My Life As Bitch.

~ Sir, Ma’am, Can You Step Outside The Car?

Easy and breezy. That’s the definition of high school for Kirsten. Who would have thought that Kirsten Pierce would be a bitch? A popular one at that. And for that title, almost all of the students part like the red sea when she walks the hallways. Almost all of them shake in fear when she sends them a glare. That’s the best feeling in the world, feeling absolute.

“Ah, here’s my baby.” Dave’s face appeared in front of her after she went through the front doors of the school.

She gave him a deep kiss before winking at him and walking away. She didn’t want to deal with him right now. He could ruin the day for her. A lot of people stared at her when she paused by her locker to get some things. She knew half of it hates her and half of it fears her and at the same time jealous of her. She can’t blame them; all of what they’re seeing is natural and real. Not like the past bitches that once ruled this school. Her hair is purely blonde and not bleached and tampered with, as some people would say, her hair’s a ‘virgin’. Her body parts—unlike so many others—aren’t implanted and boosted up to make them look ‘hotter’. And unlike tons of girls, she makes people fear her.

“I see you’re back.” She stated in front a girl that looks average and plain. The girl had dull brown eyes, dead straight brown hair and freckles are scattered across her cheeks and nose. She wore simple plain glasses and dressed casually in a shirt and jeans.

Her mood seemed to go downhill as she stared at Kirsten, “Is it me or did you just get uglier over the summer Kirsten Pierce?” Kirsten rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. She can’t believe this girl has the nerve to talk back at her.

“Whatever.” Kirsten ignored her comment. “I just wanted to tell you to watch your cousin. Tell her to not mess with me, Isla Cox.”

Isla’s eyes narrowed into slits and her back straightened. She tensed up and she shut her locker door silently.

“Tiffany?” She asked, a quiver in her voice made Kirsten smile.

“Who else?” Kirsten stepped up and backed Isla against the lockers, glaring at her at all times. “Tell her to not rub it in my face. Or else, I swear, she’ll regret it.” She stepped back one step. “And maybe you’ll regret it too.”

And with that one last sentence, she turned around to walk away.

{ KIRSTEN’S POINT OF VIEW }

I’m sucking face with Dave right this very moment. We’re in the school quadrangle, on our usual spot on the picnic tables near the school fountain. I was straddling his lap on the bench with his tongue down my throat, my fingers through his hair, his hands on my ass and my other hand under his shirt.

You would think that people throw us disgusted looks and a couple of guys would start hooting or something but they didn’t pay any attention to us. They were busy either going home as fast as they can or they’ve seen this display too many times before.

“God! Kirst! Stop sucking face for at least a minute or two?” Lily shouted. I felt something hit my lower back and a shoe hit Dave’s head.

“Take her to your house Dave!” I glared at Josh—Dave’s best friend—but continued on kissing Dave. It was Dave who pulled away. His eyes were filled with lust and I could practically feel his needs.

“Shut up.” He muttered before grinning at me. Our lips are both swollen due to our half an hour make out session. I slid off his lap and fixed my clothes before giving Dave one last kiss and slipped a piece of paper in his hand.

I turned to face a very irritated Lily and grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the single white Audi in the parking lot. I waved to my driver and he immediately opened the door to us. We stepped in and I was shocked to see a bouquet of red blooming roses on the seat.

“Well, shit. You’ve got an admirer.” I heard Lily mutter.

Seeing as there are a couple of chocolate boxes with the bouquet, why not see who sent it. I carefully took the first box of chocolates and took a piece before popping it in my mouth and handing it over to Lily. I must admit it, the chocolate was heavenly. It melted in my mouth in a way that I want to moan. Lily seemed to agree with me with her silent moans. I looked at the card attached to one single white blooming rose in the middle and took it in my hands.

“Oh, shit.” I groaned and opened the card. “Not this again.”

Kirsten,

I am hoping that this flowers and chocolates may melt your heart and let me be your date for the annual ball that the Vega family has every year before the start of classes in SSU. This may be our last meeting until Thanksgiving. So, can you be my date?

-Kyle Sinners

“You’re going to that thing?” Lily asked. She was raising a brow while she munched on a chocolate.

I couldn’t help but sigh and say, “I have to. As much as I’d love to ditch that stupid party, I can’t. Or else, my mother’s going to kill me.”

Lily snorted unattractively and pulled out her phone. “And when did that stop you from breaking the rules?”

This time, I laughed and nodded. She knew me too damn well. “Don’t worry, I’ll show up at that party for like half an hour and no one will even notice me sneaking out.”

+ + + + +

“Damn, Kirst.” Dave muttered in my ear. I giggled loudly and pushed him back against the backseat of the car. We were at the street behind our school and it was already ten in the evening. I wrote the details of our meeting in the paper I shoved in his hand at school and here we are now.

“Hurry.” I whispered to him. My mind was reeling and all I knew is that I know what I want right this moment.

He seemed to get my message and pulled off his shirt. In a flash, he had my lips on his and his hands unzipping the jacket I have. My hands roamed his chest and his shoulders and my tongue easily slipped inside his mouth, he moaned against my mouth and soon enough, my jacket and shirt was disposed off and we were now getting hot and heavy.

“Shit, Kirst. My zipper’s stuck.” He growled against my neck. I managed to open the door of his car and helped him with the pants-problem. “Damn it. Why does it have to be stuck now?”

And as if the zipper heard his complaining it gave way easily and his pants was disposed off. We climbed back inside the car and locked the door. He helped me pull off my cotton shorts and resumed back to kissing my neck, my stomach, my lips and everything else. His hand went around me and just as he was about to unhook my bra, a light shined through the window and a very loud knock filled the car.

“Excuse me, sir. But can you step outside the car?” I looked over Dave’s shoulder with an annoyed expression but my face soon paled when I saw two police officers outside the car. One was skinny and one had a pot-belly.

“Fuck. Dave get off. The freaking police are here.” I dove for my shirt and quickly pulled it on along with my shirt while Dave cussed and dressed at the same time.

“Sir, Ma’am, can you step outside the car?” Another police asked, he sounded annoyed unlike the other one.

My heart was beating wildly against my chest when I stepped out. My mother is going to kill me. Shit. This isn’t happening. Dave was being questioned and he seemed to be irritated as hell. I tried to look like him and hoped my face was identical to his.

“And how old are you?” A police with a pot-belly asked me. I cleared my throat and put the best ‘are-you-seriously-asking-me-that?’ face I have. I raised a brow and put a hand on my hip.

“Seventeen.” I replied in a monotone voice.

“Can I see some identification?” The skinny police officer asked the both of us. We both handed them our I.D.’s and watched as their forehead scrunched up. The skinny officer seemed to recognize my last name when his head shot up and he looked at me with wide eyes. “Ms. Pierce.” I cleared my throat and tried to shake off the uneasiness I was feeling.

“Yes?” And that’s when he said the words I dreaded the most.

“We need to call your mother.”

+ + + + +

“What were you thinking Kirsten!?!” My mother shouted again. We were at the house in the family room. “Tell me! Tell me what were you thinking?!”

My throat closed up and I did what I did best, “Well, do you expect me to have sex with Dave while you’re in the house?”

She stared at me with wide eyes and her mouth opened but no sound came out.

“See? Of course not. We can’t do it at his house because his own sister is there. So that let us no choice but in his car—”

“ENOUGH!” My lips turned upward into a sly smile. My mother sighed, pinched the bridge of her nose and waved a hand at me. “Just get back to bed.”

I stood up from my seat without even saying goodnight and walked to my room.

A/N.:

Well, well, well! Surprise, surprise! A double update! :D Isn’t that nice? ^__^ Don’t worry guys, the story has just begun. Oh, not to worry about the romance because there will definitely some of those. ^__~ Do I see comments coming my way????