House of Wolves
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HOUSE MASTER WAY'sNOTES STORY
Hi. This is me, Mr. Way writing. I really HATE the fact that Ean loves making FUN of me in every updates, so since I OWN half of her username, im gonna be a BIG BITCH and write a story about her.
Haha, in your face, Ean! :twisted:
Ean’s POV
I woke up the next morning with a sharp throbbing pain in my head. My vision were still blurry and I’m trying hard to figure out of where I am at that time.I looked around the room and saw the unfamiliar wallpaper, the unfamiliar dresser and closet… I looked down and saw my clothes scattered on the floor. I tried to turn back but stopped when I hit someone’s body behind me.
Fuck.
I tried to retrace my steps back form what happened yesterday… The time the girls asking me out, the drinks I had at the bar… the time I puked in the toilet… the time when I ran out from the back door…What happen after that?
Then, I felt a strong arms wrapped around my waist. “Good morning,” He whispered.
NO!
I slept with someone?
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I bit my lips as he put his head on my shoulders and started kissing my neck. Damn, I must’ve feel into the arms of some Random Guy again! I have to get out of here! But as his kisses slowed down, I tried to make my brain engage in a rational mode.
“How… Did… This… Happen?” I asked.
“I think we’re just heavily drunk, yesterday…” He said and caressed my hair from behind. I bit my lips again. Please! I don’t wanna ended up sleeping with some jerks!He put his fingers on my chin and tried to make me face him.
“Let me see your face…” He said. I shook my head. “No,” I said. “I’m afraid you might know who I am…” I said through chattered teeth, thinking of the worst case scenario. What could be the worst case scenario? That guy might be some drunk trucker guy… or some college jerk who slept around… or somebody’s grandfather… or guys from school…or worse it could be me! Oops, I mean, it could be Mr. Way! ::naughty:
“Are you a trucker guy? Or college guy? Or school guy? Or some dirty old man…?” I asked, not attempting to hide my intention. If he answered ‘yes’ to any of that then I’m gonna run helter skelter out from this room.
He laughed. “No. I’m not… Why?” He said, releasing his grip from my waist.
Very well, then. It’s a good start.
“What happen last night?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I cant remember…” He said. I nodded, still facing the wall. This guy sounded so nice, I love the way he talked but I’m not gonna take any risk.I had some nasty experience when I ended up with someone in bed when I was drunk. There used to be a whole lotta men I know I would never talk to if I’m conscious- randy old men, someone’s husband, some jerks…. And I remember waking up the next morning hoping to find someone I can tolerate beside me, but I always ended up crying the trauma out of me. And the cycle continues. My parents found out about it later and sent me to King Edward School to take me away from all that bad influences…. And what’s the difference it’s gonna make this time?
I’m not gonna make it worse. I’m not gonna see his face and cry again.
I tried to wake up but he immediately put his arms around my waist again. “Don’t go…” He said. I slumped back onto the pillow.
“I just wanna know your name…” He said sincerely. “Please…” He added.
“It’s… Ea… urm, I mean Britney… yeah, Britney…” I lied. Shit! I could’ve picked up a better name than ‘Britney’ but at that time, all I can think about was Britney Spears singing ‘Baby One More Time’ in her catholic school uniform, just like the way I should be dressing right now.
“Okay Britney… I’m Arthur…” He said and tightened his grips around my waist.
“Arthur…I like that name… It’s like Prince William… You know, his middle name is Arthur…William Arthur Phillip Louis, you know… ” I said, hoping that the guy behind me is really Prince William. (Haha, fat hopes!)
He chuckled.
“Hey Britney… Don’t you think this could be a start of something special?” He said. From his tone, I’m sure he was sincere. He planted a kiss on my ears. “Are you working or studying?” He asked.
I bit my lips again. Okay Ean, THINK. THINK REAL HARD!
“Urm, Im studying… At King Ed… urm…It’s King…King’s College London…” I lied again.
“King’s College! That’s a very good school! What brings you to Windsor?” He asked. I smiled, he’s buying it! Yay me!
“Urm, it’s just that my professor is being a real asshole and he flunked me in my test…I‘m so pissed off so me and my girls drove all the way here to let the steam off…” I said, replacing the word ‘teacher’ with ‘professor’ for the real-college girl act.
“Okay… Now tell me about you…” I said, trying hard not to turn back and look at his face.
“Well… I work here in Windsor… A small town but it’s really nice…” He said.
Oh, just a redneck…
But he seemed really nice. Probably he’s just a drunk and confused farm boy or anything… I smiled. “You sound good enough to me Arthur…” I said.
“Yep. You too… Plus I think the sex must be real good coz I didn’t leave…” he said and laughed.
“What! You left a girl after sex?” I said, nearly screaming.
“Kidding. Only if the sex is really bad… But the fact that I’m waking up smiling beside you this morning must be the indicator that what we had is amazing… Too bad I cant remember a thing…” He said sadly. I giggled. This guy is sincere yet funny! Typical farm boy!
“ Yeah, I cant remember anything… I cant even remember your face…” I said. He put his head on my shoulders again and tightened his grip around me in attempt to see my face. I quickly shielded myself with my hair.
“Aww… c’mon… You must be a very pretty girl…” He said naughtily. I smiled. Owh, how we girls are always weak when a guy say we’re pretty.
NO EAN! Don’t! You don’t wanna cry upon seeing his face!
“I cant. I’m afraid if I see your face I might regret everything…” I said. He sighed.
“Okay then… You don’t need to see my ugly face if you don’t want to… You can just close your eyes and then you can leave, okay?” He said. I nodded.
“But if I like how you look like, I’m afraid I wanna have sex with you once again…” He added with a little more naughty tone in his voice. I smiled.
“Okay here’s the deal… Why don’t you close your eyes and we both open our eyes at the same time… Then we’ll see who’ll be running away from this room first…” I said.
“okay…” He said. “My eyes are closed…” He said as he released his arms from my body. I closed my eyes and turned. “One… Two…” I said as my heart was thumping so hard inside my ribcage. I can hear myself praying so hard inside. Please. Don’t let this be some other drunk bastards! Please!!!!
“Three…” I said and opened my eyes.
I don’t know what happened next, but the last thing I know I was running the whole 5 miles of distance, back to the majestic main entrance to the House Of Wolves.
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HOUSE MASTER’s BLURBS!
NO… you don’t wanna guess who she ended up with that night… Who was this Random Guy that scare the shit out of her? Stay tuned for more!
And btw, I AM SO AGAINST underage drinking and sexual intercourse. Hear my message:
House Master Way: NO DRINKING OR SEX, BITCHES! ::naughty: ::naughty:
Oh sorry, wrong picture!
Here goes the message:
House Master Way: “Don’t do it, kids! If I found out, you’ll be kicked out of school!”
Thank you for reading, everyone. Have a great day. I’m a better writer than Ean, right? You better say so, coz if not, YOU'LL FAIL BIOLOGY and PE and i'll ask Ms Serj and Ms McKay to fail you in MATHS and FOREIGN LANGUAGE as well. Bye bye byoutches!!! ::naughty:
Hi. This is me, Mr. Way writing. I really HATE the fact that Ean loves making FUN of me in every updates, so since I OWN half of her username, im gonna be a BIG BITCH and write a story about her.
Haha, in your face, Ean! :twisted:
Ean’s POV
I woke up the next morning with a sharp throbbing pain in my head. My vision were still blurry and I’m trying hard to figure out of where I am at that time.I looked around the room and saw the unfamiliar wallpaper, the unfamiliar dresser and closet… I looked down and saw my clothes scattered on the floor. I tried to turn back but stopped when I hit someone’s body behind me.
Fuck.
I tried to retrace my steps back form what happened yesterday… The time the girls asking me out, the drinks I had at the bar… the time I puked in the toilet… the time when I ran out from the back door…What happen after that?
Then, I felt a strong arms wrapped around my waist. “Good morning,” He whispered.
NO!
I slept with someone?
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I bit my lips as he put his head on my shoulders and started kissing my neck. Damn, I must’ve feel into the arms of some Random Guy again! I have to get out of here! But as his kisses slowed down, I tried to make my brain engage in a rational mode.
“How… Did… This… Happen?” I asked.
“I think we’re just heavily drunk, yesterday…” He said and caressed my hair from behind. I bit my lips again. Please! I don’t wanna ended up sleeping with some jerks!He put his fingers on my chin and tried to make me face him.
“Let me see your face…” He said. I shook my head. “No,” I said. “I’m afraid you might know who I am…” I said through chattered teeth, thinking of the worst case scenario. What could be the worst case scenario? That guy might be some drunk trucker guy… or some college jerk who slept around… or somebody’s grandfather… or guys from school…or worse it could be me! Oops, I mean, it could be Mr. Way! ::naughty:
“Are you a trucker guy? Or college guy? Or school guy? Or some dirty old man…?” I asked, not attempting to hide my intention. If he answered ‘yes’ to any of that then I’m gonna run helter skelter out from this room.
He laughed. “No. I’m not… Why?” He said, releasing his grip from my waist.
Very well, then. It’s a good start.
“What happen last night?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I cant remember…” He said. I nodded, still facing the wall. This guy sounded so nice, I love the way he talked but I’m not gonna take any risk.I had some nasty experience when I ended up with someone in bed when I was drunk. There used to be a whole lotta men I know I would never talk to if I’m conscious- randy old men, someone’s husband, some jerks…. And I remember waking up the next morning hoping to find someone I can tolerate beside me, but I always ended up crying the trauma out of me. And the cycle continues. My parents found out about it later and sent me to King Edward School to take me away from all that bad influences…. And what’s the difference it’s gonna make this time?
I’m not gonna make it worse. I’m not gonna see his face and cry again.
I tried to wake up but he immediately put his arms around my waist again. “Don’t go…” He said. I slumped back onto the pillow.
“I just wanna know your name…” He said sincerely. “Please…” He added.
“It’s… Ea… urm, I mean Britney… yeah, Britney…” I lied. Shit! I could’ve picked up a better name than ‘Britney’ but at that time, all I can think about was Britney Spears singing ‘Baby One More Time’ in her catholic school uniform, just like the way I should be dressing right now.
“Okay Britney… I’m Arthur…” He said and tightened his grips around my waist.
“Arthur…I like that name… It’s like Prince William… You know, his middle name is Arthur…William Arthur Phillip Louis, you know… ” I said, hoping that the guy behind me is really Prince William. (Haha, fat hopes!)
He chuckled.
“Hey Britney… Don’t you think this could be a start of something special?” He said. From his tone, I’m sure he was sincere. He planted a kiss on my ears. “Are you working or studying?” He asked.
I bit my lips again. Okay Ean, THINK. THINK REAL HARD!
“Urm, Im studying… At King Ed… urm…It’s King…King’s College London…” I lied again.
“King’s College! That’s a very good school! What brings you to Windsor?” He asked. I smiled, he’s buying it! Yay me!
“Urm, it’s just that my professor is being a real asshole and he flunked me in my test…I‘m so pissed off so me and my girls drove all the way here to let the steam off…” I said, replacing the word ‘teacher’ with ‘professor’ for the real-college girl act.
“Okay… Now tell me about you…” I said, trying hard not to turn back and look at his face.
“Well… I work here in Windsor… A small town but it’s really nice…” He said.
Oh, just a redneck…
But he seemed really nice. Probably he’s just a drunk and confused farm boy or anything… I smiled. “You sound good enough to me Arthur…” I said.
“Yep. You too… Plus I think the sex must be real good coz I didn’t leave…” he said and laughed.
“What! You left a girl after sex?” I said, nearly screaming.
“Kidding. Only if the sex is really bad… But the fact that I’m waking up smiling beside you this morning must be the indicator that what we had is amazing… Too bad I cant remember a thing…” He said sadly. I giggled. This guy is sincere yet funny! Typical farm boy!
“ Yeah, I cant remember anything… I cant even remember your face…” I said. He put his head on my shoulders again and tightened his grip around me in attempt to see my face. I quickly shielded myself with my hair.
“Aww… c’mon… You must be a very pretty girl…” He said naughtily. I smiled. Owh, how we girls are always weak when a guy say we’re pretty.
NO EAN! Don’t! You don’t wanna cry upon seeing his face!
“I cant. I’m afraid if I see your face I might regret everything…” I said. He sighed.
“Okay then… You don’t need to see my ugly face if you don’t want to… You can just close your eyes and then you can leave, okay?” He said. I nodded.
“But if I like how you look like, I’m afraid I wanna have sex with you once again…” He added with a little more naughty tone in his voice. I smiled.
“Okay here’s the deal… Why don’t you close your eyes and we both open our eyes at the same time… Then we’ll see who’ll be running away from this room first…” I said.
“okay…” He said. “My eyes are closed…” He said as he released his arms from my body. I closed my eyes and turned. “One… Two…” I said as my heart was thumping so hard inside my ribcage. I can hear myself praying so hard inside. Please. Don’t let this be some other drunk bastards! Please!!!!
“Three…” I said and opened my eyes.
I don’t know what happened next, but the last thing I know I was running the whole 5 miles of distance, back to the majestic main entrance to the House Of Wolves.
**********************
HOUSE MASTER’s BLURBS!
NO… you don’t wanna guess who she ended up with that night… Who was this Random Guy that scare the shit out of her? Stay tuned for more!
And btw, I AM SO AGAINST underage drinking and sexual intercourse. Hear my message:
House Master Way: NO DRINKING OR SEX, BITCHES! ::naughty: ::naughty:
Oh sorry, wrong picture!
Here goes the message:
House Master Way: “Don’t do it, kids! If I found out, you’ll be kicked out of school!”
Thank you for reading, everyone. Have a great day. I’m a better writer than Ean, right? You better say so, coz if not, YOU'LL FAIL BIOLOGY and PE and i'll ask Ms Serj and Ms McKay to fail you in MATHS and FOREIGN LANGUAGE as well. Bye bye byoutches!!! ::naughty: