The wind outside is picking up now that its late at night. I knew I should have wore my long socks. But f**k I couldn't even Stand another second under the same roof as dad. Megan or Sarah or whatever her name is starting to shiver in my lap.
Her ass grinding me as I sit I can feel my self getting excited thinking of all the ways I'm gonna wreck her perfect little ass tonight. And then I lock eyes with it now my excitement is receding into disgust by just looking at her. Standing there is Zoey smith aka my best friends ugly unfuckable goody little sister. Her graze locks mine and I slowly take her in with everything left to imagination considering her over sized clothes that spell I've never even be kissed.
I could never tell what her body looks like in those clothes I bet she's fat and flat chested and that's why she's hiding herself. She's wearing a gigantic white shirt and some pink plaid sleeping pants with some f*****g fuzzy bunny slippers.
It's so hard to continue my poker face and not break out laughing right then. When my Gaze travels back up her face Im met with a messy jet black hair pony tail she always wear like she never brushes her hair. Her glasses slowly sliding down the bridge of her nose and her bright big blue eyes staring back at me like a deer caught in head lights.
"How's it going zo?" My voice startled her back out of whatever boring day dream she was in.
"I...well I..I" she stutters like she's too stupid to even talk properly. "Spit it out" I tell her already annoyed by her simple presences.
" I was wondering if ya know maybe you could turn the music down.. it's just I can't sleep and I have a lot to do in the morning. If you could please." I just look at her with a smirk an idea forming I lower my head to Megan and whispers something in her ear in response she turns looks at me with a smile.
"Zo of course we will". Zoey stares at me startled with hope In her eyes
"Really? Thank you so much I really appreciate it!!"
"It's no problem really. Dear would you turn the music down for zo?" Megan nods excitedly and hurries off my lap I give her a nice smack on the ass. Zoeys eyes stare in curiosity. Little Zo sorry but that's never going to happen I don't f**k ugly ducklings who are about as boring as a plank of wood. But I can play into your curiosity for now.
"So zo how's your summer been are you doing well" zoey push's her glasses up as she responds " Oh Um it's been okay I should probably get going back to my bed ya know"
I can't have her leave before I have my fun. "Come on zo have a simple conversation with me"
Zoey hugs her midsection and while stroking her arms. Which are tan she's gotten pretty tan over the summer almost a Carmel color her skins cleared up too her face is slimmer as well. She is older than last time I saw her tho I'm pretty sure she was in middle school she'll be starting high school this year. She'll be a freshmen. I'll enjoy torturing her now that she's in the same school as me. I'm so caught up in my thoughts I almost miss her soft voice when she speaks " I don't think this is my kind of scene." I know what she means by that Zo doesn't drink or smoke she doesn't stay out late and she doesn't go to parties she barley has friends in fact her only two are the gay dude and chubby red head.
Still I twist her words " Your kind of scene? What do you think your better than us zo? Because we like to live life instead of hiding behind books? Or is it because your ugly and have no personality and your afraid others will see that too?" I know what I said will make her cry because that's all ugly duckling does is cry it's pathetic.
Zoey looks up at me startled and searching like she's trying to think of what to say I see the tears in her eyes forming waiting to push over her skin becoming clammy and she stutters "no that's not what I meant I.. I just mean" as she fishs for something to say I see Megan behind her and she winks at me.
Show time ugly duck. Before Zo can continue her stupid sentence two guys dump a gigantic bucket of water mixed with ice all over head. I watch as the water and ice fall on her head her jet black hair coming undone and her glasses falling to the ground. I watch her waiting for her to come undone again to run away crying but she just stands there I can't see her face because she's looking at the ground and her hair is hanging down all over her face like the girl from that scary movie.
It's not until I see the flash that I notice. s**t little zo was wearing a white shirt now she's wet which means no more imagination. Curiosity always wins in the long run and zo has always hid her body since elementary school I'm not sure why I'm guessing cause she's ugly there too. So I look but I wished I hadn't.
Standing there zo shirt is completely see through and it's sticking to her showing ever curve and sway of her mid section and her flat stomach leading all the way up to the Lacey bra she's wearing with no pad just straight lace.
Showing the swell of her breasts which are a little more than a handful each. Damn I didn't expect that. Finally, Zoey lifts her head and her blue eyes meet mine I see tears in her eyes her glasses now on the ground no longer cover the majority of her face.
Showing her round heart shaped face with big lips her hair now curling around her face hanging all the way down to her hips. I'm waiting for the tears to drop no craving for them to. Because I loath Zoey she's a loser. Pathetic she never sticks up for herself she lets the world run her over she never has fun and she always follows the rules shes always sweet since the day I watched the girls push her in the mud and she said sorry to them. I've hated her.
Weak and ugly Zoey always needing to be protected though she might look different right now she always be weak. And weakness is ugly. Be then she does something that shocks the hell out of me. Zo grabs the hem of her white shirt so tight her knuckles turn white and she
pulls it over her head and lets it drop to the ground.