It's been said and done. Every beautiful thoughts been already sung. But I guess right now here's another one ~ Selena Gomez

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His soft lips move skillfully along mine as my hips rock over his lap, my feet tucked underneath me. I moan as he bites my bottom lip, teasingly. A grin on his lips.

"Aniya," a distant voice grabs my attention. I turn to Nathan who's looking at me in concern, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Sorry, what were you saying," I shake my head, snapping out of it.

"I asked if you were going to homecoming this year," he leisurely traced the pencil on his paper.

I blinked, processing his words, "yeah, probably. You?"

He cast his head towards his work, "I'm not sure yet. Maybe if I find the right person to go with," he said, looking up at me.

I tilted my head to the side, "Awh don't worry, you'll find someone. You have two weeks still," I assured him. He's a nice guy, lots of girls should be lined up already.

He stared at me openly, his lips twitching. "Thanks Aniya, I'm sure I will. If I do I hope she turns out to be like yo-"

"Benjamin," Victor spoke, taking a seat on the floor between us two.

Nathan abruptly turned to him, "I'm sorry?"

"You asked what I was drawing, no?" He raised an eyebrow towards him. I shifted to the left as there wasn't much space between us in the first place. His cold aura wrapped around us chillingly.

My skin however began to heat up the closer to me he sat. He glanced over his shoulder to me, before placing his attention back on the confused boy. My heart spiked from the mere contact.

"No, I never asked anything actually. Where did you come from?" He shook his head.

"Elsa's ice castle," I muttered under my breath. I chuckled at my own comment. Two sets of eyes were upon me when I lifted my head. Victor's icy grey ones, drew holes into my skull. I clamped my mouth shut, focusing back on my work.

"And you chose to draw Theodore Roosevelt," Victor acknowledged his paper, his tone sounding as uninterested as he looked.

"Yup, the only person I could think of when she said someone of the 17-1800s," he nodded. Nathan scratched the back of his neck, seemingly uncomfortable.

"I drew Harriet Tubman of course," I proudly showcased my piece. Have to show some representation after all she did free the slaves with help of the genius underground railroad.

"Niceee," Nathan raised his hand for a high five. I gave in, smacking my palms against his.

"Victor, dear can you help me push this poster up," Ms. Care grunted from the far corner of the room. She stood on her tippy toes trying to push the flailing poster back to the wall.

Victor rolled his eyes, standing from his spot and going over to help her. She smiled gratefully and stood back as he approached the board.

"If you're looking for a date for homecoming I can always go with you."

I turned to Nathan who had his eyes dead set on me. My mouth gaped, clearly I couldn't see the signs before. He was talking about me!

I internally groaned, having to let him down easily. He's a sweet boy.

"Thanks Nathan but I don't think I'll need a date haha. Plus don't stress about finding one, just go with friends, it's just a dance after all."

He nodded, "is it because of him?"

I lifted my chin, "hmm?"

"Victor, are you with him? Is that why you don't want to go with me?" He asked.

My lips twisted as I looked back at him. Ms.Care clapped her hands happily as he stepped back from the now stable poster.

I sighed, "yeah I'm sorry," I gave him a half smile. I almost forgot he announced to the whole school we were dating, can't deny it now.

He shook his head, "nah don't apologize, at least I could say I tried. He's lucky to have you." He stated genuinely.

A blush spread across my cheeks, "oh my god Nathan that's so sweet. Thank you," I pouted,

Victor sat back down between us, a small frown etched on his face. He looked between the two of us in question.

"What," I said.

His eyes roamed over my face in my flustered state. "Nothing," he replied.

I poked the inside of my cheek with my tongue and turned my attention back to my work. Definitely not his soft pillowy lips on mine while he was right beside me. Of course not.

"Aniya you're drooling," Victors husky voice  whispered in my ear.

I wiped my mouth hastily to find nothing on the back of my hand. I sucked my teeth "no I am not."

He chuckled, always liking to get a rise out of me. I rolled my eyes, before actually going back to my work.

Ms.Care interrupted the class once more to get our attention. My eyes zoomed in on the girl standing beside her. A new student? It's the end of the day!

She shifted nervously from side to side, her thick thighs chafing against each other. Her curly hair formed a angelic halo around her head, brushing past her shoulders. She had the prettiest dark skin I have ever seen, her makeup and nails done to perfection.

"Guys this is Olive, she's transferred from another class." Ms.Care announced. Ohhh I see. "Go head and take a seat wherever you like hun, we're just drawing for now."

Olive nodded her head timidly and searched for a place to sit. Nathan raised a hand immediately, inviting her over here.

"I know a place where she can sit," he rubbed his hands together, fixing and fluffing his hair. Now it was Victors and my turn to look at him.

What the-

"Hi I'm Olive," her velvety voice greeted us.

"Hi, I'm Aniya, that's Victor, and he's Nathan," I pointed to the dude who was ready to take me to homecoming just a second ago.

She smiled and sat beside Nathan who bluntly had his eyes stuck on her. My hands tingled to slap the backside of his head for staring so hard but I resisted. He's a sweet boy remember.

His eye-fucking however went unnoticed as she pulled a few art supplies out.

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"What do you mean you guys broke up?" I spoke into the phone. Lily babbled about the fight she and her girlfriend had. She claims Regina was too much of a party girl for her but me and Quinn both knew what was up.

I sighed, as Quinn spoke her piece. Lily has known she was bi since the sixth grade but Regina was her first real girlfriend. Her parents are strict and against the idea of same sex couples so I'm not surprised Lily backed out in fear.

She huffed into the phone, "I know I'm just scared, I turn 18 soon and don't want to leave for college on bad turns or without a home to come to."

"Lily, you'll always have us who will love you no matter what. Don't let your family get in the way of your happiness, ok?"

Lily sniffled on the receiving end, "yeah."

We ended the call after a few more minutes of talking. I finished some homework and checked in on some colleges I would like to join. It was frustrating to look at but I already have a few in mind if I got accepted.

I chewed the well prepared steak and mashed potatoes my mom made this evening. Kendall laughed joyously as she engaged with her kids. Elijah had left before school started to travel on business again so it was just us.

Thoughts about joining a gym flooded my mind. It would be good for my heart if I started running as well.

Too deep in thought I was startled when I felt a large hand rest on my thigh. I nearly choked on my potatoes. I dramatically patted my chest.

"Aniya, honey are you ok?" Kendall frowned.

I nodded my head, gulping down some water. I'm sure my face was red by now and I didn't dare make eye contact with Victor as he silently snickered beside me. He ate with his left hand casually.

I narrowed my eyes at him when Kendall turned around, shrugging her shoulders. He ignored my glares and escalated his hands dangerously high.

I tried to clamp my knees shut and trap his hand between my thighs. I was wearing a flimsy pair of shorts, and his cold hand on my bare skin sent shivers down my spine.

I gritted my teeth and tried to fight his hand off but it was no use. Nico was beginning to shoot me weird stares. In protection of his innocence I sat up straight as if everything was normal.

Everything however was not normal.

His fingers pinched the skin of my thighs. I held in my small yelps but nothing could hold back the gasp I let out when his fingers brushed over my panties, rubbing my sensitive nub.

"You sure you're okay baby, you didn't forget how to eat did you," my mom asked suspiciously. She eyed my half eaten plate.

"I bumped my knee," I plastered on a smile. "I'm ok mom." She gave me another look before rejoining her and Kendall's conversation.

His swift fingers soon began rubbing circles on my clit. The grip on my knife and fork tightened as waves of pleasure hit me. The pit of my stomach swirled in fear, our parents were only a seat away. Has he gone mad?

I glanced over to him again and cursed him for his cool demeanor. And here I am working up a sweat. His cool eyes flickered to mine, trouble glimmering in them.

As my orgasm builded it became harder for me to decide if I wanted him to stop or finish me off already. I stuffed my mouth with food to prevent any sound from escaping my mouth. I was just about to reach my release when he withdrew his hand and stood up from the table.

My lips trembled as he picked up his plate, a smirk only I could see on his lips.

"Vicky you're done already?" Kendall raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I'm finished," he replied, blowing out a breath of air.

He looked down at my confused/pissed expression and winked, before walking out the room.

Oh he is so dead.

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Long time no see 👀