Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 3

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wiped my mouth with the tissue and threw it on the now empty plate. I was seated crossed leg on my bed, back slouched as I wiped the tissue over the dirty plate, completely lost in thought. My phone gives off a ping then buzzes. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There was only one person who would call me this late. Not that I had many friends or contacts to call me either. I was considered an introvert, not that I had any complaint. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I looked at the lit up screen and even though it was to the edge of the bed Gwen’s picture could be seen. I crawled my way to the phone and answered before it stopped. “What are you doing before your big day biatch!” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course, this was how she normally greets me. I rolled my eyes falling back on the bed, legs kicked up towards the high white ceiling. This was probably a bad idea considering that I had just finished gobbling down food. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What big day are you talking about Gwen?” Had she finally lost her bonkers? Gwen was deemed a little crazy sometimes. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I could already picture her rolling her eyes in irritation, pulling the phone away just to glare at it, like I would magically feel it through the device. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Our first day as seniors Arabella! This is considered a big day for us. The sophomores can finally bow down to us.” She practically squealed in my ears. I had to move the phone away just to avoid my eardrums being affected. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hair and the most babiest of blue eyes. Doll like to be considered a barbie doll, very opposite from my dull brown hair and my smoky green

 

 

 

 

 

 

me of the dreadful day that’s approaching.” I grumble

 

 

 

 

 

 

it’s my year to be cheer captain. Come on, I need my best friend to be as excited as me. Don’t leave me hanging.” She whines.

 

 

 

 

 

 

wait for tomorrow, I was the only sour puss. I turn on my stomach. “You’re right, it’s not like I have a ton of pressure on my shoulders. Honestly, I should just rent a party bus, pull up to school with it and invite everyone to come have an alcoholic drink. Speak

 

 

 

 

 

 

cool! Too bad we can’t, don’t want the principal suspending us on our first day.” She laughs. Not at all surprised when she hadn’t noticed my

 

 

 

 

 

 

over my forehead, regretting it completely when I touched the tender spot where I had

 

 

 

 

 

 

going to school with a bump the size of a golf ball on my forehead. I could already imagine the

 

 

 

 

 

 

shuffling on her end. “Yeah, that’s

 

 

 

 

 

 

would even allow me to rent out a party bus? Furthermore, have any alcoholic drinks near

 

 

 

 

 

 

couple of seconds before she agreed.” True. Your parents are too strict Arabella, sometimes

 

 

 

 

 

 

sighed. “Tell me

 

 

 

 

 

 

wear the dark pink skirt I bought

 

 

 

 

 

 

tender spot on my forehead. “Are

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ll be picking you up a little later tomorrow

 

 

 

 

 

 

skirt, though it’s a little too short.” I said. Gwen laughs. “I promise. And leave my skirt alone, it’s hot.”

 

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