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Masako would make it to the game with her mother, sheâ??d be seen in the stands scowling; a tall woman in a blood red business suit with long pale blonde hair and a vicious burn scar on the right side of her face. She would show up in the proper cheerleading uniform and had done her part in cheering. But sheâ??d spike the playerâ??s coolers of refreshment in the start of the last quarter; sheâ??d dumped ground up laxative into the drinks. Sheâ??d join her friends and smirked. â??Donâ??t drink any of the water or gatorade, those guys have already gorged themselves.â? Masako said. â??It should kick in here soon. Quick-acting laxatives are a wicked thing.â? Masako snickered.
 
David had already told everyone not to drink the gatorade, only bottles of water that weren't open yet. He anticipated Masako's intentions, after all, she had been standing near the liquids for most of the game, eyeing them.

The ball was hiked to him and he took a few steps back, saw an open hand in the air and hurled the ball toward it, then watched as the opposing team converge onto the receiver, but were too far away to do much.
 
The team's second fiddle players didn't listen to David and a few were seen rushing off the bench and one off of the field after loud stomach noises. Masako was hanging out with the other girls of the cheerleading team and shivered, feeling a disturbance in the force of her mom staring down at the team disdainfully. Masako whispered to the other girls and pointed up to the stands some and scooted out of sight as her mom got up and left, disappointed it looked like the team might win.

((OOC: come on miss the catch~)
 
After a few minutes, Sebastian left the library thinking to himself the glare was somewhat weak. It had no effect on Sonnie what so ever. Maybe she was over him, was he over her? Sebastian had always felt that their break up was never truly a break up. It was just a fight that just never resolved itself. They never really said that we were through. The fight that took place, what Sebastian remember was that Sonnie said (What do you expect, for me to sit there waiting for you to grow out of whatever sad face you were on? I'm sixteen...I'm attractive...I have a image to uphold...) Sebastian rebuttal to that was, (My brother just died... it's been only a month... you cared about him don't you? But still even if I haven't taken you out to dinner... or gone out besides going to school... that doesn't give you the right to be dancing with that trash...) Sonnie response, (Well I figured you'll stay like this forever... you did in fact idolize the ground he walked on...I never thought you were so weak inside...) just at that point, the trash she was dancing with came out and Sebastian basically send him to the hospital.

Sebastian got arrested that night and let's just say, after that, Jenna and him never spoke to one another. That night is still a little bit fuzzy. Sebastian had never really finished coping with the death of his brother. He could have developed a mental illness if it wasn't for Britney. It could have just been raw attraction, because a week after the incident Britney and Sebastian were waiting in line for food and when their hands accidently touched, they ended up in the hallway kissing, in the bathroom for a full period. That relationship was kind of doom from the start. So as Sebastian walked into the locker room, he began to think, what are the pros and cons of this bet. Sure he'll have sex... the three of them will have sex with beautiful cheerleaders. But how exactly was it going to happen, was it going to be a sixsome, or were they going to be individually... and who will he choose? Sonnie, and Britney with him? Or will they each take turns having fun with three beautiful girls.

Truth be told, Sebastian kind of had another idea of what they can do if they won the game tonight. Then again, Sebastian kind of knew something was up from Masako's response, and Britney's response before he left the library. Though it didn't bother him, because they are after all cheerleaders. What could they do to mess up the football team? After all, football players rules the halls, of this school.

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It's the final two minutes of the game. Sebastian was on the field. David had advise the team not to drink it. But some people did drank it, because quite frankly it didn't matter what she put in the drinks. Sometimes things might go their way, and that's what's going to happen. Sebastian was guarding David as he threw the ball, that's when his stomach began to feel funny. He began to realize that David was right. But then again he smiled. He can use this as the winning play. He'll be the laughing stock of the school for a day or so, but no one dares to mess with Sebastian, he can physically dominate you. His favorite motto was if you can't beat them, join em. That was what Sebastian did, instead of trying to hold off the stomach pains. He let it loose.

He began running, and as he ran, he farted. The opposing team was running away from him. Because honestly the smell was quite foul. Causing the receiver to catch the ball with only two people running after him. Sebastian smiled as he stopped, continuing to fart as he looked towards the cheerleader section and shouting out, "THANK YOU..." he said with a smirk. Of course, he'll have to shower, and let the drugs out of his systems before he can do anything to these beautiful girls.
 
The Wide Receiver never liked to put anything in his body during the game. Whether that be water, food, what have you. During the final two minutes of the game, he was on the far left side of the field. His hand shot in the air, and the quarterback delivered. He had at least two steps on the next defender and was taller than the next defender. This was going to be an easy play. As he neared the endzone, the ball was within arm's length away. He reached up, grasped the ball with two hands, which he quickly pulled towards his body, cradling the football, and came down hard. It was a Touchdown, and he heard the crowd erupt. A late hit from one of the opposing team's linebackers caused Colt to stand up quickly and get into his face. . .

While the school was cheering around him, he was talking shit to the opposing player. The only time Colt got this intense, was during games. The Linebacker was talking all kinds of shit. The game was a fluke. The two players helmets were right next to each other, though Colt had at least a head on the other guy. There was no other receivers around to break up the two players. Finally, the shit talking escaladed, and the linebacker reached out his huge arms and shoved Colt away. This caused Colt to rear his hand up, however, before he could actually make the hit. He was stopped by someone, he couldn't see who. .

The receiver should have been ecstatic, but all he wanted to do now was destroy the linebacker. He unbuckled his helmet, and realized that he had just won the bet for them. If his player wouldn't have been there. . .
 
  • Looking to her side when Masako admitted to putting laxatives in the gatorade, she thanked God that they had separate drinks between the cheerleaders and the football players. Wait a minute. . "Masako. . Gassy football players?" Not ONLY was there a testosterone build up, but gassy football players!?! Dear God, what if they won and- It almost made Sonnie want to vomit in her mouth at the thought, especially considering David had a wish to put his dick in Britney's mouth, she gagged just a bit before turning her attention back to the score board. Time was ticking and the game was too close to make Sonnie anywhere near comfortable, eyes narrowing at the other football team, because she could just feel them starting to choke up and grow closer and closer to losing the football game even though they were in the lead.

    She truly was resisting the temptation to scream at the other team. However, the distraction of Masako's mother's eyes looking at the football team, hell the game in general, caused the odd vibes to creep up until the woman left, scooting immediately with Masako. Sure, she'd met Masako's mother before. What cheerleader hadn't. The woman was. . To put it bluntly, she was scary as shit. Hate to catch her in a back alley. Watching the bench warmers run to the locker rooms in having obviously indulged in the finer things that the bench held ( water and gatorade ), obviously those laxatives were just as quick as Masako had said they were, finding a slight amount of hope in that. Sonnie was a bit tired, slightly sweaty from the activities of cheering ( when she really wanted them to crash and burn into the ground. ) on their football team, and ready to go home happy that they had lost and this bet didn't have to be gone through.

    Unfortunately, like everyone who knew at least a small amount about football, everything could change in the last two minutes. And of course, like a moth to a flame, the opposing team lost when they were so close to winning. If they would've just kept the ball away from their team. "FUCK." This came out rather loud, although all of them looked with raised brows as to why in the world the opposite team was running away from Sebastian. . What in the he- All of their faces changing from wonder to absolute disgust, Sonnie's mouth fell to the shape of a perfect 'o', speechless for all the more obvious reasons. However, her eyes looked to Masako when he said thank you, because it was a bit of her fault. Well, if she hadn't wanted sex before, she REALLY wasn't going to want it now. [/list:u]
 
â??Youâ??re not welcome fugly!â? Masako shouted back and was already retreating from the field knowing her stunt probably bought her a few minutes. Deciding that while sisterhood was one thing: dealing with this bet she wasnâ??t even party to in the agreement process was Sonnieâ??s problem now. The blonde would step around the bleachers and then took off like a shot, the girl shouldâ??ve been in track, seriously. She made a flat run for the nearby parking lot and straight for her jeep and vaulted up into it and the roar of an engine could be heard as well as screeching of tires. Masako wasnâ??tâ?? about to hang out to see the results of this one.
 
  • The nerves were no longer what got to Sonnora, no it was the fact that they had totally lost and now had to pay the consequences, which were basically her fault, for it. But, if Masako hadn't slid laxatives in the gatorade, maybe Sebastian wouldn't have a huge shit stain in his underwear. . How disgusting. That smug look on his face made her roll her eyes, knowing that if he couldn't find a way to control his bladder, she would find a way to exclude him from the bet. Unsanitary to have sex with a guy who's farting constantly. . Unsanitary and not sexy. Yeah, that sounded logical. However, turning her head to see Masako edging away and then running, moving quickly to the edge of the bleachers to see her run off to her car and drive out of the parking lot, Sonnie folded her arms over her chest.

    "That bitch."

    Sonnie was at about the point of being ready to smash someone's face in. Yep. Little Sonnie Monroe. Ready to fuck someone's life up. Calmly moving over to the bench that was designated for the cheerleaders, she picked up her phone and carefully dialed the blonde's phone number, sitting down and crossing her legs. Ignoring the teams leaving the field and going to their designated areas, tapping her manicured nails and biting onto her bottom lip softly, "You better pick up this goddamn phone Masako."[/list:u]
 
Masako was already on the road and heading not for home, but to her favorite restaraunt to get something to eat. yeah right,she was probably going straight back to somewhere she could hide, upon hearing the phone ringing, she'd pull over to a parallel parking space. She'd flip the phone open and sighed a bit, brushing her hair away from her ear as she answered, Masako had checked the number and knew it was Sonnie's. "Hey Sonnie, having fun?" she asked with a wry grin, knowing what she was going to be saying. "And those laxatives should keep them on the pot or showering for long enough for you and Britney to follow my lead." she said pre-empting Sonnie.
 
  • Throughout the game Britney thought he heart was going to explode out of her chest. She felt like she had just chugged four Red Bulls and then washed that down with a vent frappuccino from Starbucks. She followed the ball wherever it went from the sidelines, walking back and forth from side to side of the field as the game went on and on, seeming like it was never going to end until they hit the final two minutes. This was when everything happened in a football game, when you would either lose or win and by the looks of it, they were going to win. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." She repeated to herself softly as she kept her eyes on the ball as if maybe she could spot some flaw, some rule that one of the players on their team broke when they threw it or some shit like that. Not only did this not make any sense whatsoever, but Britney knew next to nothing about football, all she knew is that if she looked pretty, screamed her loudest, and hit her steps then she wouldn't get kicked off the cheerleading squad.

    Before she knew it, the final bell was rung and the score was not in the cheerleader's favor. "NO!" She shouted probably a bit more loudly than she should have, but she didn't give a shit. Because they won she was going to have to have sex with three guys, that part wasn't so bad, but the fact that stupid Masako put laxatives in their drinks was a huge issue for Britney. "Where is she? I'm going to suffocate that bitch with her own tits." She questioned Sonnie as she ran up to her, obviously referring to Masako. "What was she thinking? Is she fucking nuts?"
    [/list:u]
 
A smile was on his lips when Masako insulted him again. He then started laughing. This play would probably be remembered in the books. Not as the greatest, but probably the funniest or the most disgusting one. And it was kindly all thanks to Masako. Who knew what could have happened this game if most of their players wasnâ??t busy taking care of their body. Either way, theyâ??ll probably win it from the get go. He then notices Masako backing out and leaving. Disgraceful, even if the bet wasnâ??t her idea, she shouldnâ??t just leave Sonnoya (Sonnie) in the hanging.

Sebastian was about to congratulate Colt on the catch and the run when he saw and heard that he was getting into an argument with the two players who were chasing him. He walked over and pulled Colt back. â??Whatâ??s upâ?¦â? he said glaring at the two line backers. â??Whatâ??s up stinkyâ? one of the linebackers replied. â??You know itâ??s not right to pick a fight with someone whoâ??s not in the same weight division on youâ?¦makes you seem weakâ?¦â? he said pulling Colt back behind him. That might not have been the smartest idea Sebastian had in a while, because after all he needed to shower and was well stinking of fart, but it was for his own good.

â??Oh what? You think you can take us both?â? said the linebackers. The one who havenâ??t said anything, got impatient and swung towards Sebastian. He smiled, and closed his eyes as he forced a fart out. â??Sorry Coltâ?¦â? he said seeing as the guy who swung got disoriented when he sniffed it, and that was just enough time for Sebastian to grab his arm and twisted it to his back looking back to his partner in crime. â??You want a sniff?â? he said with a smile. â??Fuck youâ?¦â? he said walking away. â??You have enough?â? said Sebastian shoving the other guy away and looked at Colt. â??You ready for them?â? Sebastian asked.

After speaking, Sebastian looked over to the cheerleading side, seeing Britney and Sonnoya together made him smile. He imaged what it would be like to have those two together, since he already had them separately. He looked at Colt, â??Go wash upâ?¦Iâ??m heading over to them and tell them to wait for us as we get washed upâ?¦â? he said walking over towards the two beautiful girls.

"I have always wondered...what having you two together would be like..." he said with a smile. Of course Sebastian was keeping his distance. "Where's Masako...you should thank her...really...who knows what would of happen if I didn't let out the fart attack" he said with a small laughter.
 
  • Sonnora was going to slaughter Masako when she asked if they were 'having fun', waiting patiently, angrily, but patiently, for the girl to finish. Taking in a bit of air when Britney ran herself over to her, Sonnie pointed at the phone before inhaling again, her cheeks a soft pink color, "Masako. . Only Sebastian drank the gatorade sweetie. . Only one of THREE. . TWO other FOOTBALL PLAYERS." She stated plainly, one hand holding her phone to her ear while the other was in a gripped manner, a fist balling and re - balling itself, "Masako. . If you don't get your narrow ass back here, I swear to God, Vou estrangularei cada fibra do seu ser até que já não existem, eu juro por Deus Masako." Evidently, that was how pissed at the other girl Sonnie was. Up until about a certain point in time, she had been quite frankly keeping her calm, but when she started speaking other languages? Namely Portuguese. She was going to fuck some shit up.

    Keeping herself from throwing her phone into the bleachers, she instead threw it into her bag and looked to Britney, opening her mouth and quite ready to speak until Sebastian interrupted her with something totally unimportant, and unnecessary, to say. Her eyes narrowing at her ex boyfriend who, kept his distance for good reasons ( not that she couldn't get over there to him or anything ), but again had that oh so smug smile across his lips. Because she wasn't already mad enough about Masako trying to ditch them, but he had to make a comment about 'having' she and Britney together AND Masako's faulty judgment then bailing like a pansy. Coughing lightly, Sonnie picked up a water bottle full of the gatorade that had done the damage, screwing off the top lightly, the redhead crossed the distance between them, almost becoming a blur.

    Unfortunately, the decision of what to do never once came to Sonnie's mind, her hand colliding hard with the side of his face, to the point that it made her fingers tingle. The liquid dumped on his head shortly after and dropped to the ground when its contents were empty, she couldn't form words, mouth open but nothing emerging, so, with a simple shrug, she pulled her bag out from under the bench and moved toward the parking lot. This was about the time she found a few words; "Take a fucking shower. You stink." She wasn't running, but she didn't want to be around him. Obviously, Sonnie wasn't the happiest camper right now. It didn't matter that they had won the game and lost the bet, but that last comment was like saying 'Oh well, so since I had you both once and all, let's have fun TOGETHER.' Jackass. Sitting in the car bought by her mother for her latest birthday, the seventeen year old stared at the steering wheel of the Range Rover, chewing onto her bottom lip lightly.

    Sadly, that break up was the worst thing she had ever gone through, besides the issues of being shut out by him in the first place during the time of his 'recooperating' from his brother's death. Sure, she didn't need and shouldn't have gone to that party, but he said he didn't care. I don't care what you do. . Just leave me alone. . I can't think with you around. It crushed her. She wasn't asking for sex, and she wasn't asking for him to take her out to the party instead, she wanted him to talk to her. But he wouldn't, so he shut her out. That night at the party. She remembered cussing him out in both languages. She hadn't had a right to dance with trash but he didn't have a right to shut her out about his feelings to his brother's death. And dear God, she knew that if she'd have been dancing with a girl, the situation wouldn't even have happened in the way it had, the cops crashing the party just in time to catch Sebastian and the guy ( hell she couldn't remember his name ) fighting.

    Rubbing her eyes lightly, her forehead pressed against the steering wheel and the female let out a soft sigh, her arms crossing in front of her before glancing down at her phone and checking the time. Masako better be getting her ass back here. [/list:u]
 
If it weren't for Sebastian, the man might have been looking at a steep hospital bill. Still, for what it was worth, he would rather be appalled and to the brink of vomiting than spend a night in the hospital. He was glad Sebastian was there to hold him down, otherwise, the night would have been that much worse. He nodded as Sebastian told him to clean up, though it wasn't as though he drank the substance. As Sebastian walked away, he started to walk to the locker room, then realized, he didn't stink. He ran and caught up to Sebastian, laughing at his comment. "Thank god one of us didn't listen." He said as he put his arm around Sebastian. How was this night going to get any better?

The man followed the girl out to the parking lot, and as she dumped the Gatorade on Sebastian's head and planted a slap hard on his face, the tall, lanky man moved. Quickly, he got in between the two, and put his hand on Sebastian's chest to calm him down. He pulled Sebastian aside and let him cool off a bit. "Eh. ." He said with a laugh. "Forget about it." He said as he moved the helmet off his face. Revealing the sweat drenchedness. He didn't use any eye paint, though his helmet had a dark visor on it. One that reflected back so one couldn't see where the receiver was looking. "I'll keep her here, you go shower." He said with a laugh. "Besides, you smell like fucking ass."

The man knew wht Sonnie was upset, well he thought he knew. It was because she had lost the bet. Though he didn't know about the inner problems she was having. He moved to the other side of her car and pulled on the handle. Sure enough, it was open. He got in and sat down, taking his helmet off fully and holding it through the face guard. The man sighed and looked at her. "Look, I know you are upset." He told her, trying to comfort her. This bet would not be fun for anybody if both parties were not having fun. She knew they were going to win. That was why she made the bet. "I think we just need to take a breather." He put his arm around the girl, hoping not to get slapped himself, and waited for the rest of the members involved to reach them. . .
 
Masako sat in her jeep and listened to what Sonnie had to say and sighed some leaning forward on her steering wheel and thought about it. She may not have been involved in the offer of the bet itself and didnâ??t have a responsibility to be a part of the reward but she did at least owe an apology for the laxative. It was really immature of her to do and sheâ??d just sit and stew for a few moments where she was. At least until the business owner of the building she was in front of her came out shouting to buy something or move on.

The blonde would start the engine and returned to the school, her conscience having gotten the best of her and made her feel bad. In short order sheâ??d come back to the parking lotwith her arms crossed under her bountious breasts and sighed. â?? Sonnie, Iâ??m sorry for running off like I did.â? She apologized to her friend.
 
No words could have been said from Sebastian, except two words though he couldn't utter it. His eyes didn't flinch from that hard slap that would probably give any other guy a reaction. Sebastian still hasn't fully recoevered from the death of his elder brother. It was kind of the reason why he changed his position to TE. He wanted physical contact...after a while, when Sebastian and Sonnoya haven't gone on a date for about two weeks. Sebastian got into fights with other members of the football team. It was until the Coach pull him aside and threaten to take him off the team or put him on second string was when Sebastian stopped throwing himself out there.

He nodded when he looked at Colt. He then turned around and headed to the locker room. In his mind as he got closer and closer to the locker room showers, two words were being repeated thank you, thank you, thank you. There were obviously some issues still going on between the two. But Sebastian knew that deep down they still care for each other. For Sebastian, maybe for Sonnoya too, they never really officially broken up, just one long break, one long "space" period.

When he finally arrived at the locker room he removed himself and got naked and stepped into the empty shower room. He turned on the hot faucet and stepped in, closing his eyes as he kept playing that image of Sonnoya hitting him over and over again. He then began hitting his forehead against the wall, his hands soon clutched into a fist. If it wasn't for the running water, someone could see manly tears streaming down Sebastian's face.

He felt alone, maybe because he was, but emotionally he felt it too. This time around he didn't have Britney around to just fuck and make the depression go away. He knew he hurted Sonnoya when he asked for a threesome with Britney and her. Britney probably took that the wrong way too...
 
  • Her hand was still tingling, wiggling her fingers a bit as the feeling started to shift back in them, looking up when she heard the door of her passenger's side open, her eyes narrowed just slightly at the male who sat next to her. She had nothing against Colt, nothing at all actually. But he had no idea what was going on, she knew he didn't. She would give him the benefit of the doubt though, and decided that he probably expected her to be mad about the bet, raising her head up slightly and scrunching her nose when he stated that he knew she was upset. Not saying a word when he stated that they needed to take a breather and wrapped his arm around her, Sonnie glanced down at the floor for a moment, chewing onto her bottom lip.

    "It's not the damn bet I'm upset about." Her words came out as something of a mumble, looking down at the floor again because really, what were the chances that she was going to tell him everything before even talking to Sebastian? Slim to none. But at least he knew that there was something that didn't involve the bet bothering her. Jumping slightly when she heard Masako at the driver's side window, the redhead turned and looked over to her, her windows having been down so she heard her apology loud and clear. Letting out a sigh herself, Sonnie looked over to her blonde friend and smiled faintly, "It's ok Masako."

    There was a temptation to add an 'as long as you never pull that again' but there was a doubt that there would ever be an again. Mentally counting that she hadn't stated when exactly the consequences of their bet would be taking place, Sonnie smiled softly because truthfully, she really hadn't. Conniving much? Though her mind went to something else, call it having a short attention span, she turned back to Colt and bit her bottom lip, "How's Seb?" Alright, so it would take her a while to say it to anyone, just like it would take him a while to admit it himself, it would take her a while to say that she missed him. Sure, he was around, but that's not what she meant. [/list:u]
 
Water, trickling down, his body, Water trickling down his body as Sebastian eyes were fixated at the wall. He had been like this for quite a while now. He was deeply in thought. The image of Sonnoya slapping him was playing over and over again. He paid attention to detail, and she didnâ??t make any until the bottle was on the ground. Her mouth was open. Sebastian eyes finally moved to a lower spot. The tension between them was still strong. His eyes flickered, remembering the first time he deflowered her. It was after that game where Sebastian first played in and his brother gave him that winning charger.

Sebastian took Sonnoya for a drive; he basically took her to the woods, â??Make out placeâ? for the teenagers. They had a splendid time with their lips, but when were heading back they realize the car was out of gas, so they called triple A, and when they took a while to get here, Sebastian got out of the car and laid down on the hood of his car, of course Sonnoya joined him. They looked at the stars until they it started raining, suddenly things exploded into an hour of passion. It was pretty memorable.

He then jolted his head back as he felt like the water falling down on him was that of the rain. A small smile formed, probably the first time he had smiled in a long time and nobody was there to see it. He then began to think what to doâ?¦he then stepped out of the water and decided to head back, he saw a corner that reminded him of where he had fucked Britney one time.

â??I need to see Jarodâ?¦againâ?¦â? he said, simply stating that he needed to see his psychiatrist. It had been a while since he last saw the man. Sebastian soon exited out the shower room and into the locker room, putting on his regular clothes, excluding the stinky boxer briefs that he had because of Masako. Luckily he had an extra one. He then thought how Masako would look naked, she needs to get deflowered then maybe then she wonâ??t do something so juvenile. Once he had on his cargo shorts and white shirt, blue dressed shirt. He slipped on his flip flops and walked out as he places his keys and wallet inside the pockets. After that he slips his sunglasses into the breast pocket that the dress shirt had.
 
Masako smiled at Sonnie when she said she was forgiven, a small but pretty and honest smile. â??Iâ??m glad Sonnie, but please donâ??t ever make any bets or deals like that that involve me and Brit ever again without asking us first ok?â? She said and put a hand on her friendâ??s shoulder for a moment and looked at Colt. â??I hope you donâ??t intend to honor the bet in and of itself, Sheâ??s the one that made the bet so Iâ??d prefer not to be involved.â? The blonde said and looked at her friend with a serious look on her face. â??You might want or need to get laid, but I would still rather avoid it until I have my life ready to go and prepared for the consequences.â?
 
Soon, he was out of the locker room, out of school... back out onto the football field as he made his way back to the parking lot. He quickly thought that he should of wore something besides flip flops. Considering today was a game, it was obviously that he would end up going home sometime between midnight. He wondered though if they were going to get this sexual intercourse thing over with or not.

But as he continued to walk, he notice the Ranger Rover, that must've been Sonnoya's car. He wondered why it was still there. He thought she'll do a hit and run. That's basically what had happened between them for a while now. They would say mean things to each other then walk away. And it would always bring a smile to Sebastian's face, even though he rarely shows it.

Lately though, Sonnoya have been insulting Sebastian's sexual production organ, his penis. He didn't know why she was insulting his phallus, but he didn't care. Maybe she was thinking about the bet, and how she was going to get that length pushed into her. She knew she liked it. Sebastian needed a way to insult her phallus, she was after all the Captain of the Cheerleading team.

After that slap, Sebastian felt like he needed to talk to Sonnoya, it was like a cry of help from her and him. And they didn't know how to communicate now since this tension came between them. He insulted her by saying he wanted to have sex with Britney and her. She gave him the normal response that any woman would have done, slap and use objects. Even though he didn't wanted to... because what words could Sebastian possibly say, but Colt did say he'll hold her here. So maybe, it was time to talk...

Sebastian walked over to the Range Rolver and saw Masako there. "It seems the coward is back..." he said standing behind Masako and looking at Sonnoya.
 
Masako tensed and narrowed her eyes, hearing Sebastianâ??s voice, this guy considered himself a player and the apple to any girlsâ?? pie. It just pissed her off even more and when he called her a coward for what she did; she wasted no time at all. Spinning around and pushing from her hips, waist, even using the sway from her breasts and lunged a bit; sheâ??d send her fist at Sebbieâ??s face. Masako was just as strong as a lot of the guys in the school were and the blow would be strong enough to break his nose if she was aiming for it but her iron-fist would slam into his cheek with a sickening crunch. A good solid hit that would make him stumble if he was off balance. â??Donâ??t ever call me a coward you fucking asshole. You donâ??t know a goddamn thing about me, you never bothered to learn or try to be civil. All you do is stare and fap just like the rest of the perverts.â? She said and turned to Sonnie.

â??Sebastian here is a prime example of why I donâ??t like Jocks. I donâ??t even understand why you do.â? Masako said. â??Oh is it stereotype? You think itâ??s expected of you to be a cheerleader just to fuck the damn barbarians that make up the football team?â? she outraged, for some reason Sebastian always could open his mouth and piss the blonde off.

â??Have fun, Iâ??m leaving. Iâ??m hungry, Iâ??m irritated and Iâ??m likely to start breaking the neanderthal here. So Iâ??m going before I get arrested for attempted murder.â? She raged and returned to her Jeep and sat in the back of with her arms crossed and looked around for something to wear other than this uniform.
 
Of course, Sebastian took the hit straight on. He felt that whenever there was contact, that was the moment he felt a live. He smiled and was resisting himself from hitting a girl. Especially a beautiful looking blond. He was kind of rolling his eyes when Masako was running her mouth. That's all she did, at least that's what Sebastian thought about her. Jock this, Jock that. He found it hypocritical of her to be on the cheerleading team and not like a big strong man like Sebastian as a lover. He knew that deep down she probably craved for someone strong... every girl has it in her. To feel the rock hard abs, to be able to count the stamina of the guy they're with, not just be a one minute man.

He just couldn't wait to take that flower away from her. She'll so end up being a hypocrite. It was true, that he didn't know her. But from he could tell, she wanted to rebel, it was probably a parental problem thing that you have to be this or you're out of the house. If Sebastian was in his position, he'll say the hell with parents. All parents do is front about their strict rules, let's see how fast that breaks down when you run away from home. That's why teens run away from homes, so they can see how fast their parents break down and say they love you, etc. So not the DRAMA. Of course, girls usually run away from home because it's built in to them. They love Soap-opera's they love the DRAMA.

He smiled when Masako left and got back into her jeep. "Yeah... move that ass of yours... back to your car.. you COWARD!!" since Masako wasn't there, he shouted. Sebastian surely have changed since his time without Sonnora. When he was with her, he was more civil and was actually a human being. But well, when you start hanging with the boys, you'll start thinking like them. It's human nature after all, your environment defines who a person is.
 
Masako did have parental issues, hell what high schooler didnâ??t? She didnâ??t know her father too well and it contributed to her not having a specific taste in men. Because girls got their idea of what was attractive in the opposite gender by the example of their fathers. Left to her own, Masako had developed to appreciate creativity and artistic things; but right now she had an attitude and was grumbling to herself. He was prodding the bull in the chute, which would only end in someone getting hurt. Sheâ??d look over at him and practically snarl in German then in Greek.

â??Ich hasse Sie Sie dummer Naturmensch. Tun Sie mich so eine Bevorzugung und halten Sie Maul, lassen Sie mich allein. Ich mag Sie nicht, und ich werde Sie nie mögen!â? She shouted back at Sebastian, still fuming.

Then sheâ??s shift gears and say in Greek: â??Stupid little boy. You don't know me, you know nothing about me. so don't you dare call me a coward.â? She said and got back into her front seat and reclined back some looking up at the sky with her arms crossed behind her head. She wasnâ??t going to leave yet she didnâ??t want to leave Sonnie there on her own. Masako wasnâ??t going to participate in any of the events but friends stuck together even if they didnâ??t agree with what was going on.

â??Sonnie, Iâ??ll stay for your sake but I wonâ??t get involved further than watching.â? She conceded.
 
  • It seemed as though just after asking Colt about him, Sonnie caught sight of the male on his way into the parking lot, glancing down at her steering wheel. Turning her head back to Masako when she began to speak, her brow cocked up just a bit when Masako had to go and screw up the apology by adding something extra now that she was so easily forgiven. "You're the only one complaining Masako." She grumbled, taking note that Britney had only initially complained, having grown calm enough with the idea that she wasn't specifically complaining about the bet itself. To say the least, Britney was coming around to it.

    Rubbing her forehead just slightly, her eyes shot up when the girl gave her the serious expression and stated that it was probably just Sonnie reaching out because she 'wanted' or 'needed to get laid. Her head turned sharply toward Colt, blinking only once before plainly stating, "I could choke her out." Still sitting in the driver's seat and keeping herself restricted from saying anything to the somewhat peer pressured Masako, her eyes hovered over the girl and met with Sebastian's, even if his comment was directed to Masako. Blinking quickly when Masako's fist crashed into his cheek, her eyes wincing softly because even though she hadn't been hit, it hurt even her.

    However, again the female turned to her and gave her a glare of death and tried to badger her with words, the idea of strangling Masako became more and more clear to her. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" Wow. Apparently, Masako believed she had no self respect for herself just because she'd had sex with a guy from the football team who, truthfully, was holding up a front. Her hand on the door and getting out of her car, truthfully, Sonnie didn't give a damn as far as the issue between Sebastian and Masako, no because the girl had turned it into something totally different. Sure, Masako didn't have to like a single guy on the football team, but to criticize her because she dated a guy from the football team?

    "Look, we're going to have to save this bet shit for some other time. Colt, get your sweaty ass out of my car." Her eyes then moved to Sebastian after looking at the male in her passenger's seat, "You. Get in. Right now. Get your ass in." The sudden shout that came from Masako's car, it generated her to move swiftly, her white shoes moving across the parking lot and stopping beside the Jeep's door, her light brown eyes narrow slits. "You might not want to be a part of this bet Masako, but don't you ever fucking get it twisted in your skull to disrespect me like that ever again. I don't care how angry you ever get at me, but don't fucking talk down to me because you're insecure. I have never said anything like that to you, and you know I haven't. " Her words were slow, something close to calm, her chest rising and falling with her breathing, Sonnie made her way back to her car, slamming her door once she got in.

    ooc : whitestar bby.
    it's sonnora.
    there's no Y in there.
    xD
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The eye contact from Sonnora was returned. He then notices Colt was in the car. He wondered why he was inside. A smile soon appeared on the guyâ??s face. Masako insult was just hilarious. Sebastian liked teasing her with insults. Just when he was about to respond to what Masako had just said. Sonnora barked louder than he was going to. He raised an eyebrow. Did Sonnora just order him around like she was his girl friend? He went around to the passenger seat and opened the door. â??If I were youâ?¦Iâ??ll go homeâ?¦Iâ??m getting a beating tonightâ?¦â? he said with a smile. Though, he had somewhat of an idea of what could possibly happen with Sonnora.

He bit his lip when he notice the car door closed and there went Sonnora, storming towardâ??s Masakoâ??s car. He tilted her head and enjoyed those legs walk, making the behind Sonnora possess move. â??Mm m mm m mm, she still got itâ?¦â? he said as he waited for Colt to exit then got into the passenger seat. He then thought about his car. The state Sonnora was in now, he might end up driving him somewhere and tossing him in the woods. He began to ponder, as he stared empty at the scenery in front of him.

Then without a second later, Sonnora got into her car and the door slammed. He waited for a moment for Sonnora to calm down, and also thinking of what to say to her in this situation. He couldnâ??t believe things were escalating this high just for Masako afraid to get some deflowering. Besides, Sebastian believed every parent can be lied to, fooled, and made into a believer of what a teenager says. Itâ??s all about delivery.

Sebastian cleared his throat and looked at Sonnora. â??Have I ever told youâ?¦you look even more attractive when youâ??re angry?â? he said, looking back at the side of the mirror to see if anything was going to happen. He also couldnâ??t believe he just made a comment like that when they havenâ??t been together in over a few months now. â??It's time to talk isn't it?â? he said looking back at Sonnora.
 
When the final whistle blew David looked up at the scoreboard. His breath rolled out from behind his face guard as he watched the numbers swich. He let out a primal yell of sorts and thrust his fist into the air. Victory.

He didn't see all the commotion happening with Masako, he had been tending to a few swooning sophmore's in the stands. He chatted with them breifly, knowing they probably wanted his cock more than the loosing half of tonight's bet. He caught up with the other guys once people started to leave.

"What's her deal?" He asked, seeing Masako storming off.
 
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