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Lost in the Crowd

Novel By: monicastar14
Young adult

Stephanie Miller had her life planned out and had everything she needed, but when she meets Kyle the outcast from school she realizes that what you need is not always what you want. Will she fall hard for him, or end up hating him? Will she leave everything for him, or loose it all on her own? Read and find out!

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Submitted:Aug 25, 2009    Reads: 224    Comments: 9    Likes: 7   

Okay, so uhm, sorry for the delay. This chapter is kind of slow in the begining and towards the end it's a little racy so if you're easily offended don't read. I'm trying my hardest to better my erotica writting and so the sex scene is not too graphic, since i am just a beginer. This chapter, i have to say is not my best and i apologize for that:/ Also, i would like to thank everyone who has been reading, you guys are the only reason I'm updating! so Thank You:]] Please rate and comment. I love the feedback:] Tell me where i should better myself please!

Ch.5 I hate You

It's funny to think about the fact that all these people right now, that are around me, know nothing about me, yet they hang out with me. Maybe if they tried to know me I wouldn't be so annoyed at them. But they don't care about me so why should I care about them. They have their secret motives behind their brief and fake friendliness and I really could care less what they are unless of course, it involves my friends or I being used in a harmful way. My logic might not seem reasonable but it's just how my mind works. And my mind has been all over the place lately, like for example they way my mind constantly thinks about Kyle. That's right, my mind thinks about him and I truly believe that I consciously do not. Pathetic, I know, but it works for me. Kyle for starters is completely ignoring me lately and I have no idea why. We haven't talked in three days. Yes, I know, no need to freak out, but I can't help it. I'm freaking out, what did I do that was wrong? Shouldn't I be mad at him, not the other way around? Stupid Kyle, how I hate him so much.

"Earth to Steph!" Michelle says as she waves her hand in my face.

"What, do you want" I say calmly. I look down and notice that I have my math textbook open and a bunch of people are surrounding our lunch table as usual. Of course, it's only typical, my boyfriend is a football player, he is popular. But most of these people I don't know. Before I was with Jake it was just me Michelle, Eddie, Patty, and Jennifer at the table. As soon as Jake and I got together, his friends followed, and so did the girls, hence the big crowd hovering around us.

"I was just telling you about how Mathew Collins totally stared at me in first period."

"How nice" I respond. I'm too caught up in my own thoughts to even listen to this girl, I mean I love her but sometimes she's too talkative. There's times when it's good to chat, but at this point I have no time to pay attention, I have a test next period and thinking of Kyle already took too much of my time. At the same time I can feel Jake's strong arms around my shoulders and I hear him talk to his friends about the upcoming game.

"I know isn't it" she says excitedly.

"Oh, babe" Jake tells me startling me a little, but I don't hesitate to turn to him.

"Yeah" I say, and he leans closer to my ear and I can feel his soft breath hitting it. It makes me smile a bit and I receive questioning looks from Michelle.

"I've been wanting to ask you if you wanted to go to the Jr. Luau party this Friday with me." I look at him and I'm surprised he even has to ask, what makes him think I'll say no.

"Yes I'd love to" I whisper. He smiles a huge grin that makes my heart skip a beat and he leans in and gives me a sweet kiss on my lips. He turns back to his friends to continue the conversation they were having.

"Come on bring me a Gatorade " I hear one of bimbos sitting at my table tell one of the football players as she twirl her blonde extensions around in her fingers. She nudges his chest, but the guy is too lazy to get up. He prefers to sit here and let her touch him. "Please, honey" she chirps into his ear, giving me shivers. She lays her hand on his thigh and starts rubbing. I can tell from his eyes that he's getting a kick out of this and I can't help but smile.

"I'd rather stay here" he says as he smirks. I know that, one, the guy really wants to be there with her, or two, he got a boner and is too embarrassed to get up.

"I'll go!" I say too loudly because it seems like the whole table has stopped mid conversation to look at me. "Just give me a dollar and I'll get you your Gatorade"

"Really!" the bimbo Barbie says and hands me a dollar. "Strawberry please" I take the dollar from her and walk off to the nearest Gatorade machine which is on the other side of the outside eating area. I pass through the Jocks, the leadership kids, the conceited group, the trashy sluts, the gangsters, the trouble makers, the nerds, the skaters, the greasers, rockers, metal heads, punks, and I finally see the machine. I sigh in relief, thinking that anymore staring from strangers is just dangerous. I put in the dollar and push the button that says 'Strawberry'. As I wait for it to come out I notice where Kyle is sitting, the far corner. He sits with a group of guys that are known for being outcasts, I never knew why, they don't seem weird to me. I hear the bottle drop and I pull it out from the vending machine. Then I do something I never had the guts to do, I walk over to him. He's wearing his aviator glasses and his classic black leather jacket again and he sits on the tables instead of on the chairs, which I find strangely attractive.

"Hey, I was wondering if any of you would be interested in joining the Rotary club" I say in my nicest tone. It's a perfect excuse to talk to him. But to my surprise Kyle is not the one to answer but one of his friends instead.

"Well what exactly do you do in that club" his friend asks. They guy has blonde spiked up hair and a smile seems to be playing at his lips. I casually look over to Kyle and notice that he's not even looking my way.

"It's basically charity work or forms of giving back to the community" I respond with a friendly smile.

"I don't have time, but what about you Kyle?" Kyle doesn't say anything and even though his friend keeps calling his name he doesn't respond nor turn to acknowledge my presence.

"Well thanks anyways" I say quickly and walk off. I walk back as fast as possible and I can't help but to feel angry, really angry. I never knew Kyle could be such a jerk, and now I know why he's an outcast: he lacks social skills.


The beat to the music is hypnotic and captivating, I swing my hips to the rhythm and can't help but to giggle as I see the guys from my grade attempt to dance. The night is dark and the full moon is out, people are jumping into the pool splashing and laughing and neon color lights hit the dance floor. It's packed out here on the dance floor, and you can see the sweat drip on people's faces as they dance to the music. Jake is off with the football jocks in the pool and I'm here dancing with Michelle. He asked me to go in the pool with him, and I told him that I would as soon as this song was over, which by the looks of it, has. I rush over to the girls changing room to change into my bikini and while I'm ransacking my bag I notice I have one new text. Curious, I open it and to my utter amazement it's Kyle.

"Ditch the Luau. Meet me outside in 10" it read. I laughed menacingly, if he actually believes I'm going to leave the party, he is so wrong.

"What makes you think I will" I respond.

"The fact that I'm sexy"

"In what world" I retort. I should have left it at that but every time I have a text from him, it's like the sun shines on me for the first time. It makes me smile.

"Come. Outside. Now" I read it silently and put my phone inside my bag. I go outside the changing rooms and peak out to see the pool. Jake looks like he's having fun, so should I go? I don't think about it twice and rush back in to gather my stuff and carefully sneak out through the back door. There I see Kyle leaning against his impala, jacket and aviators on. As soon as he sees me he smirks because he knows he's won. I stop right in front of him.

"Is there really a need for your glasses?" I ask as I cross my arms over my chest.

"I wear my sunglasses at night" he says. He opens the passenger door and I go in. He goes in too, and he starts the engine not saying one single word. A song I like came on the radio and I reach out to twist the knob to raise the volume. "Don't touch my radio" he says and lowers the volume back. I stare at the road silently and my head is spinning a million times per minute.

"What do you want with me?" I say frustrated.

"Everything" he says quickly. I stare at him blankly trying to let his words sink in. I decide not to push the subject so I strike up a different conversation.

"Where are we going?"

"Have you ever been to River peak?"

"Never" I say.


If I had come to River Peak alone I would have freaked out because it's a lonely and dark lake, but since I'm here with a boy it's actually very romantic. He stops the car and turns the engine off and carefully pulls out the keys. He puts them inside his jacket and finally takes his sunglasses off placing them in a compartment. He grips the steering wheel and we sit there not really saying much.

"Swim?" he finally asks.

"Fortunately I do have my bikini, so yes."

"Fortunately for you" he chuckles.

"But I have no where to change" I say knowing that will make him smile.

"Out in the woods"

"It's scary out there!" I gasp.

"Fine, come out" we both get out of the car at the same time and we meet up in the front of the lake. "Change here"

"In front of you? No way!"

"Okay go out there, but if you want I can go check to see if there aren't any serial killers with hatchets out in the woods." I turn my head to face the trees, and ponder on that thought.

"Fine" I untie my black short dress and let my sleeves fall revealing my bare shoulders. "Turn" I state before continuing to undress. He obeys and I change into my white biking as quickly as possible. I'd picked this bikini especially for tonight, hoping Jake would see me in it, but that won't be happening tonight. "There" He turns and his jaw drops a little making me blush. He looks me up and down and his eyes burning my skin with desire.

"You look, uhm, nice"

"Thanks" I shift my eye contact over to the water and then notice Kyle takes his jacket off followed by his jeans, and then followed by his shirt. He grabs my two hands leading me into the water, which by the way is freezing, and it causes me to shiver and get a million goose bumps. He notices and holds my back with his hands forcing me to move closer to him. I loose my breath and our heads become inches apart. He places a soft kiss in my neck causing me to shiver, and this time it's not because it's cold.

We ended up not swimming at all but just staring silently at each other. It's like there's a force out there that doesn't let us communicate because we are always at loss of words. But I need to know what he's thinking, I want to know more about him, he intrigues me.

"Why do you ignore me?" I ask quietly. He just shrugs and looks up to the sky and back at me. Out of no where I reach out and hold his head and bring it close to mine. I kiss him furiously and let my fingers run through his hair. He doesn't back away and I take that as encouragement. I bring my hands to his cheek gently brushing up against them and he kisses my neck, my cheeks, my lips, my nose and we can't seem to stop.

"Put your legs around my waist" He whispers breathlessly into my ear. I obey. He carries me out of the water and heads to his car, he places me on top of the hood of his car and hovers above me. We keep on making out, his hands exploring my body, and mine exploring his. He reaches behind my back and unties my top letting it become loose.

"I hate you" I say in gasps. "For ignoring me" I pause to catch my breath. "And for being so demanding"

"Say that again" he states as he continuous to kiss me. His hand reaches under my top and he massages my breasts. I gasp loudly and can't seem to find the words.

"I hate you" I whisper.

"Louder" he pinches one of my nipples which makes me moan, and I wanting to obey every on of his orders yell out "I hate you!"

"Keep saying it" he starts kissing the valley between my breasts and slowly leaves a trail of kisses down all the way to my belly button.

"I hate you" I say totally out of breath. He stops his kisses and looks up to me.

"Do you want to-"

"Yes" I quickly respond. He bows his head down and carefully kisses below my belly button. He removes the bikini panties and pulls down his boxers.

"Tell me what you think of me." As soon as he finishes this sentence he thrusts into me and I let out a yell of pain. He places his hands on my hips and pulls me closer to him as he thrusts into me.

"I hate you" I keep moaning loudly because it quickly turns very pleasurable. "For causing me pain and pleasure at the same time" He gyrates my hips as he moves up and down on the hood of his car. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and assist him in every way possible. I place my hands on his shoulders and push him on me.

"I hate you for not going fast enough, because your teasing is not good enough for me" He suddenly becomes a lot quicker and he thrusts harder and deeper. "Oh god Kyle! I hate you! Please don't stop!" my eyes begin to flutter back and then we change positions. I am now in charge. I begin to ride him as fast as I can and I can hear him moan loudly and realize he became frustrated. He then again places his hands on my hips and helps me ride him with much more ease. "I. Hate. You. Oh god Kyle!!!" he then changes back positions and thrusts into me one last time before I feel him cum inside of me and my body starts convulsing, making me feel high as a kite. We lay there on his hood out of breath looking up at the sky. I lay my head on his bare shoulder and with one last breath say,

"I hate you because you're not Jake"



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