Love Hurts

She'd always made me feel, weirdly jealous. No, jealous wasn't the word... a third wheel was more like it. We were at highschool, in grade 8, getting ready for P.E in the dressing rooms. I stared into the mirror at my long golden hair, running my fingers through the knotless ends, staring at my own hazel eyes. I'm... not gorgeous, I thought to myself, looking over my shoulder at the group of girls by the dressing lockers, in their bras and panties. Hailey, the emost popular girl, a beautiful cheerleader and dude magnet, smiled at her possy, in her black lace bra and matching panties. "Isn't it smexy?" She grinned, posing and her friends laughed. I had no friends in the dressing room at the moment, but luckily, usually both gym classes played a game on fridays, which was today, and my friend had the same gym class as me. I slipped on my black tank and buttoned the straps of my bra and pulled on Adidas slim back shorts, checking my ass to make sure there wasn't any underwear lines. I added some deoderant and perfume. "Hey, like the shorts." One of Hailey's friends, Megean called, smiling at me. She was actually the only friend who was nice to me. "C'mon girls, gym's starting, we're playin' dodgeball!" Coach Bryce called, not opened the dressing from door, but speaking loud enough for us to hear since he had a really loud voice. Rumor says that Hailey had laid three guys last week at the halloween dance. She dressed up as a slut playboy bunny, andI was a feminine cat, along with Meagan and Oliva. When we walked out, Hailey bumped me out of the way to walk with her friends, dressed in a white tank top, black bra showin' threw, and the same shorts as me. All the girls wore the same shorts, they were pretty popular. We all walekd into the huge gym, for there was two but we played games in this one since there was no basketball hoops, so we went to the other gym most days to practice basketball. I was going to go join cheerleading, till I found out that on thursdays, the guys gangbang the girls and how Hailey would enjoy that. Ugh. Welcome to grade 8. There was only three hot guys in our gym class. Josiah, Matt Brown, and Yovanne. Let me explain these guys to you. Josiah= Brown eyes, short black hair (just gotta hair cut), funny, one earing,tall and always wore a jacket and shorts, very hot, nice. Matt Brown= Funny as hell, curly brown hair, huge baby eyes, always wore a hat backwards, short, and sexy, nice. Yovanne= Super funny, a lotta brown curly hair, blue eyes, super tall, horny smile, and nice. "C'mon ladies, gentlemen and Matt." Coach Bryce said and we all laughed, including Matt, who jumped off the bleachers with Sydney, looked over at me and I walked away with Oliva and Lindsey, my Bff's. The other class joined, which was Ms. Blaire's class. When we all sat down in a huge group in the middle of the court, Coach Bryce raised his voice. "Today, we'll be doing a huge round of dodgeball-" everyone chants "where you cannot run with the ball until I say so, which will be when ten or less people are left. Then, once that round is over, its boys VS girls." Everyone cheered again. "But first, Ms. Blaire, take your class to do road call and I'll take mine. Class, get into you're lines!" Coach Bryce said and Mrs. Blaire's class went to the other side of the gym by the two sets of bleachers to do road call and we went to the opposite side. In our lines, we sat down. I was the first person in my line, for my name was Mikayla but everyone called me Mika, and my last name started with a B and then behind me was Josiah, Richard, Matt, Murry, and Carli. When I sat down in my line, he called our names and then said that it was our class VS their class. "Okay guys, this will be easy peasy, 'specially for Josiah 'cause he's gonna kick their ass, am I right?" Coach Bryce said and Josiah chuckled, including everyone else. I turned around to look at him and then his eyes flashed onto mine and it seemed like we were the only ones in the gym. Imagining we were, I hadn't ever really looked at him in the eyes before, since I'm a really shy person, which really sucks and then I heard yelling. "Mika! Josiah! Get your heads outta the clouds and get ready!" Coach Bryce said and I jumped up, ignoring Josiah's stare and he got up after me and I jogged toward Olivia. "What was that about?" She muttered and I blinked. "No fucking idea." I shook off the chill and I turned to face the other class. "Three... two... one... GO!" Ms. Blaire yelled and we all started running for the cherry balls in the middle of the gym, lined up. I ran forward and grabbed the ball first and chucked it at Brody and he frowned, walking over to the bleachers, then I ran back and dodged a few balls. I caught one that was aiming for Olivia's face and threw it. Then I gasped and yelled; "Hailey! Look out!" But the ball I accidently threw at Hailey hit her arm and she spun around, angry eyes on me. Bitch, she mouthed and I sighed, dodging balls. Yovanne, Meagan and Sydney sat on the bleachers and then suddenly, I heard ; "Watch out!" And Matt butted in, catching the ball heading for me head and I blinked, stumbling back. "You 'kay?" He asked, staring at me. I nodded. "Good." He said and threw the ball, getting someone out. "Thanks." I said and he grinned at me and continued playing the game. I looked over at Josiah, who had three cherry balls in hand, throwing each one easily, getting someone out each time.I chuckled and jumped a foot or so in the air before the ball hit me, but when I jumped, another one hit my hand and I flinched, rubbing it but I walked over to the bleachers. Meagan and I climbed to the top of the bleachers, watching the game. "Got the hots for Matt Brown, Mika?" Meagan smiled at me and I shrugged, which was totally true. She laughed, crossing her legs. Hailey sat on the bleachers with Josiah, on the other side of the gym and I watched them. No, I didn't act like a stalker, she just stared at him weirdly. Then she got really close to him and when Coach Bryce and Ms. Blaire left the gym to get a few papers, she got so close to him and kissed him, rubbing the bump in his pants. I gasped, covering my mouth, wanting to look away but he grabbed her hand, said something to her then walked away. Hailey blinked, looking paralized. Hailey walked out of the gym, tears falling and I wondered what was wrong. Yeah, I hated her but it wasn't fair to just watch her crying. "Be right back." I said and I looked over at the clock and there was still an hour left of gym so I had a bunch of time. I jumped down six stories of bleachers, landing on my feet and I could feel Josiah's eyes on me. I jogged out of the gym, opening the main door and I looked around. Hearing weird noises from the girl's bathroom, I sprinted down the hallway to my left and twisted the door handle, noticing it locked. I grabbed the key set that Coach Bryce leaves on a nail in the office and turned back around, opening the door slowly with the keys. I walked into the huge bathroom that had lots of room to walk in and noticed, Hailey's long brown hair and eyes sobbing with mascara, while she leaned over the counter, whiping her eyes. "Hailey?" I said gently and she didn't look at me. "Get out of here you whore." She snapped and I sighed. Yeah, I expected that. I ignored her and asked; "Why are you crying." "Why don't you just get the fuck out of here before I fucking kick you're ass, barbie. You just don't get it, do you? I'm popular, gorgeous and hot and you still get the fucking hot guys. What do you have that I dont?" She spun toward me, making me stumble. "What are you talk-" I began but she started walking toward me. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. I knew you were watching us on the bleachers, I tried to make him happy, but no, that fucking idiot just says, 'stop, you know I like her,' and then he walks the fuck away and leaves me. Thanks to you, I have fucking nobody." She sobbed, but still walked toward me, raising her hand and then slapped me before I could dodge it. I blinked. "If you think you can fucking escape, try me." She grabbed my neck and went to slap me again but she stopped. The door opened and Josiah walked in and caught Hailey's flying hand. I blinked, head cocked to the side, waiting for the slap but I opened my eyes. "Get out." Josiah said, deep voice sounding dangerous. "Um this is the girls bathroom jack ass, you get-" But she caught his gaze and she frowned, walking out. The door shut behind him and I breathed hard, legs shaking, hands twitching. I went to fall onto my knees but he caught me, staring down at me. "Are you okay?" He asked, helping me up. He noticed the mark on my face and traced his fingers along my cheek, sending a chill through my body. "Yes." I caught him hand, backing away from him. "I think you should go before Coach Bryce finds you and gets weird ideas." "Weird ideas? What do you think I'm going to do?" He looked at me, hurt. "You know." I said, walking over to the sink. "Fine. I'll leave." He said, walking toward the exit and opened the door. My lips trembled and I found myself saying; "Wait." And he stopped but didn't look at me. "I have to ask you something." He shut the door, leaning on it, waiting for my response. "What did you mean on the bleachers?" I asked and he didn't speak for a moment. His dark eyes went down, hands behind his back and his mouth opened but nothing came out. "Forget it. It was stupid." I said, taking my hair out of the bun, running my fingers through it and I went to tie it back. "Your hot." He said and I blinked, hands stopping the twist in my hair. I glanced at him in the mirror and he was staring at me. "Hot? I don't exactly think thats the word for it-" I stopped and while I babbled, he had walken right over to me, pressing his lips to mine. I blinked and his hands were on my waist and when I stepped back, he stepped forward, pressing his body onto mine. I could feel the bump against my lower stomach and my mouth watered, legs squishing together to hold in the wet feeling... But I pushed him back, hand against his chest and our lips parted. "I can't do this." I said, walking past him and our shoulder's bumped, sending a vision through my head of him and Hailey. They were behind the bleachers, since Josiah played football and they were making out. Soon enough, he was unbuckling his pants and Hailey was blinked. "What are you doing?" She asked and he grinned. He grabbed her, pushing her against the pole and lifted her leg up. "Stop!" She yelled at him and he teared her panties, bring his cock to her pussy and thrusted it into her. I came back to myself and his eyes were on mine. "Omigod." I stepped away from him and I bumped into the stall. He smiled, walking toward me but I ran past him, toward the door and twisted the door handle. "No!" I gasped and he grabbed me, hands around me and took me off my feet while I pounced my hands against his strong arms and he took me to the ground, not hardly but enough to knock the wind from my chest. "Please..." I whimpered and he stared down at me. "If you don't fight it, you won't think its so bad, like Hailey." He smiled and I blinked up at him. His hands trickled down from my bare stomach up to my breasts and I gasped, grabbing his hands but I stopped once his other hand reached my shorts. I stared down at the hard bump in his pants that was bigger than before and he was taking off his shorts. "No!" I screamed and crawled back on my back but he grabbed me. I could just see the tip of his cock before he brought it out and he teared off my tank, ripping it in half and I screamed. He stared down at my bra and my breasts. "What size are you." He stared at me. "Leave me alone!" I screamed at him, kicking him and he was about to tear it off when I cried, "36 B." And he grinned. He teared off my bra, and my boobs were completely vulverable. I covered them with my hands and he grabbed both of my wrists, pinning them to the ground and pinned my legs with his knees and on the outside, my mouth was saying, stop! But in the inside, my mind was saying that I wanted it. I shut my eyes and before I knew it, I was completely naked. "You're already wet..." He grinned, staring down. "Shit, no!" I screamed and he tore off his pants, exposing his cock and it was pointing straight up into the air. "Please... don't! I'm a fucking virgin!" I cried out, thinking of what my parents would think if they found out I was pregnant. "Not anymore. Do you really want me to stop?" He said and his pants were still half on, with his cock hanging out. "No." I heard the words come out and I covered my mouth Then he lowered and the pain in me sprung out and I felt pain, pleasure and anger. I stopped fighting it and his cock went in and out... in and out. How could it be going in all the way? bl**d left from me and my mouth was open, and the pain was to hard to scream. Suddenly, hands went around Josiah and he blinked and was thrown back. My eyes were closed and I was totally exposed. "What have you fucking done?! Get out of here!" He yelled and Josiah stood up, quickly putting on his shorts and he grabbed his shirt. I knew the voice and I didn't care. "Mika!" Yovanne said and he ran toward me, ripping of his jacket and helped me up, putting it around me. He stared and me and I lunged into his arms, crying my heart out. "I'm..." I cried and his arms went around me. "The only way to get used to it is to keep doing it." His voice said and I blinked. Then I stared at him. "You don't have to. It was just an idea." He said and I held the jacket around me and let it drop. "If that's true..." I said and he blinked...