There are still ten minutes to go before the gates of Westchester Crown open, and Natalie and I are already here.
Well, I always get here this early for one specific reason, and right now that reason is walking straight past me.
Megan Felmont, my gorgeous volleyball player, with her ponytail swaying behind her.
She's with the rest of the popular crowd, with Lars Nightclaw leading the way.
As she passes by, she gives me a subtle, mischievous smile.
"So, Darko, how did things go with Emily Jones yesterday? Did you manage to get anywhere, or did I win the bet?"
"Pff... did you seriously have doubts? We snuck off to Central Park, and I made her come so many times it looked like it had rained."
"And how am I supposed to know that's true? If you don't have proof, it might as well have never happened."
"What was I supposed to do, record a video while we were fucking?"
"Well, that would've been pretty hard evidence to argue with."
"And it also would've been the fastest way to get myself arrested!"
"Maybe... whatever. When she gets to school, I'll just watch how she acts around you. That'll be enough to tell whether anything really happened."
"What if she pretends nothing happened because she doesn't want people thinking she slept with a guy she's only known for a day?"
"I'd still be able to tell. Megan Felmont pretends nothing's going on too, and I still figured out right away that she's cheating on her boyfriend with you!"
"You don't have to say that out loud!"
Anyway, I guess I can chalk that bet up as a loss.
I doubt Emily will ever show her face around here again after what happened yesterday...
Fuck, my balls still hurt from that kick she gave me.
Luckily, Anastasia was already asleep by the time I got home.
It would've been a disaster if she'd wanted sex too...
I would've screamed in pain every time I thrust my cock into her.
And there's absolutely no way I can tell her what happened.
Knowing her, she'd instantly go into overprotective-mother mode and never let me go anywhere alone again.
Suddenly, Natalie glances over my shoulder.
"Oh, look. Here comes our dear Emily. Now I'll find out whether you were telling the truth."
WHAT?!
I whip around and... yeah, it really is Emily.
And she's right behind me.
What the fuck is she doing here?!
I don't even have time to process what's happening before Emily throws her arms around my neck and slips her tongue into my mouth.
Natalie stares at us in disbelief.
So does everyone else standing outside the school.
But fuck, the most shocked person here is me!
I have no idea why Emily is doing this, but I kiss her back anyway.
And not just that.
I even take the opportunity to squeeze that gorgeous ass I was afraid I'd never see again.
While I'm kissing her, I shoot Natalie a look that clearly says, Is that enough proof for you?
She answers with a defeated pout.
We keep kissing for well over a minute.
When our lips finally part, I grab Emily by the hand and pull her aside.
"Emily... what the fuck is all this supposed to mean?!"
"What are you talking about? After what happened between us yesterday, I thought that made me your girlfriend! I'm not the kind of girl you have fun with for one night and then toss aside!"
"Yeah... except right after that, you tried to kill me!"
"That's a minor detail..."
"No, it's not!"
"Think whatever you want. Anyway, I need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend. Since you already know who I really am, you're perfect for the role."
"And why the hell would you need me to pretend to be your boyfriend?"
"Last night, when I got home, I found three love letters from guys at this school. If one of them starts following me around outside school, my secret identity as a Monster Hunter could be exposed! So from now on, you're my boyfriend! And a super jealous one, too! The kind who scares off any guy who tries hitting on me. That means we're going to school together every morning, and you're walking me home after class!"
"You've got to be kidding me! I know this is just an excuse to get me alone again so you can try to kill me!"
"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you seriously think my entire life revolves around you?! Cleaning this city of vampires, lycans, and everything else is just secondary. That's not the real reason I was sent here."
"Oh yeah? Then what is the real reason? Sounds like an excuse to me."
"I'm investigating—"
She stops herself abruptly.
"Why the hell am I telling you this? It's none of your business!"
She didn't seem this short-tempered back when she was still a virgin.
I'm starting to regret last night...
"Anyway, let's make a deal. You pretend to be my boyfriend, and I promise not to report you to my superiors."
That sounds a lot more like a threat than a deal to me...
"Fine. I'll agree, but on one condition."
"What?"
"You have sex with me whenever I want."
Emily immediately turns red as a tomato.
"W-What am I to you, some kind of sex slave, you damn pervert?!"
"No. My girlfriend."
"Ugh... fine, if you insist... but don't fall in love with me, okay? Seriously, you're totally not my type..."
"That's not what you seemed to think last night. Anyway, relax. There's no way I'd ever fall for a girl like you."
She pretends to be annoyed, but it's obvious she's just as eager to fuck me again.
And I'm the one making up excuses for us to spend time together, huh?
What a weird girl...
Arc 1 🔸️ A New Sexy Classmate 🔸️ END