STATUS: With Benefits Only

"Sh*t, you taste so good," Oliver softly whispered as he kissed me hungrily. We were in a dark part of the school hallway, making out. The sun was setting, making it impossible for anyone to see us. I kissed him back, feeling his warm hand caressing my thigh. I secretly grinned as I felt his hardness. "Do you want more?" I whispered seductively and slightly bit his earlobe. My smile widened when I heard him moan as I stroked his bulging manhood. "Ugh, yes, baby, I want more." Slowly, I kneeled, feeling his jeans. As I caressed his bulge, I couldn't help but bite my lip and started to count in my head. "What are you waiting for, baby? Unzip my jeans now," he said to me. I could barely see his face because of the darkness. I panicked. Why is my cell phone taking so long to ring? I need an alibi to escape this situation! Just a few seconds later, I grinned when I heard it ring. "Oops, someone's calling," I said and quickly stood up to get my phone from my pocket. "Seriously, Celestine?" The guy in front of me protested. I bet his face couldn't be painted out of frustration. I immediately turned off the timer on my phone and placed it next to my ear as if I were talking to someone. Yes, it was just a timer I set with a sound similar to my ringtone. "Hello, Sasha?... What?!... Are you sure about that?!..." I even held on to my chest as if I heard some unpleasant news. "Oh my God!" I continued and covered my mouth in shock. "Baby, what's wrong?" Oliver asked, softly. "Alright... Alright, I'll be there. Just wait for me, Sasha, okay?... Okay..." I hung up the phone and faced the guy I was making out with. "Oliver, I need to leave. Sasha had an allergic reaction, and she needs me right now!" I hysterically told him. "W-What?! B-But, Celest--" "I'm so sorry, baby, but I have to go. My friend needs me." I kissed him on the lips one last time. He tried to protest, but I pressed my body against his and deepened our kiss. He even chased my lips as I quickly pulled away. I wanted to smirk at the situation I was in right now. Oh well, men, really? I immediately turned around and walked away from him without saying a word. I flipped my hair and smirked the moment I stepped out of the dark hallway of the university. I adjusted my slightly wrinkled blouse and fixed my pencil-cut skirt. I went straight to the university parking lot and got into my car. I dialed Sasha's number before starting the engine. She answered after just one ring. "Celestine! I swear, I'm going to disown you, you witch! Where are you?! Your mom and dad have been looking for you! For Pete's sake, show yourself right now!" I flinched at her scolding. "Calm down; I'm on my way to the event. I'll be there in a few minutes. I just had something to take care of," I explained. "Don't tell me it's another guy you're dealing with," she said, and I couldn't help but laugh because of the way she said it. She sounded like an old woman and was more of a mother than the one who gave birth to me. "It's not like you don't know me, Sash." I heard her sigh, and I could already see her massaging her temple as always. "Just get here quickly so you won't get in trouble with your parents, Tine." "Fine, got to go. I still have to drive." "Take care, you witch!" I chuckled. "See you, Mom!" I said, teasing her, and ended the call before I drove away. I was traveling to a hotel run by the Gutierrez family, one of my parents' business partners. I didn't like these kinds of things. They're too formal for my taste. My parents being close to them made everyone think that I was close to the one and only Dominique Gutierrez, their youngest son. They were envious, thinking I was close to the ultimate university heartthrob, Dominique Gutierrez, the youngest son of Mr. and Mrs. Darius Gutierrez. What they didn't know was that our parents were close, but Dominique rarely paid attention to me. And because of his arrogant attitude, I crave him even more. Yes, you heard me right; I want him. He has such an innocent face that you wouldn't think he's capable of doing bad things. But I've heard rumors that he's a monster when it comes to bed. And I want to try "it" with him. I want to surrender and give myself to him. As they say, your first time should be memorable. I have a lot of guys, but just like what happened earlier, that's all I do with them. You know, tease, make them happy, and then leave them hanging. There are a lot of rumors going around about me, saying that I'm promiscuous, that many have had a taste of me, and that I'm just a waste, but I just ignore all of that because it's not true. I won't entertain those kinds of issues because it will only make me look guilty. I won't lower my standards for that trash. That's just how it is: when you're beautiful, many people will criticize you out of envy. I took out my phone when the traffic light turned red. I looked at the contacts and deleted Oliver's number. "Sorry, but your subscription ended here," I whispered before completely deleting it. I leaned on the driver's seat and looked at my reflection in the rear mirror. My eyes squinted as I remembered what Dominique said to me the last time we met. *** "Hey, Dom!" I shouted as I saw him walking his way to the parking lot of the restaurant where our family had dinner. He stopped but didn't look back at me. "You're really rude, huh? Why don't you talk to me?" I said this as I finally caught up and faced him. "You're annoying; did you know that?" I raised a brow because of what he said, and the innocent-looking face I saw earlier now looked irritable. "It looks like the angel turned into a devil. Why don't you apply that in bed? Hmm?" I flirtatiously remarked. I am trying my very best to flirt with this man, but all I see is disgust on his face. He stepped forward, reducing our distance from each other. I was a bit nervous. Is he going to kiss me? Are we going to do it? But where? Here in the parking lot? Inside his car? That wouldn't be so bad either. "Stop daydreaming, Celestine; you're not my type, and you'll never be. I will never have feelings for a woman like you," he said, looking straight into my eyes. "A woman like me? Just what kind of woman do you think I am?" I asked, squinting my eyes. "A whore." What he just said surprised me. Not even a few seconds later, I gave him a hard slap that startled him. My hand trembled with anger. I am pretty sure that my eyes are furious right now. How dare he talk to me like that?! I passed through him and went back inside the restaurant, heading for the ladies' comfort room. I clenched my fist, looking at my reflection in the mirror. "You'll see, Dominique, you will regret what you said about me." *** That memory makes me hit the steering wheel angrily and accidentally step on the accelerator. My car moved forward and unfortunately hit the car I was following, causing my airbag to release and making my back hit hard on the backrest of the driver's seat. I looked out and cursed after I realized the trouble that I was in. Not to mention the scolding I will get from my parents if I arrive late for the event. Damn you, Dominique! This is all your fault!