Where you belong - Samantha Thomas (i have read the book a hundred times .txt) 📗

Chapter 2

“Oh god!” I cried out as I heaved everything in my stomach into the toilet my face was plastered into. I cant take this anymore I hate this! Damn morning- noon-night-sickness! It was getting so hard to move around my stomach was huge I felt like a fat disgusting penguin, waddling all around, peeing every three seconds. Every time I get done peeing I’d get up, manage to get to the door and have to head right back to the toilet it seems. Luckily I don’t have much longer with all this. Just one month and four days until my due date on December 25th Christmas.

I have been doing so well with my pregnancy except for the sickness. I take a prenatal vitamin everyday, don’t eat any junk, soda, candy except dark chocolate every once in awhile, and my dad he doesn’t really hit me either, just a smack here and there and its not even that hard usually. All in all things have been going well, I have to thank my guidance counselor for that, she helped me out a lot got me a doctor that specializes in teen pregnancies, and I even have welfare. They give me something called food stamps so me and my baby never go hungry and I’ve even got vouchers from the state to help buy something’s for her too. That’s right, I was right about that, it’s a girl. I’m not sure what I’m gonna name her though I haven’t decided yet.

Once I was done getting sick, I went downstairs to get something else to eat, because now I was locked and loaded, I giggled out loud at that thought. As I made myself a grilled cheese with honey ham, I thought about how happy I’ve become all because of a baby, and how I got this baby in the first place.

*flashback*

I was in between classes, and about to finish up in my locker when I heard shouting. “Your nothing but a trashy fricken skank Ashley! Stay away from Matt or else!” Marissa the head cheerleader, standard blonde cliché yelled out over the throng of students at Ashley. “Oh fuck you! What are you gonna do to me Marissa? You cant even swear right! And Matt wasn’t giving two shits about you when he called ME up last night. He didn’t give two shits about you when he came to MY house and bent me over doggie-style, now did he? I. Don’t. Think. So.”

I, as was everyone in the entire hall watching this spectacle unfold with wide eyes and open mouths, it was pathetic. But luckily I am going to reap the benefits. You see, Ashley has had-yet another- falling out with her cheer-pals, and now was seeking solstice in the likes of me. My self esteem- zero.

“Hey biatch! So screw those bitches, what are you doing tonight?” she said chewing and popping her gum loudly in her mouth, standing in the typical teen-girl-attitude-way-with-the-knee-bent-body’s-weight-resting- on-the-other-straight-leg-hands-on-the-hip-eyebrows-bent-up-cocky-look-plastered-on-the-face, yeah that one. Of course I didn’t have any plans I’m a nobody, with even worse self esteem, so yeah that about sums it all up. “Well, I was gonna do this thing actually so-” I tried but she cut me right off, “Oh shut your lying ass up you’re a loser, your not the only one who knows that, you know that right? Anyways we’re going to a party down at Matt’s. What are you gonna wear? -Never mind, I don’t know why I even asked, meet me after school out front alright?” bobbled my head in a yes and she yanked my hair in a bitchy fashion and walked away, I guess that’s how girls like that say goodbye now a days.

After school I did like she asked, and she picked me up and we drove to her house. Once in her room, we immediately got to the clothes sorting out what was hot and sexy and just ‘fucking stupid’. It was a long two hours as she poked, prodded, and pampered me. Ashley wasn’t all that bad she could be a real bitch, and a super fricken skank slut, but sometimes she could be real cool, and considerate-mostly not-but sometimes. She wore a dark blue mini dress, with strappy silver heels. She went a little bit heavy on the black eye liner, and mascara but then again, she pulled it off and she was a blonde bombshell. Damn.

Tonight was the first night I ever had my eyebrows plucked and it hurt like hell! She cut my hair a bit, she said it was ’way fucking better’ and that it was now sharp and edgy, that ‘finally I look hot-ish’. I was scared I haven’t seen myself yet. When she finally gave the go-ahead to look I did so immediately. What I saw blew my mind. I was instantly terrified because I thought this wasn’t real that I was dreaming, but I wasn’t. I had on a red, tight mini dress similar to hers, and strappy heals as well but gold, and large gold hoop earrings.

The girl-I mean me- I was beautiful with a smokey shadow over my grey eyes, and my black hair was… risky. She was right I ’finally look hot.’ Unbelievable! My full lips weren’t all wrinkled and dry, but plump and shiny pale pink, I was beautiful. I felt so good I had only three words to describe what and how I was feeling I was too overwhelmed for any more than that; 1) wow 2) holyshits, and last but not least, 3) yes. I had a large feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time tonight I’d use those three words.

When we arrived to Matt’s I had been completely fine up until this point, it was one thing in the privacy of Ash’s home than to be in front of the entire senior class and then-some, it looked like everyone was here-the people who mattered anyways. As soon as I got out of the car I felt like everyone was starring at me, and I immediately felt awkward and scared I wanted to grow thousands of hands to cover my body instantly and I wanted to get the hell out of here.

“Ash I cant, everyone is like starring at me.” I whispered to her panicking, because she had started to head towards the house, I on the other hand stayed firmly in place. “Yes you really can. So, move your ass now! Before you really give them an excuse to stare.” and then she came back next to me and spoke even more quietly “They’re starring at you because they don’t know you, or who you really are. I hate to repeat myself but Britney, you look hot-ish. Now come on.” Wow, word number 1 for the night.

After hearing that and letting it set in a few seconds, I finally gave up and let this magical feeling take over me. I felt like Cinderella, and that was worth any price to feel, in my book. I felt for once like I mattered, like I belonged like people wanted to be around me, Me! I partied like never before, I danced until my feet were so sore, I had to remove my shoes. Girls from all over our school and a couple others wanted to talk to me, ask me where I got my dress, and shoes, and how I got my hair and make-up so pretty, I panicked because I wasn’t the one who did it, and wouldn’t dream of knowing how to start that lie, so I carefully avoided them by saying things like ’Oh yeah?’ ‘I know right!’ and the weirdest of them all ‘Shut up.’

I was in foreign lands and happy, ecstatic even. I was in the middle of a huge guy-girl swarm of dancers really getting down when I felt someone grasp me by the hips and started to dance with and on me. I looked over and saw the most gorgeous green eyed monster I have ever seen. I say monster because I was absolutely terrified of him, of all guys, especially the hot ones. The way he danced on me made me feel things I’ve never before felt, I felt scared, good in places I didn’t know I could, I tingled all over. My body shivered every where he touched and I just went with it. Exhilarated.

When the song had ended he grabbed me by the hand, and held mine within his, he then led me to the kitchen. “You want a drink?” I just couldn’t stop starring at him he was so beautiful to me. He had long hair made into corn rows or corn braids whatever they call it, and his full pink lips looked just so soft I wanted to reach out and touch them. He wore a black t-shirt, pale jeans and black air force 1’s, he looked so simple but so beautiful, and so sexy at the same time. He turned to me now, and had caught me starring at him and smiled like he knew he’d find me doing that. I couldn’t help but blush. I took the drink and gulped fast, I didn’t know how to handle a situation like this, I’d never been in one. I didn’t know it was alcohol until right after and my face scrunched up from the sour, I coughed. He laughed.

I had a few of those drinks they were yummy, the taste grew on you. Me and my green eyed monster danced the night away blissfully. Our bodies moved as one and that tingling feeling kept at me, strong thumping to the tune of my heart beat. We were sweaty and we didn’t care, I never felt so good. His hands roamed all over my body leaving scorching streaks as they went, and when they reached my face, he cupped my chain coaxing it towards his face, he kissed me with those amazingly soft full lips. I’d never ever kissed a guy before until now, and if I had thought us dancing had felt good before, clearly I didn’t know shit. These feelings of heat and passion exploded in me and I knew only that I wanted more.

As we kissed and danced I began feeling something hard rub in my back and butt, I didn’t know what that was because everything was just soft a moment ago, but I ignored it and lost myself into my monsters hands and lips. Before I knew it, his hands had roamed to another place, that place being down, down, between my legs and he rubbed softly and quickly, and then his hands were back up softly caressing my chest. Then suddenly he stopped dancing and I didn’t know what was going on I only knew I wanted us to continue. “Come on. Lets go.” he said into my ear. My eyes where lazy with lust and I knew I’d do whatever he wanted me to at the moment but I had to ask, “Where?” I didn’t want to leave the party. “Just follow me.” was all he said before resuming leading us away. We ended up going downstairs into the basement, but it was loaded with people so we left. I thought I knew what was going on but wasn’t entirely sure until we got all the way upstairs into an empty bedroom.

Once inside he did a sweep of the room which luckily had a joining bathroom, because I really had