Category : Adult

Sub Category : Adult Romance

He still couldn't believe he did what he did however he did not regret kissing her... He still felt the tingling sensation on his lips. What he didn't expect was to be tricked into going to that fucking jock party. Beyond lame and not exactly his type of party to go too... But Chasity was just too paranoid about the fucking weirdo getting her when she least expected it. Parking his motorcycle in front of Scott Welling's party. What is this a fucking frat party? 

Rolling his eyes at the dumb jocks Scott grinned the moment he seen the tall rebel at his party, "Well Bry this is a surprise!" he nudges him, "You know I have always tried to get you coming to these things. What changed!?! Need knew broads to bang?" 

He scoffs and casually brushes him off, "Please. This broads are way too easy of a target." 

"Except Chas. Bet you are looking for her aren't you?" 

"Unless you tell me where she is it's none of your fucking business meat for brains."

Holding his hands up Scott says, "Woah, always so hostile. Think I seen her on the balcony." 

"Was that so fucking hard?" he shakes his head before he goes out to see her at the balcony, only to see her grin at him. Rushing over he poked her sides and says, "Boo!" 

Screaming at the top of her lungs she turns around and smacks his arm, "DON'T FUCKING DO THAT! Already jumpy enough..." she grumbles her eyes instantly going to his lips. 

Crossing his arms he smirks, "I think this is the only way I can be entertained at a frat party. Seriously? The parties I go to are way cooler."

"Really? How so?" 

"Kidding me? Junkyard parties are the best!"

"Junkyard parties?"

"I will show you what I mean some other time." 

The two seemed to exchange a rather playful bickering when the cheerleader Britney said, "Hey Chas! Gotta early birthday present randomly hanging by the door." 

Furrowing her eyebrows she replies, "What?... My birthday isn't for another month..." she said as she grabs the black box she carefully opened it. After Britney left terror was on her face and she threw the box several feet away from her the moment they both heard the hissy of cockroaches. Chasity screams bloody murder as she clutches onto Bryce who even scrunches up his nose at the dead roses spread across the balcony. Cockroaches and maggots everywhere and said, "He has got to be fucking kidding!" 

"Bryce! Get me out of here. He is here... I know he is." 

Rubbing her back reassuringly he nods and says, "Alright where too?"

Taking his hand she guided him from the insect infested balcony, "My place. No one is there and I don't feel safe being alone..."