Marissa and Alex Club
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posted by DemzRulez
You look up as you hear the door open, watching her walk in. You smile softly and tell her that her girlfriend has gone to sleep. She nods.

“Cool, I think we've seen the last of the guys,” she says, walking over to the table.

“Oh I wouldn’t be so sure, there’s still like what four minutos of girls night out left,” you retort.

You watch her as she takes a drink from the cerveja bottle she just picked up. “I’ve had enough of girls, and guys,” she says, sounding exasperated.

“There’s an old horror movie on,” you tell her, trying to take her mind off things.

She glances at the television...
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posted by DemzRulez
You walk along the pier with her, hand in hand, as the wind blows softly. You look over at her and notice how beautiful she looks in the setting sun. You pause briefly and push a stray hair behind her ear and she pulls you in for a kiss. You still can’t believe how undeniably attracted you are to her. If you’d been asked a mês atrás if you’d ever hook up with a girl, it would have been an emphatic ‘no.’ But then again, a mês ago, you didn’t know her as anything other than Seth’s boss and sometime girlfriend.

“Hey, Maris,” she says, breaking your thoughts. You smile at her...
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posted by DemzRulez
You walk into the club, standing at the topo, início of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. You reach up and touch the coração colar she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your coração hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept you two and you can’t take the stress of being rejected por everyone you know and love. You slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. You stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.

“Hey you,” she says,...
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You walk in the front door and before you can close it, she’s standing in front of you.

“Traffic on the way início from school,” she says.

“Yeah, mom,” you say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. You weren’t in the mood for her games, you just wanted to show up long enough for her to get off your case and let you go see Alex again.

“I know you weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet you in the kitchen.

“Oh really now,” you say, pulling out the laranja suco, suco de and taking a drink, not even bothering with a glass.

“Marissa,...
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posted by DemzRulez
You pull up to your house, an hora and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t início to realize you didn’t come straight início after school. To be honest, you never actually went. You spent the dia in your lover’s arms, not moving from the cama except for that hora long chuveiro you took. You close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across you face as you think of the way she touched you. You blush, thinking of the way she made you come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time you didn’t have to fake your...
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posted by DemzRulez
Your cell phone rings, waking you from a peaceful sleep. You reluctantly climb out of cama to find it, wrapping a sheet around you and cursing whoever decided it was a good idea to call you at 5 am. Stumbling towards your phone, you smile at the blonde girl still sleeping, remembering the night before. You flip your phone open without checking the caller ID.
“Hello,” you say, your voice laced with the effects of sleep.
“Marissa Cooper,” the voice on the other end screeches. “Where the hell are you, young lady?”
“Yeah, nice to hear from you, too, Mom,” you say sarcastically.
“Where...
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You wake up, blinded por the light coming in through the curtains. You don’t open your eyes because you feel arms wrapped around you and you’re scared you’d wake whoever it is. Instead, you sigh and curl up closer, trying to fall back asleep. For some reason, you feel good about yourself, even though you can’t remember where you are, because you know it’s not home. You decide you should probably figure that out, so you open your eyes a little and see the blonde hair that’s across your shoulder and smile. You know exactly where you’re at, and it makes you all warm again. You lean...
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