Can someone tell Paige Pierce why the actual hell a blow job has everyone going crazy. Like damn, who the actual fck cares. The night of the party, Paige left Elio and went to an actual party. One that was worth her time. Though it did end in a hangover, at least she had her fun - and with a beautiful woman in her bed. One that she, of course, threw out in the morning but that wasn’t the point. The point was always the journey. Wednesday Morning turned out much the same. Another party, another person in her bed that she had thrown out. Currently she was lounging around in her underwear making some food as the man stumbled out of the bedroom and attempted to flirt with her. “Get out” Paige simply said, pointing at the door and watched as the man left - though it seemed that at the door opened - there was a certain individual waiting outside.
“Paige”
“Ahh cousin Dan. What’s up? Want some Orange Juice?” Paige asked - not even surprised by the man’s appearance. Daniel looked disgusted at the man who snuck past him and sighed when he entered the condo. “No I’m good on the orange juice. What I would like to know is what the hell you’re doing in Beryl,” The girl rolled her eyes, taking out two glasses and pouring some juice into them before also grabbing some champagne and topping it off. “Mimosa?” the girl asked ignoring his question and not making any effort to get dressed as she handed him the drink and took a seat on her couch.
"You know, I’m actually kind of surprised it took you this long to realize I was here. I mean I know I asked VC to do a little hacking but it is surprising that she held you off. A smile met her lips, ignoring all attempts at his questioning of why she was in town and found him simply shrugging.
[color = crimson] “I’ve known since the moment you blew up the science lab at boarding school, Paige. I was just waiting for you to fess up yourself. You know Jess is going to be upset right?” [/color]
The girl simply shrugged with a grin, drowning the rest of the drink before putting it on the counter. “Although I would love to say I cared, I don’t Dan. And from what I remember, Jess is on a little undercover gig for a few more weeks so you can’t tell her either. Anyways - I should be going. I have class and all,”
With that, Paige stood up. Although still wearing lingerie, the girl grabbed her keys, waved by to her uncle, and walked out the door with a simple “would you close the door when you’re done?” . Usually, Paige would take her cycle, though it seemed the keys she grabbed were for her new mustang, and uncaringly, she went inside and found herself driving. She was near the shopping district of Beryl when she saw a man around her age walking with his hands in his pocket. Hocking her horn, she pulled up next to him and rolled down the window. “Hey sexy, I need a favor,” Paige stated, a mischievous smile on her features as she looked at him.
~2 hours later~
Paige laughed, grinding her hips against him a few final times before pulling herself off of him and sitting back down on the driver’s side. “Thanks for the clothes,” she stated, slightly out of breath - pulling the Gucci bag from the back and putting on the crop top and joggers he had bought her. She watched as he zipped up his pants and begin pulling the car seat up - both parties getting dressed after an eventful… well… few hours. After the man had agreed to her favor and went inside the store for her - buying clothes as she was clearly… well… not dressed. Paige ended up fcking him in the passenger seat. I mean, it wasn’t necessarily how she was expecting to pay the man but damn was he hot.
“You go to C High don’t you? Need a ride?” Paige asked. His face was familiar - though not so familiar that she knew him off the bat. Though, when he begin to introduce himself - Paige simply put her hand up. "Sorry but I give absolutely no sh!ts what your name is, do you need a ride or not?
The answer was yes and Paige drove the man to school - smiling as the front space was open, likely because they were early which was still a disgusting thought. Coming to school early. After a brief “good bye” the two parted ways and Paige simply found herself walking into the school with halls that were practically empty. Damn, she hated being early. If Dan hadn’t shown up she probably would have skipped today. In any case, at least the day wasn’t a complete waste. A mimosa and a good fck wasn’t bad for a morning. With that in mind, Paige found herself walking into random rooms - curious to see what there was. Only being at the school for two weeks (and only really attending class for a few days), Paige hadn’t really seen much of what there was. Though, one particular room did catch her attention. A man was standing in the middle, messing around with a video camera.
"If it isn’t the Beryl Beach’s own peeping tom. Eric right? Paige asked. She fully well knew that the man’s name was Eddie, but hell, making people feel insecure was a gift. “Hey how’s your girlfriend by the way? Girl who had her foot up her ass? She’s about Yay high, black hair?” she stared, putting her hand up a little higher than her as Paige was fairly short. Though, no one should ever underestimate the girl for her height.
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