All characters involved are over the age of eighteen, no exceptions!!!
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Olivia was marching down the hallway, her head held high as usual, and her blue eyes burning with intensity. Her golden hair was up in a high ponytail, and she was wearing a pink and green sports jacket paired with tight leggings that accentuated her toned legs and firm ass. She had interrupted her laps around the school football field and was heading straight to the one classroom where she knew her best friend, Viv, was getting fucked by her boyfriend, as they did on Thursdays.
She burst the door open, interrupting the two lovebirds who were in the middle of having sex on the teacher's desk.
"Fuck, Olivia! Don't you know how to knock?" Viv's boyfriend, Josh, said, struggling to pull up his pants, especially since he still clearly had a huge boner.
"Liv, you know me and Josh use this room. You could've knocked," Viv said, raising her bra and closing her legs, feeling annoyed at having what she thought would be a great orgasm taken from her.
"I could've knocked, but I didn't want to," the blonde answered sharply, turning her eyes to the only guy in the room. "Josh, out!"
"What?! Why?!"
"Just go, Josh!" Viv said, already noticing something was up with her friend. "I'll call you later."
"But..."
"Go!" Both girls said in perfect unison, making Josh leave sadly and with a severe case of blue balls.
"What's the deal?" Viv said, fixing her black hair into a bun.
"You have to see this!" Olivia answered, hopping up on the teacher's desk right by Vivienne's side and handing her iPhone to Viv.
There was a video paused on the phone, and Viv quickly pressed play, dying to know what this was all about. She couldn't have been more shocked. In the video, a guy was on all fours, naked except for cat ears and a collar, getting fucked by one of the school football team members and sucking off the other. Viv quickly recognized Jace and Will in the video--the only gay members of the team--and she wasn't surprised by their antics. Both were known to like things a little kinky. What shocked her was the guy in the cat ears, whom she recognized as Steve Miller.
Her mouth hung open, but as soon as she connected the dots, which happened rather quickly, her lips curved into a smile worthy of a true winner. The blonde girl by her side mirrored that same expression. Olivia's plump lips, adorned with slightly reddish lip tint, were curved into the smile of a cat that just caught the bird. They looked at each other and high-fived with enough strength to leave both their hands stinging.
"He's cheating on her! And with guys, no less," Viv said, elated.
"This is my chance!" Olivia answered, her mind filling with schemes. "Finally, I'll end them for good!"
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Holly Smith was wearing basically the same thing she had worn the day before, and the day before that, and every other day ever since her mom stopped dolling her up for school: a loose sweater in a boring shade of brown and jeans that were absolutely not form-fitting, looking baggy and old, not to mention the hundred-year-old sneakers.
But even though Holly actively tried to look as basic and boring as possible, no one could deny that underneath all the loose fabric was a body full of promises. She wasn't skinny; she was chubby in all the right places, maintaining a pear-shaped figure with an ample bosom that no loose sweater in the world could hide. And her face--God, her face was the best part.
She had beautiful green, almond-shaped eyes that shined brightly, even though they were always hidden behind the thick lenses of her glasses. Her pouty lips, in a beautiful pink color, just begged to be kissed. Her pretty button nose and soft cheeks were adorned with freckles that formed constellations across her skin. To top it all off, everything was framed by her gorgeous chestnut hair, which fell in waves over her shoulders and was long enough to reach the small of her back. Her hair was the only thing about her appearance that she actually liked, so she took great care of it.
She entered the school and, as usual, walked to her locker without greeting anyone. It wasn't that she was rude; she was just very shy. Even though she knew most of the people there--some since kindergarten--she had very few friends and lacked the courage to greet acquaintances, even though they would probably greet her back. But she didn't know that, so she walked in silence, her head down, staring at the dirty floor.
Holly finally reached her locker and started getting her things ready for class, feeling happy because today she had chemistry in the morning, her favorite subject. After she grabbed everything, she took a look at her phone, more specifically her chat with her boyfriend.
She had sent Steve a good morning text and asked if they could hang out today. After all, it had been months since they went on an actual date, and that's not what a relationship is supposed to be like, is it? But he hadn't answered. He always took too long to reply and justified it with random, lame excuses, which always ended up in huge fights. She sighed, sadness creeping into her. She squeezed the phone in her hand, turning off the screen and angrily shoving the device into her pocket.
As she turned around to stomp angrily toward the classroom, moping about her failed relationship, she found herself face to face with Olivia Spencer--the head cheerleader and the hot girl who had the whole school scrambling at her feet. Holly couldn't help but gasp and drop her things at Olivia's sudden appearance.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," Holly said, dropping to her knees to gather her stuff. To her surprise, Olivia did the same, helping her collect her belongings.
"Chill," Olivia said, giggling a little at Holly's clumsiness. "My bad, I startled you, right?"
"A bit," Holly answered with a shy smile, and both girls rose to their feet. She couldn't help but be impressed by Olivia's height--5'9" of pure glory--until she heard the blonde clear her throat. Holly quickly snapped back to reality, taking the notebook that Olivia was handing her. "Thank you!"
"So, you heading to chemistry?" Olivia asked, making Holly feel a bit taken aback.
It would be an overstatement to say they'd never talked--sometimes they did, but very rarely and only when they had a reason to, like when they ended up in the same group project or when Olivia missed class and absentmindedly asked Holly about what she'd missed, knowing Holly never skipped a class. But they'd never talked just for the sake of talking to each other, so once again, Holly found the situation weird. Still, she didn't want to seem paranoid, so she just went with it.
"I am," she answered. "You too, right?"
