Thread: Sensual Beginning [HotTexasCowboy x Juicy Fresh]

It didn't really quite add up why Jake wanted me. I was the bottom of the food chain for guys like him. The Populars being the sharks, and I just being a small fish they can scare and molest with fear. Somehow, he was still serious about the whole ordeal. I had been asked out before, a sham of course. It was a way to make fun of me... a way to make me feel even more pathetic. It worked once, but after that once I was quick to learn from my mistakes and never let them do it again. But what about this time? What if it was a joke? I knew it wasn't, but I had originally said No over and over again. He had to chase me for a good month or so before I finally agreed to give him a chance. Can you imagine that? A nerd giving a Popular a chance, not the other way around. He tried so hard, I figured if it was a joke it would have been too much time and effort. Even if he wasn't serious and just wanted a score, at this point, I really didn't mind. It's better to score with a looker than to settle for something in my own league... which quite frankly has almost nothing that is worth wild. In all defense to sir Poquelin... I was talking about Moliere, his real last name. His works are quite extraordinary. His comedy is truly one of true value. Much more considerate than the garbage comedy we have today. Every think maybe he could like it if he gave it a chance? Ignoring the fact that his works are in French... I shrugged my shoulders, giving the suggestion but knowing it was meaningless. But regardless, I know that's not what he's after. All this time, and you still think I'm dumb enough to fall for a fool move like that? You don't think I know full well he's after what you guys call 'a piece of ass'. A term that still disturbs me, but knowing Jake I know he'll want it at some point or another. Plus, what do I have to lose? I paused, horrible choice of words. Horrible. It's either I take this opportunity from Jake or have to lower even MY standards for someone like Calvin. I shivered at the idea literally. I twitched as my body shook at the thought of him. Sure, he's intelligent, but he seems to not take human hygiene into consideration. When you backed away with your hands up, I smiled a bit. I slowly rose from my knees and crossed my arms in a sort of 'I knew it' type of way. Smirking, I replied, I certainly hope a 5 year old is not sexy. That would be much disturbing, Barley. Much disturbing. I leaned my lower back against the counter, standing comfortably a good distance from you. This was going to be a lot harder than I thought. Not the actually learning part but the dealing with your attitude part. It was obvious we clearly had some conflict and friendship problems. We were not really friends, and barely siblings. We lived in two different worlds sometimes it seems. But I couldn't say I didn't love you, because after all, in the end, you are still family. This is my problem, I don't know what sexy is. My definition of sexy and your definition of sexy are very different. I don't think disgracing your body by putting it in belittling clothes to be sexy, but maybe the rest of the world does. I don't own any clothes that could be remotely close to attractive on Jake's standards, or even yours. I can't just go out there and buy them, because I haven't got the slightest clue where to start. I paused, deeply sighing. This wasn't going to work. It didn't seem I was getting any close to a break. Until it slipped. A few questions? In exchange for the party. No, no. I was going to need way more than that. But I guess it was a start. A few questions? Are you kidding me? Yeah that'll do it! I blurted sarcastically, All you need are a couple of answers and BOOM you'll be a Sex Queen, congratulations! Unfolding my arms, I stormed passed you. Forget it. Forget I even asked. I guess I'll just stay a nerd forever. The stomps of my feet against the stairs could be heard from across the room. I disappeared into my room and slammed the door shut.