by Writing Shark
Get a girl the easy way
You stroll across the parking lot to school with a spring in your step. Cathy waves happily after you, the taste of your cum in her mouth from her blowjob earlier. Brian is standing there, you wave to him.
“What’s wrong with Cathy?” he asks and looks after your sister. You shrug.
“We understand each other much better.”
“I can see that,” says your friend, but doesn’t believe what he’s saying.
“Hey guys.” The voice belongs to Rika, the third person who makes up your social circle.
The shy girl waves to you. “Was that Cathy in the car?”
“You bet,” Brian grins. “The two of them understand each other much better.”
“I can’t believe that.” Rika smiles kindly. The shy girl is the classic half-punk half-bookworm princess with weird hobbies and even weirder friends, namely you and Brian. You’re a good match. “But I’m happy for you, Ethan.” Her smile is genuine and you return it, but then look around. You don’t know what Brian and Rika would say if they knew what you’ve done in the last few days. “What did I miss when I was sick?”
“Ethan had a death wish,” your friend grins and tells the story of how you approached Jenna.
“I’ve barely been sick for a week and you do things like that?” Rika sounds hurt but you can’t concentrate on it.
Because that’s when the football players arrive.
The group always stays among themselves in their uniforms and jerseys and stands out from the crowd like kings among pawns. But a new lord has arrived in the royal court and he has already expanded his influence.
“Ethan?” Brian asks worriedly. “Don’t do shit.” Together you look at the group strolling confidently across the schoolyard, laughing and cracking jokes. And then…
“Ethan? Ethan!”
“Oh… fuck…” Brian can’t believe it when Jenna breaks away from the group and rushes towards you on light feet.
“Ethan…” Rika murmurs but then Jenna is already there and your world is turned upside down.
“Hey,” she greets you with a bubbly tone and bright smile.
“Hey,” you reply. Then there is a short pause. Jenna doesn’t seem to know what to say and you wait for a pull. You recently raped and melted her brain. Now she is standing in front of you.
“So…” you both say at the same time. Like in the movies. It would be romantic if you weren’t such a monster. Still, you both laugh.
“Please” you mean kindly. “You first.” Apparently it worked and Jenna doesn’t remember the night with you. And that means…
“I’m Jenna,” she says friendly and offers you her hand. Her skin is pure and soft and perfect and smells good and is just perfect. “We have math, bio, sports together…”
“And history. I know who you are Jenna.” It’s like her world fills with color as you recognize and say her name. It’s incredible to see how she shines and is happy.
“Yes, exactly. Uh… Listen… I heard you’re quite good at history?” You bob your head, then nod. “I thought so. You look smart too. And everyone says you’re smart.” She really tries hard and even if the story of asking the nerd for tutoring is a bit corny, Jenna does a good job. “And I could use your help.”
Then comes the typical story. Too much sport, too many friends, not enough time to practice. Your dream girl pulls out all the stops to be close to you. She tucks her hair behind her ears, nibbles on her bottom lip while you talk to her, does the magic triangle with her eyes, looking in your eyes and your mouth, then laughs at your lame jokes while Rika and Brian stare stupidly.
“So what do you want?” you finally ask. “Tutoring?” Jenna nods eagerly.
“Yes, that would be great.” Behind her, her friends are calling for her but the beautiful girl simply ignores them. “I would be super grateful to you too.”
And this is your chance. You’ve been waiting for this moment all your life and the thoughts and prayers of all the nerds are with you as you just have to accept the offer.
“No.” Jenna blinks, not understanding. You don’t really understand it either. But something is different and you know what it is.
“No? But I thought…”
“I’m sorry Jenna but everyone here knows how this goes.”
“What? How… How what’s going on?” The girl looks really hit, hurt, surprised and… sad. She is in love with you and you rejected her. You almost can’t believe it but you’ve seen that look in the mirror too many times. Then she shakes her head. “Is it because of Jason?” she asks, sounding worried. “Ethan, I’m so, so sorry. Really. Please believe me.”
“No.” Brian sucks in his breath next to you and Jenna looks like you punched her in the stomach. You wouldn’t do that, you’re usually aiming for the cheek or ass. “Jenna, it’s not because of Jason… your boyfriend.” You hope she gets the hint. “But you’re a cheerleader and I’m a nerd. Everyone knows that you just want to take advantage of me.” And with that you turn around. Nothing in your life has been harder for you than this but you can do it.
Because you know that you have already won. Jenna has only forgotten your actions that evening but your orders are deeply embedded in her beautiful head. She is madly in love with you. But she also knows what she did and what she did wrong.
“Come on,” you say to Rika and Brian and turn towards the school.
“Come on Jenna,” Jason calls from further away. “Don’t stay with them too long or you’ll get sick.”
It’s the same as always. The dirty laugh, the worried looks from your friends who don’t understand why you don’t give up, the hope that turns into pain.
But that was yesterday and today is today.
Two slender arms wrap around you and a tender, warm, perfect body presses against your back. And her voice is perfect too.
“Please, Ethan.” You have to work hard to suppress a gasp. “I’m serious. Really. I really need your help. Please.” Her voice rings in your ear and it’s like you have the spear in your brain as well. But it’s Jenna who has the Mindspear embedded in her brain and you have the power. Her disappointed exhale rings in your ears as you grab her arms and pull her away from your body. It’s about power. It’s about dominance. And it’s about revenge.
“You’re not kidding me?” you ask, knowing the answer but playing your game and enjoying winning. Jenna shakes her head wildly.
“No. Ethan! I swear. What Jason did was wrong. I did not want that. Really! Please I’m sorry! And yes, it’s not really about learning. I can’t fool you. I wanted to apologize and… and…” She blushes and looks down, actually scrapes her Converse shoes on the floor and folds her arms behind her back. “I wanted to ask you… if… I wanted…” It almost seems like she wants to run away.
“Okay,” you say quickly and her body flinches slightly. Then she lifts her head and looks at you. You don’t want her to run away. You want her to stay with you. Then you pull out your cell phone.
Writing Shark 