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      Published: 2017-06-11 Chapters: 1/? Words: 2651
****** Hopeless Love ******
by ilivelikeimdead
Summary
     Mark is a really popular guy at school and has always been the apple
     of Eviana's eye since she first saw him. But a new guy moves into
     town whom she seems to find interesting. Can Mark reciprocate the
     same feelings she has for him or will she end up going for the new
     guy?
Notes
     Hello. This is a new story I started. I kinda like it so I thought
     maybe someone out there will too. So thanks for reading this if you
     do! (Also this is my first time writing smut) And there is going to
     be random Spanish words so I'll have translation within the story.
     Note: the way the character's name are pronounced ev-i-ana, a-ma-ra,
     and hav-i-er. In case, anyone wanted to know in advance
“I need to call Amara and tell her about the summer I had,” I said. I picked up
my phone and clicked her number.
“Hello?” Amara answered.
“Hey, Amara!”
“Hey, Eve! How’ve you been?” My real name is Eviana, but sometimes Amara likes
to call me Eve for short.
“Good. What about you? I’ve missed you!”
“I’ve been good. And I missed you too!”
“Amara, I have to tell you something.” I got serious.
“What is it?” She sounded concerned.
“Okay, well you know how I went to summer camp to be a camp counselor for kids
right?”
“Yeah, why? Did something happen?”
“Okay, you’ll never guess who was there. It was Mark! He went to be a camp
counselor too.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, he actually noticed me. I didn’t even think he knew who I was but he
actually talked to me. So, we hung out a lot and stuff and you’ll never guess
what happened next…”
“What happened?! Tell me already!”
“He kissed me!”
“What?! Oh, my god! Girl, get it!”
I laughed but then I got serious again. “Also…something else happened.”
“What?”
“Uh…we kind of…had sex?” No response. There was just silence. “Amara?”
“Holy fucking shit,” she said. “I can’t believe you lost your virginity and
you’re now telling me!”
“There’s no cell service! Otherwise I would’ve told you immediately after it
happened!”
“So…are you guys like a thing now?”
“No idea. I doubt it. It was probably like a summer fling.” I sighed. “Nothing
else really happened.”
“Did you guys do it just that one time or multiple times?”
“Dude!”
“Hey, a girl’s gotta know! Now spill it!”
“Uh… We did it more than once.”
“Oh, my god. Are you two still talking to each other?”
“Yeah, we text each other sometimes. Just to see how the other one is doing.”
“Also, shame on you two for doing it where there are kids around.”
“I know… But he’s irresistible okay! You know I’ve had the biggest crush on him
for the longest time and I’ve always wanted to have sex with him. I always
wanted him to be my first… Although I know he’s not in love with me. He
probably never will be. But I had the chance and I took it.”
“Yeah, I know… But school starts tomorrow. Senior year of high school! Yay! Did
you want to go to the mall and pick out some outfits?”
“Yeah, for sure! I’ll meet you there. See you in 10.”
“Alright. See you.”
I hung up and headed to my car to drive to the mall. It only takes a few
minutes since I live close by. It’s a pretty small town so everything was close
and everybody knew everybody.
But let me tell you a bit about myself. I’m known as the nerd at school. I’m a
straight A student. To be honest, I don’t think I’m the best-looking person. I
never have. I was always teased as a kid. It’s probably why I have such low
self-esteem. I’ve been wearing glasses since I was about 5. It was mostly what
I was teased about. I don’t know why. Glasses help someone to see. My hair is
black and always up in a ponytail because I kinda hate my hair too. It’s
straight and black, kinda just dull. I have tan skin, perks of being a Latina.
And I just kind of have boring brown eyes but they aren't really dark. They
were kind of light and it was probably the only thing I liked about myself. I
absolutely hated my body. Thing I hate most is my legs. They were just fat with
gross cellulite and stretch marks and stuff. Yes, I know it’s a normal thing
human beings have but the stigmata of having to look a certain way just stuck
to me. I had curves, sure, but it didn’t make up for anything because I just
hated everything else. My belly, my fat arms, my love handles,etc. I get told
I’m pretty by family and friends but I mean they’re supposed to say that,
right? And my best friend, Amara, I think she is just so beautiful. She’s a
dark-skinned girl with beautiful complexion. She has the perfect body.
Beautiful brown eyes. Nice hair. I envy her and wished I was her.
Anyways, I got to the mall and met up with Amara.
“Hey, girl!” she said and she hugged me.
I hugged her back. “Hey! Man, I really did miss you.”
She laughed. “I missed you too. I missed my best friend. I kinda got tired of
hanging with Jake.”
I laughed. “That’s kinda mean to say about your boyfriend.”
“You know what I mean! I just wanted my girl back.” She wrapped her arm around
my shoulders.
“I swear this is why people think we’re gay sometimes.” We just laughed.
“We’re good friends. I think people think that about all friends that are good
friends.”
“You’re right.”
“Alright, let’s go shopping!”
I laughed. “Okay, but you’re the master of fashion so you have to help me.”
“Of course I will.” She smiled.
We went into Forever 21. We looked around and I liked a few things but I let
Amara do the picking for me. I’m kind of plain and just like jeans and a t-
shirt, band tees, maybe a nice shirt here and there.
“Don’t pick out anything too girly. You know I don’t like that.”
“Aw, come on!” she said. “You need to change up your style a bit. A dress
wouldn’t kill you.”
I rolled my eyes. “No, thanks.”
“Whatever.” She went back to looking at clothes and picked out a few outfits
for me. I ended up liking these ripped jeans with a white shirt and cardigan. I
was going to wear my Doc Martens with it too. And Amara picked out a nice dress
for herself too. We had our outfits planned for the first day tomorrow.
“Did you wanna chill back at my house?” I asked her once we went out to the
parking lot.
“I’m game,” she said. “I’ll see you there.”
“Okie! See ya in a bit.”
I drove back to my house and I got there before Amara. I saw Mark outside his
house, watering the grass. Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention that he is my next-
door neighbor. His room was right across from mine. We wave if we ever see each
other.
Mark is honestly just a beautiful guy to me. His skin color was a light beige.
He had shaggy dark brown hair but it was never messy. It was always so
perfectly coiffed. His eyes are almond shaped, brown colored so deep that
looking into them makes me weak at the knees. He had the cutest nose too. Not
too big and not too small. Perfect. Just like how I see him. He also had
perfect full lips that are so soft it feels like I’m kissing a pillow made of
feathers. His jawline is so sharp too that you could cut a piece of paper. Did
I mention his body? Smoking hot.
I got out of my car and he smiled and waved at me. I slightly blushed and waved
back. I kinda didn’t want to chance it so I just went inside my house until
Amara arrived.
I went to the living room and heard Amara come in a few seconds later. I just
left the door open for her.
“Hey, girl, I saw Mark outside,” Amara said as she entered the living room.
“Yeah, I know. He acknowledged my presence as I was going inside the house, or
more so I basically ran inside,” I said.
She laughed. “No wonder his face looked confused. Why are you avoiding him?”
“I don’t know… I thought he wasn’t even going to talk to me outside of camp
honestly, like once school would start back up again.”
“He waved at you. Seems like he’s trying to make an effort.”
“No. He’s just being nice. He’s my neighbor.”
“You are so thick sometimes.”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. Can we move on?”
“Fine, fine. What do you wanna do?”
“Movie night?”
“Yes!”
After a movie, Amara decided to go home. It was a school night after all and
still being under 18 she had a curfew. But it was getting late so it’s time for
bed.
I got a text a few minutes later and it was from Mark.
Mark: Hey, what are you doing?
Me: I’m getting ready for bed. Why?
Mark: I just wanted to see you before school starts tomorrow.
I kinda blushed and smiled as I read that. I really can’t resist him. I texted
him to come by and I was going to open the door for him. My parents are already
asleep and so was my little brother. They must be up just as early.
I went to slowly open the front door and rushed him inside the house and then
into my room.
“Okay, why are you here?” I asked suspiciously, trying to keep my voice down.
“I wanted to see you. Is that not a good enough answer?” he said, charmingly.
“I mean… I guess.” It took me by surprise when he wrapped his arms around my
shoulders. I blushed but he couldn’t see since his arms and chest were covering
up my face.
I hugged him back and took his scent in. This was nice and it felt right.
“Can we chill for a little bit?” he asked.
“Yeah, let me turn the TV on.” I turned the TV on and put it on food network.
“Oh, Chopped is on. Nice.”
I laughed. “Yeah, it’s a good show.”
“So you ready for senior year?”
“Ready to get out of this shithole? Yep.”
He chuckled. “Aw, come on. This is your home. But also, I’m here…” He scooted
closer to me.
“Oh, fuck off.” I pushed him away but he didn’t even budge. “Not like you’re
going to be here after we graduate anyways.”
“Yeah, but you’re smart. You’re gonna go places. All I have is soccer.”
“Shut up, Mark. No, you don’t. You’re smarter than you give yourself credit for
but you don’t want to admit that to anyone because you wanna be a giant jock.”
“Yeah, I do make straight A’s considering everything else I do too. Basketball,
football…”
“You’re just bragging now…” I cut him off.
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“I’ve been class president since we were sophomores. I’ve had a lot to do too
you know.”
“I know.” He was staring at me.
“Why do you keep staring at meee?” I whined and covered his eyes with my hand.
He removed my hand from his face and then proceeded to kiss it. “You have soft
skin.”
I quickly removed my hand from his. “Stop.”
“Why?” he asked and put his face closer to mine. We were probably an inch
apart. “You don’t like me?”
“I never said that… But I know you don’t like me so why are you trying to lead
me on?”
“Well, I never said I didn’t like you.”
My heart kind of skipped a beat and I felt a bit of hope inside me that he
actually would like me. “Wha-?”
I was caught off guard by his kiss. I immediately melted into it. There is no
way to describe it but I just love the way he tastes. It tastes like him and I
love that. Just tastes sweet.
My body was instantly opening up to the kiss and was calling for him. I wanted
him to keep kissing me, to touch me.
I opened up my mouth a little more so he could slip his tongue in. His hand was
on my waist near the bottom of my shirt. I took my shirt off so he knew that I
was giving him permission, and we started taking our clothes off. I put my
glasses on the side table too.
“Wait!” I whisper shouted.
“What?” he whispered as he started positioning himself.
“My parents and brother are asleep so be quiet.” Fortunately, the only room
next to mine is the bathroom.
“Okay.” He inserted himself inside me after putting on a condom and I gasped
quite loudly. “Looks like you’re the one that has to be quiet.”
I smacked him in the chest and he started going in and out slowly. I moaned as
low as I possibly could. Then he slowly started going faster and faster while
he tried to not make as much noise as possible. Every time I would hear his low
moans, it would turn me on even more.
His hands went to my breasts and started caressing them. I put my hands over
his and I moaned. His touches always sending electricity throughout my body. He
kissed my neck and I shivered. Neck kisses turn me on and he knew that so he
kept going.
“Don’t give me a hickey,” I panted.
“Why not?” he said out of breath.
“School.”
He just started kissing me again, fervently, and I kissed back. But I was
getting really close.
I moaned. “Ugh. I’m gonna come soon.”
“Me too,” he moaned.
I could feel it building up. I could feel my toes start to curl and once I came
I could feel it throughout my entire body. Starting with down there and going
throughout other areas of my body like a current. I never thought a boy would
do this to me. Let alone the hottest boy in my year.
He came a few minutes later after me.
“Did you come?” he asked. He always asked this and I don’t know why.
“Yeah, I did.”
“And to think how awkward and giggly you were the first time we did this.”
“Stop,” I whined.
“It’s true when they say quiet girls are the kinkiest.”
“Oh, my god.”
We got ourselves cleaned then he started cuddling me and I cuddled him back. We
were facing each other. He put his hand on my cheek and caressed it.
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” he said.
“Oh, shut up.” I rolled my eyes and rolled over to the other side.
“Why do you always do this every time I compliment you?” He pulled me closer to
him. I could feel his skin on my back. It was a nice intimate feeling.
“Because I don’t believe you…”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not. There’s way prettier girls than me at school.”
“No, you’re beautiful and I’m going to tell you anyways even if you don’t
believe me. And I’d love to stay here and cuddle some more but it’s getting
late. I should go home.”
“Okay.”
I felt him let me go and get up. I instantly felt sad. I wanted him to keep
holding me.
I sat up and started putting on my pajamas. It was just some shorts and a tee.
I could feel his eyes on me and I turned around to look at him. He didn’t even
pretend to look away. He just gave me a smirk.
“Stop looking at me,” I said as I put on my glasses.
“Your body is bangin’,” he said.
I rolled my eyes. “Get out of here.”
We walked down the stairs and I opened the door for him.
“Hasta luego,” he said. I was confused because I never heard him speak Spanish
before. (See you later.)
“Wait, you know Spanish?”
“Poquito.” (A little.)
I chuckled. “Adios, tonto.” (Goodbye, stupid.)
He smiled. “Adios, hermosa.” (Goodbye, beautiful.)
I rolled my eyes and he was already walking away. “Shut up!”
He turned around and started walking backwards. He blew me a kiss and then
proceeded to go inside his house.
I shook my head and just went upstairs to brush my teeth and go to bed.
Tomorrow should be an interesting day.
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