Love with Quirks

I desperately want a boyfriend... I keep thinking it'll happen, it'll happen... but I'm already 18 and I've never had a proper relationship... Sure, I've kissed and been given tender caresses, but it was always short-lived... boring, without that wonderful feeling – Love... There are plenty of guys who want a physical relationship with me, but I don't know why nothing ever comes together... And I wait... for declarations of love over the internet, that's all they're capable of, of course some have asked me to go to bed with them... but in real life they talked to me simply and without passion... sad, sad...

So I'm walking down the school hallway... late for class... hmm, very late... so

that I'm not going, I just walk and walk... thinking my own thoughts... when suddenly some crap hits me in the back, I turn around with a mouthful of curses, and... I see one of my internet admirers... hmm, he threw it... a crumpled piece of paper... smirked slyly and went on his way, idiot...

Clearly a trap, I picked up the paper, read it, was stunned... "They say you give it to anyone and everyone, for cigarettes..." Damn bastards, who started that rumor? I'll kill them, damn it... And for cigarettes... so I smoke... so what? what the hell...

I decided to catch up with the guy and torture him cruelly... went down to the first floor, no one... damn... I make a sharp turn and bump into some jerk from 11th grade, why is everyone grinning at me today...

– Oh, kitty, want some cigarettes? – his friend standing nearby guffawed... bastard...

– Screw you! – kicking him right in his most precious spot, I quickly walked away, who wants to hear curses directed at them?.. I need to find out about these rumors, what if it gets to my parents...

It was during recess, I took Mark by the hand and led him away... my friend followed behind. Mark is the weakest guy in our class, not exactly ugly, but not my type... and besides, a coward. I took him into a storage room. My friend (Masha) stood guard.

– Well? – I asked seriously

– What? – that smirk again, damn it

– Where are these rumors from?

– What are you talking about? – he said "innocently"

– Don't play dumb! – I made scary eyes..

– I don't understand anything... – he smiled

– What if I give you a blowjob? – I asked, passionately licking my lips..

Mark noticeably started sweating.. clearly hesitated...

– Well... go ahead..

– Screw you, damn it, tell me, and I'll do it! Lie and I'll cut your junk off to hell!

– Okay..

– Well?

– Well, we have this thing, you see...

– Who's 'we'?

– The guys, our guys, the cool ones, you know...

– And where are you from there? – I couldn't help myself

– I'm not saying anything now

– Okay, okay...

– Well, basically, we have this thing, if everyone tells a girl who's still a virgin that she sleeps around, then sooner or later she'll sleep with someone and that guy supposedly proves she was a virgin and..

– And if she doesn't sleep with anyone?

– Well.. it's her choice, but everyone will make fun of her, and she'll either prove otherwise, or hang herself, which is unlikely..

– And if?

– Well, we're not completely stupid, we picked someone stronger...

– Meaning me?

– Yes – he bared his teeth again

– Oh you bitches, damn bastards...

– Yes, that's us – Mark smiled even wider

– And what then? How do all the rumors go away?

– Well, they'll throw you another note, saying like, we get it, sorry..

– The whole damn school already knows...

– No! No one except our class and 11 B, and even then only the guys..

– Great, thanks for the info – I grabbed the doorknob

– Hey, what about the blowjob?

– Markusha, suck on a lollipop...

– Bitch...

I left the storage room... we propped the door shut with a mop, let him sit... As it turned out, that was a mistake... The next day everyone was buzzing about my blowjob, as if it happened, and about those old rumors... everyone, girls and guys, pointed fingers at me, and the most sensitive ones wrinkled their noses and turned away... I sighed heavily... Mark diligently avoided me, or rather ran away every time I approached... I ran away after the first lesson... I don't even know what to do now... I can't prove anything, it's clear any slut would act innocent, just to erase the stains of shame... after deep thought, I still decided to hang myself, what a life... But then, screw that, get revenge and live in peace... I saw a movie once, "Teeth," her method is simple and cruel, I want to do the same... But it won't work, I'm all confused, I'm going on a drinking binge, damn it... I need to do something... it's already the third day I'm sitting at home pretending to be deathly ill. My friend calls, says she's tired of explaining to everyone that it's not true, and who even believes it?... hmm, turned out everyone... The homeroom teacher also heard something... she's calling me to the carpet tomorrow... I had to go... she started lecturing about what you can and can't do, where strong love and premature engagement with it leads... basically, I get it...

Exhausted, I left her office... a wonderful thought came to me.. and Masha will help me. I wrote about 30 letters with the same text: "If you're not cowards come tonight to st. *** house 5 apartment 9, I won't hit you, Wishing you a speedy demise, Lily"

We'll discuss the plan as we go... basically, everyone came. They barely fit in the apartment (which I intentionally rented). Everyone sat down, and stared at me wide-eyed. I was completely alone, among them...

– Well, since you're all here, I want to get down to business...

– You mean about the cigarettes? I have *** – a slick-looking guy chimed in, amidst his friends' guffaws he came at me with his little hands..

– Screw off.. !

– Quiet, baby, I'm already excited! – wahaha – again

And then I started crying... actually, sobbing... this wasn't part of my plan, but these humiliations and hurt...

– Why are you doing this to me? – I barely squeezed out.... The room fell silent... but someone was still snickering...

– hmm... – one started to say

– What did I do to you? – I addressed everyone again

And again no one could answer...

– I guess we'll go.. – said my classmate, the one I used to like once...

Everyone so unanimously agreed with him.. and started gathering their things...

– Fine, if that's easier for you... let one stay, I'll prove everything to you, but just stop this... I beg you... – I completely gave up, I had no strength left... dreams of revenge disappeared somewhere, I just wanted my peaceful life back...

One guy came up, put his arm around my shoulders and whispered right in my ear: Sorry, and left...

I stood in silence, afraid to lift my eyes and see someone... but there was no one in the room...

From then on at school, no one talked to me, not even Masha, there was an ultimatum, if you're with me, then everyone is against you too... I asked my mom about 10 times to change schools... she didn't understand, and wouldn't allow it, said there's barely anything left until the end of the year, and then we'll think... But that "barely anything" is still two months...

It's been a week I walk around school like a zombie, the crowd has toned down their fervor, but still avoid me... and those guys, they don't look in my direction at all, are they really ashamed? hmm...

I was walking home from school... alone... such a burning desire to throw myself under a car... when I hear someone calling me...

– Lil!!!! – someone was yelling. I turned around. It was my old acquaintance Dima, also goes to my school, and clearly also aware of recent events.

– What? – I asked when he ran up.

– Why are you alone?

– Just because

– Want me to walk you?

– no need – I said quietly

– Come on, I don't bite... – he smiled sweetly

I just nodded, he walked beside me.. We walk in silence... and why did he even come up then..

– What did you want?

– Nothing, just to walk you

– hmm... and nothing bothers you? – I asked

– No, does it bother you?

– Are you making fun of me? – I stopped, tears welled up in my eyes

– What's wrong??? – he touched my cheek..

– As if you don't know, I'm the giving slut for everyone!

– But even if that's true, I don't care...

Huh? Did I hear right? He said he doesn't care?

– You know, I'd rather go alone... – and I ran... he seemed to shout something after me, I don't know..

In the morning when I went out it was already light, I walked quickly down the alley, I heard some crunching behind me, but didn't turn around... but when they got really close, my nerves couldn't take it and I turned sharply and bumped into him. Into Dima... Out of surprise I flinched, but he pulled me close. I calmed down and looked at him expectantly in the eyes... And he... he kissed me... I pushed him away sharply

– What are you doing?

– What? – he approached me again... I backed away – Don't go...

As if on command I stopped, he hugged me again.. it was so warm and nice... He didn't insist on a kiss anymore...

We walked to school holding hands... passing schoolmates stared at us... strange, probably...

at school Dima pecked me on the cheek and went to his class... I was all aflutter...

His female classmates looked at me with malice... oh, a bad feeling, they're going to beat me up... well, so what? for a guy like him it's worth fighting... Dima isn't very tall, but quite, very even good-looking. Big brown eyes and dark blond hair... And actually, if you think about it, I like his hands... so strong... and reliable.

Hmm... although you know I'm not so bad myself either... also with big brown eyes, only my hair isn't blond, but chestnut with a slight reddish tint, in the sun it's gorgeous. But honestly, with these problems I've completely neglected myself, it's been days I walk in these jeans and sweater, don't wear makeup, I cry every day anyway...

I don't know why but I started feeling drawn to Dimka.. he was the first to offer me a helping hand, didn't turn away... I became so suspicious that I sense a catch in his kindness too..

Dima walked me home again. He stayed so close to me, that sometimes when he hugged me from behind I felt something hard against my buttocks... it was so arousing... that I came home almost howling with desire...

We started dating... Even though everyone still looks at me sideways, I felt much better...

There are only five days left until May 25th... then transitional exams and that's it... hooray! goodbye to this school.. even though Dimka is here, I'll leave, we'll still see each other, he lives really close by...

The last exam is over, I came out of the physics classroom, Dima was waiting for me in the hallway, out of joy I hung on his neck... he squeezed me tight – tight... and I felt his manhood again.... it was so mesmerizing... and a spark of happiness flashed through me – that he's mine!!!

That same evening we were sitting at his place, his parents weren't home... all cheerful from the champagne, I was dancing on the sofa, Dimka sat nearby and watched me without taking his eyes off... I crouched down and kissed him on the lips... moving back he still looked at me... did I imagine it or was he really sad?

– Did something happen? – I sat down next to him warily

– No...

– I can see

– Everything's fine – he said roughly and got up and went to the bathroom...

Not like him at all... I quietly approached the bathroom door... opened it a crack... Dima was splashing his face in the sink... I went up to him and touched his shoulder... he shuddered... turning off the tap and drying himself he looked at me. Looked at me strangely... then he suddenly grabbed me by the front of my shirt and pressed me against the wall... then he started quickly and roughly unbuttoning my blouse... I looked at him uncomprehendingly... I opened my mouth to object but he plunged his lips into mine, I temporarily lost the ability to speak... while his lips sucked on mine, Dima had already gotten rid of my blouse, he lifted me up and threw both my legs over his waist... I was sitting on him in the air...

No, this needs to stop... I pushed him away sharply, and immediately found myself on the floor...

– Ouch... – I scraped my knee..

He looked down at me, confused by what was happening... Then taking a towel from the hook, he started wiping the blood from my leg... after wiping the blood he kissed the wound on my knee.. inside me everything tightened...

– Diiim? – I said pitifully...

– Huh? – he responded gloomily

– Why were you so rough?

– what are you talking about?

– what do you think just happened?

He was silent.. clearly sulking... I really didn't understand at whom or why...

Dima picked me up from the floor and carried me in his arms to the sofa. He sat down, I comfortably settled on his lap... still hugging him as when he was carrying me... his hot breath warmed my cheeks... I lifted my head and lightly touched his chin with my lips... he immediately responded by kissing me back, but on the lips... slowly