A/N: God I have soooo many ideas in my head so I'm making a sequel for my story Hormone it up!, you should probably read that first to get whats going on… hope you like it peeps :D
P.S. This story is gonna be multi chaptered :D
Chapter 1: Bathroom mess
CeCe's POV:
I wait impatiently on my bed for Rocky. She told me she was still coming over, but she had to clear things up with her mom… thank Justin Starr she's not telling my mom, she would never let me see Rocky again. She told me specifically, that I should wait for the right person and blah, blah, blah, so technically she was saying, keep your flower watered (not too watered) and never let it wilt away… I hear footsteps and look up, to see Rocky... looking pretty hot right about now, so I run for her.
"CeCe, I have something to-" Rocky started, only to be cut off by my lips. I feel impatient, so I go strait for her pants to undo the button. I try to pull her pants down, but she smacks my butt…HARD
"OWWW, WHAT THE SHIZZ, DUDE?" I scream, jumping up from where I lay, rubbing my butt…my very sore butt. I pause for a sec, noticing her sad expression, uh-oh... did her mom not take it well, I mean she usually doesn't get that mad, besides asking if we're sure we love each other, or are we sure. Yea, I kinda forgot to mention… that was the fourth time this year Rocky's mom caught us… yea, I know…we're like rabbits (usually quiet rabbits).
"OH GOD, are you in trouble?" I ask, hoping this won't effect our 'shower' tonight. She stays silent, looking at me like she has a big pile of bricks on her shoulders, and I'm about to knock them over.
"Rocky come on…you know you can (sometimes) trust me!" I whine, sitting back on my bed, shaking the brunette, trying to get my answer. She still won't budge, but I'm to lazy to ask again, so I attack her lips once, again going for her pants, so-
SMACK
She…she just…slapped me… "WHAT THE STARR WOMEN, DO YOU HAVE TO SMACK ME EVERY F'IN TIME!" I scream once again, standing up holding my face in pain. God I thought the slap swears were bad, but DANG…THAT REALLY FLIPPIN' HURT!
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have hit you like that, are you okay?" she asks, breaking out of whatever trance she was in, talking finally, and I'm happy she did, no, more like 'if she didn't I would of hit her harder'. I smile at her my hand still gingerly (heh… like my hair) holding my left cheek, my other hand now intertwined with hers.
"Yea I'm okay…I'm sure I'll regain feeling in my butt and cheeks, eventually!" I say sarcasm filling every word. She gives me a sorry look, making me feel (a little) sorry for what I said. She kisses my cheek and rubs my sore butt, making my cheeks flush. "mmmm.' I moan, not being able to control myself. Rocky notices and pulls her hand away. I pout and cross my arms making her giggle at me…gosh...its not funny.
"CeCe, I can't…we can't-" Rocky started but I cut her off.
"Why not? Your moms caught us before and she was okay, I love you, you love me…oh god you don't love me do you? Oh no what did I do…"
"CeCe you-"
"Was I to eager? did you not like the teasing? Am I too ugly for you…OH GOD YOU THINK I'M UGLY DON'T YOU!" I ramble on Rocky trying to interject and get a word in.
"CeCe, your not ugly, actually your down right adorable." she says, calming me down from my psycho fit.
"Well, I am Crystal McHotness." I say smiling, kissing her on the neck. I make my way up to her mouth, planting wet kisses on the way up.
"Mmm- NO CeCe, its not that I don't love you its that, mmm, god that feels good…WAIT, NO, STOP!" she yells, jumping up from my bed. I give her a questioning look. God what the heck is turning her off! Is it my hair? I could die it another color like black, or blue like Katy Perry.
"CeCe, I think we should…I need to…god, what's the word, uh…cut back…" She says struggling for words. I don't understand so she tries again.
"The sex…we need to stop, for awhile…" she says, whispering so only I could hear it.
I stare blankly at her for a sec, then I go into the kitchen to get some water, leaving Rocky with a curious expression on her face. I walk back in water in hand…then I dump the glass on my head, pouring it in my face. I shake my head to get the water out, blinking a few times, then looking at Rocky, seeing her mouth wide open in shock. I take a deep breath and smile.
"Can you say that again, I think I heard you wrong." I ask her in a peppy tone, hoping I heard wrong the first time.
"I-I said your being c-cut off." she says, eyeing my movements cautiously, speaking getting the message across.
"What, why?" I ask and Rocky gives me a look, meaning to think about it. God she's lucky we're dating, cause I HATE thinking, wait I think I know, uh! the nerve!
"You think I can't control myself, don't you?" I ask pointing a finger at her. She gives me a look telling me I'm right, so I continue.
"Well miss responsible, I bet you couldn't go one week without… it!" I shout at her, with a competitive smile on my face. "You know what…your on." she states, showing a similar smile on her face
"But, (ugh what else?) there's gotta be rules." she tells me. I nod signaling she continue with her little speech.
"Rule number one, no kissing, expect on the cheek, or a quick peck. Rule number two, no one else gets involved. Rule number three, no, and I mean NO, grabbing." She says a grin on her face, making me cringe.
"But-"
"NONE! I mean it, CeCe!" she says pointing a finger at me. I cross my arms pouting, so she continues.
"Also whoever loses has to… die their hair, puke green for a week!" she states.
"Puke green? That's so mean!…I've taught you well...*sniffles*" I say wiping a fake tear, making her giggle and roll her eyes.
"Starting-" Rocky started but I cut her off.
"Tomorrow, right now we're taking a shower…and I've got a sponge." I say, a mischievious look on my face, holding the sponge in my hand. Rocky opens her mouth to protest, but closes it and takes off towards the bathroom…yea I'm lucky, but this bet might kill me (in more ways than one).
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The next day at school
Day 1: Monday
I run to my locker, hoping to not see Rocky. As I go around the corner, I see Deuce blocking the way. "What do you want, I got to go." I tell him trying to push him, but he doesn't budge.
"I heard Rocky cut you off." he says smiling at me. How did he find out?
"Ty heard Rocky talking to their mom and asked her what happened and he found out, before she told you and then he told me." Deuce says, making me question the trustworthiness, of some people!
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" I hear and I know its Rocky. "Huh, oh nothing…" I say trailing off while looking at her outfit. She wore a really short skirt, had her hair all nice, a low cut shirt, and she was wearing the necklace, I got her for her birthday. Damn…she's really, really taking this seriously, isn't she…ugh, come on Jones…YOU CAN DO DIS!
"I-I-I…uh…I" I stutter trying to get a sentence out (maybe I can't do this…). She gives me a knowing smile, winking at me making my face flush, my face may have been redder than my hair. Deuce slowly backed away, tripping over a trashcan, then running off.
"So, can you use words or not?" She asks giggling at my loss of words. I walk over to her and use the 'trick' I picked up on when we made out in her kitchen. I bring her face close to mine and she smiles thinking shes won. She gasps when I pull trigger, by...taking her ear lobe between my teeth, tugging at it.
"No, mmmm... must...fight...ugh..." She moans, before pulling a card of her own. She starts...tickling my ribcage, causing me to pull away.(damn you Blue...DAMN YOU!). She smiles up at me and I give her a confused look, since when can she resist THAT?
She walks over to the trashcan Deuce knocked over to pick it up…meaning she had to bend down…NO! control…don't stare directly at…OMG, she is NOT wearing a…a THONG…well played Blue, well played…
God, I am soooo close to losing. It took every bit of will power in my body, not to seduce her right there, cause honestly right now I don't care whose watching… yea I think I might lose…NO! I will fight this! I just gotta make it to the bathroom first. Before she could get up, I ran strait for the bathroom...then I run into Ty.
"Hey, where ya runnin' to?" He asks, smiling at me, with that dazling smile...just like Rockys, DAMMIT!
"IS NOTHING SACRED TO YOU? GOD!" I yell, with a pained look on my face, running off again, leaving Ty there with a confused look, plastered on his face. "I guess its that, time of the month..." I hear him say, before walking off.
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I make it to the stall and wait for the bell to ring. The only possible way I could go outside this restroom... is doing something I haven't done, since I first realized my feelings for Rocky…I'm gonna have to be a big girl, suck it up…and take care of this, er…issue, myself. Gosh I hope no one walks in but here it goes…
I take a deep breath, my face cherry red, and I slide my pants down, along with my underwear. I stick one finger in, causing me to shiver at the touch...Rocky Blue, you are the ONLY person, to make me have to do this, whether the timing is good, or bad, but right now...its bad. I start to move my finger adding another, imagining Rocky's soft, amazing fingers. I close my eyes and remember our first time, awkward and fumbling, now it was more perfect and satisfiying. I whisper the older girls name, as I start to pump my fingers in and out.
"Rocky, mmm" I moan trying to keep my voice down, and I know right now if Rocky saw she would smile in dominace, Deuce would have new dirty nicknames, my mom...well she wouldn't be to proud, at the moment. My breathing hitched as I speed my pace adding a third finger, using all remaining will power, to stop myself from screaming the (Oh, so tempting) person who started this name out, for everyone to hear.
The thought of her actions bringing me over the edge, and I cum in my (unfortunatly) underwear. Thank you Rocky...not only am I stuck in the bathroom at the thought of you, but now...
I think I'm going home early, today...
A/N: Well...not much to say at all...but here ya go! I asked if ya wanted a sequel, so dammit I gave ya one! I hope you all love this as much as Hormone it up!...horny little pre-teens...but apparently I geuss I'm one to, for righting this...
P.S. I know this is random, but does anyone else absolutly love 'Summer Boy' by Lady GaGa, I've been listening to it alot lately, so I was curious if others like it...don't judge, I was born this way...
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