New Life by H.N. S (superbooks4u txt) 📗

filled face, until she started to feel confidant because she was in Ian’s arms… but Ian made no attempt to protect her! ha!

“And what if it was, you fat, poor…” Before she could finish I had stood up, pushing my chair making it fly across the room and slapping her so hard that she fell from Ian’s lap and onto the floor.. I was quite proud of myself to be honest! Haha!

The once gossip and chatting filled cafeteria had now turned into silence with the occasional whisper… all eyes were now on me…

I didn’t mean to go that far but it was when she mentioned poor, that was my weak point!! I can’t help being poor… its not like it was a life choice, like me and my mother are doing it for fun!!

She stood up, cupping her now red hot cheek with my hand print marked deep… oooooo, nice that going to mark!

Anger filled her, her eyes burning- but she knew she couldn’t take me.. not with my many years of football under my belt.

She went towards Ian, tugging on his arm, “look baby, look what that bitch did to me!” Ian pulled his arm away from her and up in a defensive position,

“you dug your own grave here, this is your fight!” haha! This made the smile on my face spread wider in satisfaction over no-one taking her side… not even the guy I thought was my enemy!

Now realising that no one was going to help her, she swiftly turned on her heal, toward the table. In one swift movement she had flung my meal on the floor- smashing the plate into tiny pieces and wasting all the delicious food that still remained on it… that was the final straw!

I did nothing but stand still, looking at the floor where the remains of my food laid. No one moved nor said anything.. obviously sensing the anger boiling from within me.

“Oh no” Joe whispered in horror

“Why what, she just knocked her plate over…” Aaron said confused at why I would get so angry over food on the floor, and I know the saying, ‘there’s no use in crying over spilled milk’ but when you’re poor like me and don’t know when, where or what you next meal will be.. when you do get food you take it and don’t waste one single piece!

“Yeah, but there are two things you do not want to mess with Mia over, one- to say that football is better than rugby, the second is to not mess with her food!!” With Joe’s serious face, the other guys stopped joking and laughing, and mirrored the scare in his voice, realising that he was being deadly serious!

I snapped from my thoughts, only anger filling my mind as I charged, full force at that whore! Only seeing red, steam rising from my ears, my fist curling at my sides.. I was going to do some serious damage to her face!!

I pulled back my arm to build momentum, but before I had the chance, strong arms curled around my waste, pulling me away from making a big mistake of teaching this bimbo a lesson and getting myself in big trouble! I struggled in the protective arms wrapped around my slender waist, wishing he let me finish my fight.. but also wishing to never be apart from the warmth and protectiveness I was feeling!

The bimbo ran out of the room, taking advantage the opportunity that has saved her life. It took a while for me to calm down, and the room began to build with noise again, but the arm never left my body.

Now completely relaxed I turned in the strangers arms to see who had restrained me, to find Ian. He wasn’t his usual stuck up self, instead I saw a strong and powerful man with what seemed like lust in his eyes… when I focused I felt something a little hard on my stomach and I began to giggle at Ian’s erection!

His cheeks turned slightly red, showing his embarrassment, but he still held me close.. even pulling me closer to him! I loved the comfort that the warmth of his body gave me and I didn’t want to let go.. I didn’t ever want to leave his arms, instead I wanted to wrap my arms around him, closing the little space that there was between us.

His erection pressed harder against me, turning me on to the point where I started to feel wet between my legs.. oh no! I needed to stop this.. but I couldn’t!

I lifted my arms to place them around his hard body.. until the bell went, saving me from embarrassing myself, from giving into Ian charms.

We pulled away from each other, I ran my hands through my smooth dirty blond hair and Ian coughed, and adjusted his belt- trying to fix the problem in his pants.

“How about we have the party at mine, my parents are out of town and the alcohol has been topped up!” Ian said and the guys chaired at the mention of alcohol

“Sure I don’t mind..” Sam added before picking up her back and following the guys to her next lesson, do I really have no say in the matter!! Noticing I was going to be left with Ian as the room began to empty I quickly grabbed my back and ran after Sam.

“what are you playing at!!” I shouted at Sam as I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to face me. “I’m not going!”

“Awwww no! why?”

“Erm… because not only is Ian going… but its now at his house!!”

“Yeah so… I’ll pick you up and 5:30 tonight.. oh and wear something cute.” She winked at me and left me standing there in amazement.. did she not hear what I said!! Ughhhh! This was going to be a long Friday night…

-Ian's P.O.V-

Wow, where did all that anger and power come from in such a petite woman!! I was impressed, but when I held her close, I could feel her muscles on my body.. did she like sports!! she just keeps surprising me and getting hotter and hotter!

How was I going to go through the rest of today thinking of her body, her body so close to mine... and she was coming to mine tonight!! oh crap! my dick hardened even more just thinking about her.. I needed to sort it out before I suffer through class!
Chapter 4- Its all fun and games

-Mia's P.O.V-

As promised Sam arrived at my house, precisely at 5:30! I lived in the poorer part of town and to put it into perspective at one end of the street there are homeless people, at the other there was a report of a stabbing!! Home sweet home.. hay!!

I lived in a bungalow, it was run down with a load of home improvements that where desperately needed.. if only we could afford to fix them! It has two bedrooms and a bathroom to the right of the main entrance and to the left a small living room with a kitchen attached. The decoration was very minimal, consisting of just cream coloured painted walls and wooden floors!

Oh and due to the high prices in heating.. we hardly ever put the fire on, so our house was perinatal cold.. but I don’t really know any different so I’m use to it!

I live with just my mum, but she works two jobs and when she's home i'm at school so we haven't been seeing much of each other recently! I loved my mother and I knew how much she sacrifices to try and provide for me.. and I am so grateful! she even picked up and left everything in England, all her friends and family because she heard she could earn more money ever here...

Only Sam and Joe knew about where I lived, and because of the type of people I went to school with.. I didn’t want to bring up the fact that I had to sleep with almost ten layers of clothing on just to stay warm at night! I bet even their servants lived better than I did!!

“hayyyyy!” Sam screamed as I opened the door to her. She stepped inside as I grabbed my cheap phone and keys of the table and dropped them into my backpack. I had decided to wear skinny black jeans, a see through, white smart top that shown my lacy white bra under it and my leather jacket and black convers.

Sam stood by the door, covering up the fact that she was cold and shivering, but she would never mention anything like ‘why don’t you turn on the heating’ because she knew my situation..

She nodded in approval at my outfit then we made our way out the house and into her black Beatle car. It was a good car for getting you from 'A to B' but not like any of Ian's cars!

Sam flicked on the radio and, although we both had zero talent, we still sung our hearts out! Having fun with Sam made the journey go faster..

“we’re here!” Sam shouted excitedly.. she loves parties!

We pulled up into a long drive way, driving past the vast amount of land surrounding his house. With statues and... an actual football field in the front yard!!

Sam parked amongst the many cars already here and then we headed to the house. As we got closer, I realised that calling this building a ‘house’ would be an understatement!! It was at least four stories high, white and even had Greek styled columns on the front porch… I was definitely far from home!

I shut my mouth, which I had unconsciously opened in awe at this magnificent structure when I heard laughter coming from the front door. Ian was laughing at me! I quickly shot him an evil look to try and compensate for the heat that was now rushing to my cheeks from embarrassment.

As we walked into this castle, the inside was even more spectacular than the outside! There were chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, lighting up the huge hall we were standing in. In front of us was a big stair case leading to the many floors above, to our right was a door to the kitchen, that was at least the size of my actual house!! But we were led to the left, through double doors to a amazingly big room.. that you could probably call the living room… it had long couches facing the 80” TV, that I thought was unnecessarily big, but I was still jealous!

Everyone else was here and filling all of the chairs and even some where forced to the floor. It was all the football team and there whores, I shot them all a disgusted look, but then I found Aaron and Joe amongst them all I smiled at them.

With no where to sit.. I guess I had to pick a lap to sit on! I scanned the room, looking for a possible contestant! Ian coughed behind me, suggesting I sit on his legs, but instead I giggled and walked over to Joe and