Love, Drama and Heartbreak

As the DJ continued to blast music from the decks, more of the students were getting involved on the wide dance floor with a bit of help and courage gifted to them from the magic of alcohol.

One girl who needed more courage for her plan of action tonight was Ali. She had taken Patrick back out onto the floor and was attempting to make the poor boy hard in the pants. The blonde began to grind, shake and rub her body all over in a sexual way of dancing that she had learnt from Jess.

Patrick for all of that time, just had that casually bored look on his face, even putting his arm up a couple of times to check the time on his watch. He just wasn’t interested and Ali had began to get frustrated.

Running out of ideas, she brought him in close, leaning in to whisper into his ear, “Im so fucking horny right now…”

She lingered her lips close as she lightly bit down on his ear lobe. The warm breath of her mouth, blowing on the side of his face. Ali was taking a chance here, to see if there was any interest that he had on her.

“We could always sneak off outside for a bit… if you know what I’m getting at,” she stated again, still in a whisper.

He very slowly tried to gain a bit of distance between her mouth and the side of his face, “No thanks.”

It wasn’t the answer Ali was wanting to hear, she pulled her body away completely this time, “You could have just fucking said no when I asked you here…”

Patrick didn’t move as Ali stormed off the dance floor, still shaking her head. It hadn’t been her night so far…

***

Although it wasn’t going well for Ali, things were up for Mark and Tiffany.

They danced together once more, spinning and twirling each other, laughing as they had their hands all over one another.

“Don’t you two look so cute together!” a female voice startled them.

Mark and Tiffany both looked to see the freshman cheerleader, Chrissy, dancing tightly with one of Mark’s teammates on the football team. Her trademark double Dutch blonde braids in action. She smiled cheekily in his direction, as if her comment was a hint of being a little suspicious.

“Thanks, you two look great together too,” Tiffany said politely.

Chrissy lapped up the attention, making a “Don’t I know it” type of face. She had confidence, pride and just a week ago, had Mark’s cock inside.

He awkwardly smiled, knowing he had mentioned anything about that to Tiffany and didn’t plan on it, he didn’t know if they had a solid relationship or not.

“Going for Prom Queen and Prom… King… are we tonight?” she then asked, stretching out the word ‘King’ in front of Mark.

Tiffany answered for them again, “No, there isn’t any awards like that tonight, just a chance for everyone to socialise and dance.”

“Aww that sucks,” Chrissy complained, “Who organised this, that’d be the first change I’d make among others.”

Whether she did know that Tiffany was part of organising the night or not, it was a massive slap in the face for the brunette senior.

“Anyways, you two love birds enjoy your night!” Chrissy cheerfully said as she swung her partner away.

Mark and Tiffany looked each other, the brunette was holding back a smile while shaking her head.

“What? What is it?” he asked, wondering why she had that look on her face.

“You fucked Chrissy Templeton didn’t you?”

Mark’s cheeks turned bright red as he instantly went into panic mode. How could she know that, was she out there that night, did Chrissy tell her.

She didn’t appear angry though, just giving him a look as if he was a child that done something wrong but it was a little humorous and they weren’t about to get in too much trouble. Still holding onto him on the dance floor, she spoke again, “Don’t forget, I’m a graduating senior, I’ve learnt to tell who’s sleeping with who and who’s done what with who, just by judging their body language and words,” she laughed.

“Alright, alright, I did,” he admitted, “I’m sorry, do you two not get along too well?”

She shrugged it off, “Not particularly, she’s still coming off the high school drama age while I’ve matured into someone that’s about to walk out in the real world as an adult, we just don’t mix well right now.”

“You’re not mad that I uhhh…”

“That you fucked her?”

“Um yeah, that.”

She shook her head, “Of course not, just remember though… you’re coming with me at the end of the night… whether you like it or not.”

Tiffany gave him a kiss on the lips before letting go of his body, “I need to twinkle, I’ll see you later.”

He watched her quickly move to the bathrooms, walking on those high heels very carefully. It may have been a total of ten seconds before Mark had a pair of female hands wrapped around his body once more.

He could have guessed immediately that it was Jess.

“Where the fuck have you been?” she exclaimed,

Mark noticed she was stumbling a little more on her heels. When she spoke close to his face, he could smell the alcohol even stronger on her breath. Her hair was a little messier than earlier, part of make up was a little smudged. But by god, she still looked hotter than hell.

“Just been dancing and that, where have you been?” he asked her.

She took a second to respond, as she used his body to get her balance back, “I’ve been busy…”

Mark smirked as she started to turn around and push her ass back up against his crotch. With the old song of Flo Rida blasting through the building, Jess began to get down with it.

‘She hit the floor! She hit the floor’

‘Next thing you know’

Jess began to drop her body downwards, that perfect little tight ass taking his attention.

‘Shorty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low’

She got low alright, and she wasn’t done there. The music continued and so did Jess.

‘Them baggy sweat pants and the reeboks with the straps (with the straps)’

‘She turned around and gave that big booty a slap’

On cue, Jess turned her head, and slapped her own ass cheek hard right in front of him.

As the chorus approached, Jess wanted to get Mark more involved, “You got to do it with me this time stud,” she told him.

The brunette had grabbed onto his hand behind her this time, pressing her ass tightly against his dick which unashamedly, was once again hard.

‘Shorty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low’

At every low, they dropped lower and her ass pressed back further. He couldn’t quite get down as low as she could, stumbling backwards. But as hot as this was, he was also having a lot of fun with Jess.

They danced sexual for the next couple of songs, at times it felt as if his shaft was wedged between her ass cheeks. She probably would have allowed him to fuck her out on the floor with the way she was travelling.

Her balance was however getting worse, close to tripping over her feet. Mark had a hold of her as he saw someone near them, someone he wanted to speak to tonight.

“Hey one second Jess,” he said, still holding onto her arm but twisting his body to face someone about to walk past, “Z!”

The tall Asian boy didn’t hear at first, still looking down at his phone as he walked past. Mark called out once more, “Z! Over here!”

Looking up from his phone this time, Z peeked around, from left to right. Once he realised who it was, he came on over, quickly and carefully, as if he was being watched.

“Z, I just wanted to thank you dude,” Mark said, putting out his hand to shake his, “What you’re doing for Maple tomorrow is fantastic, we really appreciate it and I know she does, it’s awesome of you.”

He didn’t seem to even be listening, still staring at what looked to be a short paragraph that someone had texted him.

From his position, Mark couldn’t see what was written there but it had the boy entranced. He eventually put his phone in his pocket and replied, “Yeah.. don’t mention it.”

Z started to walk away again, not before he stopped by Mark for a second time, “Hey! Are you all good?”

Turning his head as he continued to walk, he nodded, “Yeah… just got to take care of something.”

Z then disappeared, heading for the main doors, nothing that Mark worried about for longer than another minute.