Dafne Donnelly and her friends - Planetary Alignment

“Mmm... Oh Mark, I’m ready.”

“Hmm... me too.”

I was feeling so comfortable kissing my hunky boyfriend, Mark Hunter, with Mark’s hand trying to take off my panties and me masturbating his growing cock. I was ready to give him my virginity. I’d wanted to do it for months, and there was only a little time left until…

“Oh… uh… sorry… I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Surprised and angry, she turned to see who had just opened the door. Despite the poor lighting, she managed to spot an insignificant silhouette barely taller than 5’11” and the reflection of thick glasses. Irritated, I quickly realized the identity of the unwelcome individual, and so did my boyfriend, as he spoke to him in a furious voice.

“Whoa, what the hell are you doing, you fucking nerd!” Mark insulted, clenching his knuckles.

Instantly, the intruder instinctively leaned against the wall and raised his hands, covering his face.

“Uh… I… I came… for… for a book… uhh… I… I forgot… , Hunter, I already said I was sorry,” the little boy said, his voice lower than a mouse’s.

“I don’t give a fuck about your apologies,” Mark walked up to him with great ease, cutting him off.

“Stupid nerd, you don’t know how annoying you are,” I said, adjusting my cheerleader uniform. “You’ve always been a party pooper, but this time you’re a beaver.”

When Mark turned on the light, he saw a rather scruffy, red-haired boy with unusually large teeth, so big they reminded him of a beaver. His arms and legs were thin branches that would snap at a touch, and he wore thick, horn-rimmed glasses.

He was also wearing a worn, red shirt with green stripes and pants full of holes, and he was holding an old, black book.

It was Neil Nolan, a disgusting 18-year-old nerd who was crazy about Mark's beautiful figure. He had an unhealthy fascination with fantasy books like Harry Potter, which drove Mark crazy.

"Sorry... I didn't see anything... I won't say anything!" Neil pleaded, prolonging the inevitable.

"Hehehe... Oh yeah, of course you're not going to say anything, beaver," Mark said in a sinister tone.

BOOM!!

And with great speed, he delivered a tremendous blow to the base of the nerd's stomach, who could do nothing to avoid it. Breathless, he fell to the floor, barely panting.

It wasn't so difficult, after all. My boyfriend is 6' 2" tall, with thick arms from intense soccer training and perfectly defined abs. That, along with a square chin and blue eyes, made him every girl's wet dream.

"And I hope you're still very quiet, or else... well, I think you get the idea. Let's go, Daphne."

Haughtily, I walked beside the nerd, who could barely raise his gaze, trying to capture even a little of my incomparable beauty.

With wavy brown hair, enigmatic violet eyes, and a 115-60-100 figure, I'm what many would call a sex bomb. Unfortunately for me, having such attractiveness always meant that Neil Nolan-like creatures were eager to be near me for a few seconds.

Even though it was only an instant, I could feel his disgusting, lustful gaze, which always made me tremble with disgust. Only God could know the endless obscenities his little brain was imagining right now.

"Don't even think about it, you damn beaver. I'm WAY above a piece of shit like you... So get lost!" I said, unleashing all the hatred I had for him before kicking him in the nose.

“Oi!”

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Class seemed like a nightmare to me. The professor kept explaining the strange planetary convergence that will occur tonight. I didn't care about that, although I could see Neil was listening quite attentively and even writing some things down; he's a nerd, after all.

"At 10 p.m., all the planets in the solar system will align, something that hasn't happened in 1,500 years…" the professor explained to the class.

One thing I noticed was that Neil was busily reading that book while listening to the class. Of course, I downplayed it; after all, he shouldn't be paying too much attention to a nobody.

Although he wasn't alone, Clarence and Rupert were two other know-it-alls who shared Neil's passion for fantasy. Together, they formed an undesirable trio because neither of them possessed the slightest bit of attractiveness.

Twenty-year-old Clarence was a lard-faced gallon of lard on legs, incapable of jogging or jumping. 19-year-old Rupert, on the other hand, had a severe case of acne that had filled his face and hands with enormous reddish craters.

“....Some ancient cultures believed that these phenomena were ideal for performing all kinds of rituals. Others even claimed that the convergence brought great changes to the planet....” the professor continued.

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“Seriously, that bastard interrupted them!”

"I'm afraid that's how it was, and after that, it killed all the inspiration we had, even though Mark said he'd make it up to me."

"Idiot, he deserved more kicking."

After morning workouts, I talked to my best friends, Kimberly and Cilia, telling them about my unpleasant encounter with Neil and how it ruined the moment.

Kimberly, 19, had blonde hair and a curvaceous figure, and she possessed a huge fortune, while Cilia, 20, was a gorgeous brunette with a tomboyish build, though she still had a feminine beauty. They were both at the peak of popularity, second only to me, of course; the three of us were known as the magnificent trio.

“I'm afraid you weren't the only one with an unfortunate experience. Earlier today, I caught that person trying to take pictures of me while I was going to the bathroom,” Kimberly said with a look of contempt on her face. “Can you imagine all the awful things that person would do with a picture of me?”

“Oh, girls, I had a similar experience. When I arrived, Rupert's unpleasant face was already following me,” Cilia said, angry.

“Wow, those three are the worst! I wish they would disappear,” I added to the trio's criticism.

“Let's forget about that trio and look at this message from Mark,” I showed my phone to the girls.

“I'll stop by your house at 9, we'll go to the lookout point... get ready XXX.”

We all couldn't help but laugh mischievously; my boyfriend's true intentions for tonight were abundantly clear.

“Mmm... looks like someone's going to have a very eventful night, hehe,” Kimberly said, tapping me on the shoulder.

“Wow... can you tell us if it's true that Mark is well-endowed... hehe,” Cilia joked, measuring an imaginary cock with her hands.

So, amidst smutty comments and a few jokes, I said goodbye to them, intending to prepare for an unforgettable night.

But before leaving the university, I once again confronted that odious Neil Nolan, who had his head buried in that black book. Although he barely saw me, he greeted me, showing off those gigantic beaver teeth to my horror. I ignored him without giving him any importance as I walked by.

“Who does he think he is? When will he realize that nothing in this world will make me notice him?” I muttered as I turned my back on him.

That loser doesn't deserve my attention; I have better things to think about.