. I almost smiled but didn’t,
instead I turned and looked at her through my sunglasses. Let the games begin.

Josh

It didn’t take too much
effort to find the guy that she thought she was going to the party with. Just a
little detective work on my part. Wasn’t she lucky I did that shit?

I know she did it to thumb her nose at me; I’ll have to teach her
that that wasn’t acceptable.

I
played her the rest of the week, she didn’t like my cold shoulder too much, too
bad, she made her play.

I encouraged some of the
unwanted attention from the easy pussy brigade just for kicks, I wasn’t in to
leading chicks on, I didn’t need the ego booster, so I played it safe.

Tiffany Roberts seemed to be the one to do it for her, every time
I was in the same air space as Tiffany, which was whenever lamb was in the
vicinity, I would catch her rolling her eyes that could be a sign of
indifference, if not for the clenched fists.

You have no idea how to play this game little lamb , I’m circling
your queen, coming in for the kill, won’t be too much longer before checkmate.

Carrie

Diabolical motherfucker, he
thinks I don’t know what he’s doing, like I give a fuck. He’s been ignoring me
all week, ever since I first sat at their table.

Now every time I turned around he was all smiley smiley with that
fake Tiffany bitch, I guess if he’s into small minded twats that’s the way to
go. Fuck I care.

I was mad as fuck but had no idea why. Lately he’d taken to
sitting elsewhere whenever I sat at their table, making it rather obvious that
he didn’t want to sit with me.

 heard the whispers, but if that fuck thought I was gonna give him
the satisfaction he didn’t know a bitch like me, though for some reason it
bothered the fuck out of me, not that he was ignoring me, but that he was
making it so obvious in front of the whole damn cafeteria.

I didn’t take lightly to other people’s bullshit, especially if it’s
unwarranted. I’ll just have to show Mr. Steele what happens when you fuck with
me.

Josh

Oh she’s good but not good
enough, you will never outsmart me baby. I came home to find the delightful
Miss. Sterling in residence, she seemed to be putting on a fashion show for
Vanessa they were both upstairs in Vanessa’s room which I had to pass to get to
the stairs leading to my floor.

Her timing was impeccable I had to say; just as I reached the door
she was bending over to fix her stockings. The skirt she had on would be
illegal in most states or should be I know she wasn’t thinking about wearing
that shit to the party especially not with that motherfucker. Calm down Joshua,
you’ve already got that taken care of.

I kept going as if she didn’t give me the boner from hell, from
hell because I know she wouldn’t let me fuck her and I had no interest in any
other pussy right now. I refuse to jack off, that’s probably what she intended
anyway.