chapter 2

The class felt like it had dragged on to John, he truly did consider himself an excellent student, but he kept feeling like the pretty girl he had struck up a conversation with was watching him. When he glanced in her direction she would either be looking to the front of the room in the professor’s direction or had just turned away from him. He had been caught more than once over the years staring too long at a girl and wondered if that was how they felt, watched, wanted. So soon as the teacher called an end to the class he was quick to pick up where he had left off.

“So, we were talking about us.” he wagged his index finger between himself and her as he spoke.

Closing her binder, Piper closed her eyes for a moment before opening them to bat her eyelashes in her classmates direction when she turned to face him. “Us. A small word that can mean so much.”

Head cocked slightly to the side, John wore his cocky smile like he knew he was a winner and would always be so. “I like to think that little two letter word leads to two words of greater importance. Our Future.”

‘Our future…’ Piper mirrored what he said mentally. ‘Okay, this prick at least does have at least some good lines, that only makes him worse and I’m not going to let him take advantage of some innocent girl where he will knock her up and then leave her to fend for herself.’ Piper didn’t have a reason to actually think of the man she just met like this, but something about him truly rubbed her the wrong way about him, that and having spent more time than is healthy watching trash tv like 16 and pregnant. “I was wondering if you would like to… no that is silly.” The blue eyed young woman lowered her gaze and bit her body lip, playing up a coy act to try and draw him into what she wanted like he was prey.

“Ya know.” John got up from his seat, looking the tall girl over once more, the way she looked away and bit her lip making him want her that more. “There is a song with a line that goes something like… I will do anything for love, but I won't do that. Not sure what they were talking about, but for me, for the right cause… or right person.” He motioned to her with one hand. “I will do that, do anything with… or to her.” he said trying to lace his words with a little innuendo.

‘Is he offering to fuck me after we have hardly said two words together after just meeting? Okay, wow, fuck him is the right answer. It is already working for me at home, why not with this creep too?’ Letting out a giggle, one fully fake, Piper glanced back up to meet his brown eyes before looking down at her own feet once more. “That sounds, well, I was thinking maybe would could skip class and go back to my place.”

Feeling emboldened John stepped a little closer to place his index and middle finger under her chin, slight pressure used to get her to look back up at him. “I’m really liking the way you think.” It was the first week of classes, he didn’t expect to miss much at all and having a morning and afternoon fling sounded like a perfect way to start the week.

‘I highly doubt that.’ Piper mentally replied, doing her best to try and keep a predatory look off her face, though she wasn’t sure how successful she was, but with John’s cocky grin still firmly in place even if she faltered it didn’t seem like he picked up on how much danger he truly was in. “How about we take my car, I can just bring you back later, after we have had our fun.” Piper said practically purring, making a mental correction to change from our fun, to her own fun.

“Lead the way.” John motioned towards one of the doors that led out of the class room. “I will be enjoying the view from behind the entire way, I assure you.”

“John…” Piper acted surprised. “You are such a flirt!” While Piper disliked the idea of him gazing at her in any way, let alone creeping on her by looking at her ass as she walked back to her own car, she wasn’t self aware enough to realize that she could take the playful comment as a complement if it came from someone she was actually interested in.

Soon enough though she had him in the passenger seat of her BMW and had him talking about himself to keep him distracted from what she really had in store for him. A more cautious young woman might be hesitant to bring a boy home she didn’t know when they would be fully alone, Piper was still living a self created high that made her feel powerful and capable with how she was controlling her stepfather’s life. That older, but scrawnier man would be in the middle of second period class over at Evercrest Preparatory, having to play up the role she had **** him into, that of an eighteen year old female, a senior at the private school. The man in her car now didn’t have the same youthful features to get away with such a thing, not that she had the ability to do such manipulations. Still, Piper had a few ideas on what plans she could execute to get him back on their campus, but this time in a dress.

“So…” Piper glanced to her side at the passenger side, taking her sight off the road for only a moment. “You said you are a good student, were you always like that? You do seem smart, so I’m betting you did great back in high school. I’m imagining you as class president actually.”

John laughed. “I wish, I mean I do well enough.” John said, referring to himself three times in a row, feeling like he needed to talk himself up. He hadn’t been bold enough to ever run for a class position, not that it interested him at all. The truth was he was mostly an outcast, sure he had friends, lots of them really, none of them close, but that didn’t matter to him so much. “You see, I have a particular way of thinking that allows me to succeed in just about anything I put my mind to.”

Feeling a desire to roll her eyes, Piper held back. “That sounds impressive, wish I could say the same. You sure you can succeed at anything?”

“Oh yeah.” John reached over to touch the pretty gal on her shoulder. “I will show you personally if you want to give me a tour of your house, or I will in your bedroom when we get there.”

“Hmm.” Scrunching her face up, Piper gave a slight shake of her head. “I hope so, but I’m particular… I mean my step dad.” She couldn’t help herself, just thinking of how he acted all high and mighty when he was a drain on the family, preying on her lonely mother, causing a bit of her hatred to slip into the tone of her voice. “he would say I’m spoiled and high maintenance.”

Having no clue exactly what the young woman meant, John continued to toot his own horn. “Don’t worry babe, when I’m done you will be more than satisfied.”