| How We Were Author: Kathryn Valmont Mettings She is the envy of Manchester. Every guy wants to be her boyfriend and every girl wants to be her. The problem is there is only one Kathryn. I am no exception. But the chance that she'd give me the time of date is doubtful. I was a freshman as she was. We had the same classes, when I say that I mean all the same classes. It's like the second month of the first quarter. They say she's the purest that you'll ever meet. Maybe it's true. Blain laughed. He's my was my first friend here. "She's so beautiful," I said. "Go up to her and talk," said Blain. Had he lost it? There was no way I could just walk up to her and talk to her, right? She might say something mean. That day I knew I had been blessed. "Class, I have assigned you partners. It will be boy and girl. Kathryn would you please choose a partner?" Her eyes scanned the room. I knew she'd pass me up. "Sebastian." Did she just call my name? I was surprised that I was even able to walk over to the desk the teacher told us to work on. She had picked me. Me. Wow. She smiled at me. She has a beautiful smile. "So uh- hi," I said. Could I be more awkward? "Hi," she said. She started showing me how the project should go. Fuck that, she was telling me how the project was going to go. I laughed. "What," she asked. I realized she was nothing like how everyone made her out to be. She had the school fooled. "You're nothing how everyone thinks you are," I said. She smirked. "Well what can I say? People believe what's they see," she said. That's how it all began. I found out not to insult her or be rood because she will do the exact thing back. , But I like a girl like that. Most of the girls here are so prim and proper. She's different. She's the object of my affection. Nice house," I commented. Sebastian had invited me over to work on the project at his house. It was huge. It was larger than mine was. "Want anything," he asked. He's so cute. The first morning he came to Manchester I watched him quietly take a seat. I thought to myself how easy it would be to get someone like that in bed. Boy was I wrong. I guess you could say he's a perfect match for me. You could also say that we're two of a kind. He handed me a soda. "Is this good," he asked. "Got anything stronger," I asked. He smirked as he gave me a beer. "You know, you're not the angelic angel you think you are," he said. Angelic angel? Good God! "And that's our presentation," concluded Kathryn. "That's very nice. You did a good job, both of you." We started to head to our different lunch groups. "Hey," I heard her call. "Yeah," I asked. I had gotten to learn she wasn't just some fool you can seduce into sleeping with you. "You want to go across the street and get some lunch or something," she asked. How did I say yes without sounding desperate? "Sure. I have nothing better to do," I said. She smiled confidently as we walked across the street. We walked in and ordered. "So is it true that you're the bad boy, who can't be with a girl longer than an hour," she asked. "What do you think," I asked. "I'm thinking that you are going to tell me because it won't change our friendship," she said. Kathryn had to be the most confident person he knew. "What if I don't want to tell you," I asked back. She had a pouting look on her face. I smiled. "Yeah. It's true. Why have one woman when you could have any of them." She smirked. "Not any of them. You could never even touch me," she said arrogantly. I touched her arm. "There. I touched you. Someday I'll be the best you ever have." The rest of the school day was a daze to me. He had managed to touch a part of me no one else had. We're not talking about a physical touch. It was more emotional. I know he felt it too. That's why he bolted for the door. I knew things probably never be the same between us. So what? I don't need him. Who am I kidding? It was funny. For the first time I felt like I had found a person who knew me. I mean really knew me. And I think that's what scares us the most. We've had our share of Physical relationships. That would be putting it mildly. But we have never truly had an emotional relationship with anyone. And that's the scary part. Neither one of us is used to sharing our feelings nor being somewhat connected. That's why we can't stay in a relationship for more than a day. Home coming. Those words were like a death sentence to my ears. Who the fuck was I suppose to ask to homecoming? I couldn't ask Kathryn. We haven't really talked since that day in the restaurant. She hasn't exactly asked me to talk to her. I know I don't need her permission to speak to her. This girl with blonde hair came up to me. 'Oh God please don't ask me to homecoming!' I silently prayed to myself. "Hi, my name is Annette Hardgrove!" Could she be anymore peppier? "Uh hi. I'm, Sebastian Valmont," I said sweetly. She bought my act amediately. "Would you like to go to homecoming with me," she asked. I gave her one of fake smiles. "You really want to go with me? I've been shy to approach you all day," I said. "Really," she asked. Yeah, right. "Ofcourse I do," I said. Kill me now! She was definition of a dumb blonde, a dumb blonde who was a thorn in my sight. No one ever took what I wanted without paying the price, No one. I would have my revenge. I walked up to them. "Hi, you must be Annette. I'm Kathryn. I have been dying to meet you all morning," I gushed. She smiled warmly at me. " Now let me show you to all your classes, you know some girl talk," I said. "That would be great. I'll see you later Sebastian." I had to hide my hatred for this girl. "Wow, you been here for what a day and you are already stealing our finest men. We have so much in common. We are definitely going to be best friends forever and ever," I said. I watched as Kathryn dragged her off. I had to laugh. That girl was one piece of work. She was like me more ways than I had realized. But now I was stuck going to homecoming with Annette. Even if Kathryn was a freshman I knew she would be in the list for people to be voted as homecoming queen. I looked on the list. A smile touched my lips. Yeah, she was definitely on the list. She was in the lead. I tossed my vote in. It was needless to say whom I voted for. That was one more for her. Then I looked at the men list. I don't think I was reading correctly. I think I should get better glasses. But there in bold was my name in the lead. Wow. "Surprised," came her voice. I turned towards her. "Yeah, I didn't realize I was so popular," he said. "Well, maybe I will save you a dance or something," she said. There was an awkward silence. Well I better go." I wish I hadn't told her I would have her someday. HOMECOMING DANCE (TIME: 5: 00) I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked like I had come from a magazine. Every hair was in place. I wonder how Sebastian looks in a tux. Every girl will want to be in Annette's shoes tonight. Even me. What a sad thought that was! Who cared if he was with her or not? I did. That thought would drive me crazy all night long. Yeah, it would. Maybe I can get a good fuck from someone. Anyone. I put my jacket on. It looked good on me. I know someone else who'd look even better on me. My thoughts were interupted with the phone ringing. "Hello," I asked. "Yeah, this is Annette. I've come down with the flu and won't be able to make it," said Annette. I tried to keep from shouting with joy. "You can't be serious," I said in fake sadness. "I've already set you up with someone." "Really? Who," I asked. I tried not to show I couldn't be happier. "Well it's a surprise to her and to you as well," she said. "Okay," I said as if I was really sad. "Don't be too upset. There will be plenty of school dances for us to attend to with eachother," said Annette. God no! Surprise date? Was she that happy to be going with Sebastian? Oh well, if there is one good thing about Annette it's that she has good taste in men. The Vietnamese woman finished my nails. I don't even know her name yet. She came to work for us the other day. She finished up and completed my make up. I was all set to go. Whoever picked me up had class. That's a good quality in a man. I got in. "You!" We both said 'You!' at the same time. "I'm glad you're my date too," I said sarcastically. "What the hell are you doing here," she demanded. "Hmm don't look at me- well I know it's kind of hard not to- Ante set me up on this date," I replied. "No she didn't! I bet you tricked her in to this! You are always scheming!" she accused. It was going to be a long night. We fought like brother and sister but my feelings towards her were not brotherly. "And you don't," I asked. She gave me a rood look. "Well let's clear some things up first. 1. We are not dancing. 2. You are not coming within two feet of me unless I initiate it first," she said. For the love of God! "I don't have to follow your rules," I said. The Dance I was very mad at Sebastian because he ignored what I told him to do and no one ignored my instructions, ever. The minute walked in he pulled me out to the dance floor. I was more than pissed. Who the hell did he think he was? "I thought I made myself clear in the car," I said. He gave me a cocky smile as he pulled me close to him. I tried to ignore how good his warm hands felt on me. Suddenly I felt his hand on my but. She looked up at me in pure anger. I just smiled back at her cunningly. "Is something the matter Kathryn," I asked sweetly. She glared at me. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing," she asked. I grinned up at her. "Nothing you don't want," I said. "Take your hands off my butt," she said in a small whisper. "Are you sure you want me to because we could leave and do so much more," I said "Dream on Sebastian. It would be a cold day in hell before I ever touched you," she said. "Oh I bet by the time the night's over you'll be riding me and screaming my name," I said. I looked at him with utter disbelief. How the hell did I get stuck with him. This night was not going as plan, not at all. First I get stuck with Sebastian, and now this? Does he honesty think I'd ever ride him. "Dream on. You'd be lucky if I ever kissed you," I said. Before I know what's happening he has pulled me to his chest and was kissing to me. I don't know why I did what I did next, but I kissed him back. It was the most passionate kiss I have ever had. ********** "Sebastian," she cries. Just hearing her cry my name is enough to send me overboard not that it would be my first time that night. It was two in the morning and this was our fourth round. Yes, I have never been so sexually pleased. I can hear her whispering in my ear as she softly licks it. Her fingernails are now digging into my skin. I can hardly feel them because I am concentrating on what it feels like to be inside her. It's like no other feeling. ******* When I woke up this morning he was gone, big surprise. Why did I care? I should be happy. I didn't like guys to hang around. I didn't want to get emotionally attached to them because it was dangerous. Whether I could admit this aloud or not Sebastian was different. He knew the real me. He didn't care. Actually it's why he had an interest in me. It why he- whatever he feels. I guess it all comes down to one thing. I want him around. *** I sighed as I layed down in my bed. This morning the world was a different place, brighter. I woke up with a small smile on my face, which rarely happens. Kathryn, which's all I thought about in my sleep and it's all I can think about now. I am really pussywhipped. I wonder how this will change our relationship. Will we now despise eachother? I really got scared when I went into the school building because none of the girls looked good to me. I knew what I had to do. I had to cut things off before they went further. ***** "I think we should see other people," I started out. Why couldn't this be a little bit easier? "Whatever you want," she said. Although she didn't show it I knew she was some what upset about it. "You don't want me," she said. "A moment of honesty. Why the hell wouldn't I want you," she demanded. "you don't want me. I'm damaged goods!" "We're all damaged goods!" She looked up at me. The way she did something struck a cord in me. "If that's the way you truly feel I guess we're just fucked," said Kathryn before walking off. It wasn't the way I truly felt. I felt any way but that. I couldn't even really look at another woman and feel anything. I was seriously losing it. **** I spent the whole night moping around my room? What was wrong with me? Why was I so upset? Rules were rules. Who cared? I did. I thought I meant something to him. I guess not. I guess I was just like all the others, a conquest who he fucked and dumped. Why does this bother me so much? I should be happy he broke things off with me. I should be jumping for joy but I'm not. I'm moping. I am really upset but he'll never know it. He had his chance but he blew it and now this is me. **** I couldn't help but feel jealous. She threw herself at everyone. She was becoming more of a slut than before. I had finally had enough I pulled her aside. "What the hell are you doing," she demanded. I quickly kissed her on the lips but she pulled away and slapped me. "What the fuck are you doing," she demanded. I scoffed. "Well, I could ask you the same thing," I said. "I don't owe you an explanation. What I do and whom I do it to is none of your concern. You had your chance with me and you blew it," she said. I felt myself get more mad at her. "If this is some sort of contest or game to you, game over, you won." She evily laughed. "This is no game Sebastian. You have no say in what I do." I want to wipe off that look on her face. I want it to vanish. I want to shock her. I want to make her feel for me again. I push her against the wall and my toungue is sliding in her mouth. She tries to push me off but all I do is hang on tighter. She finally wraps her hand around my neck and somehow I know everything will be okay. *********** "About the wager of yours- count me in," I said. Why the fuck was I agreeing to Sebastian's fucked up plan? "Name the terms," he said. "If I win then that car of yours- is mine," I said. He gave me his cocky smile. I hate it. Sebastian Valmont is my stepbrother of two years. Before we were stepsiblings we were together. I can't say anyone has ever compared to him since. But honestly, do you honestly think I'd be with my own stepbrother? Dream the fuck on. "And what if I win," he asks confidently. "I'll give you what you want," I said. "Be more- exact," he said. "In English- I'll fuck your brains out." "What makes you think I'd go for that bet? That's a 1956 Jaguar, roadster," he said. "Because I'm the only one you can't have and it kills you," I said. "Why would I give my car up for you? Besides I've already had you, no way," he said. He turned to go but I leaned against my bed. "You can put it anywhere," I said. He stopped dead in his tracks. Even if I couldn't see his face I knew he was contemplating his options. I knew I had good as won. What once promised to be a sad ass summer would now go the way I wanted it to. All of a sudden he turned around. "You got yourself a bet baby," he said. We shook hands |