When I met her she was watching her ex and her best friend, my girlfriend talking and laughing. Both of them knew that she still liked her ex, Tristan. My girlfriend at the time, Samantha stopped laughing and smirked at her. My blood boiled and I could see her at the brink of the tears as she looked away, so I moved my seat closer to hers hit her chair gently, she turned and I took her hand. I kissed her knuckles and whispered: “we both know that they fuck, so why don’t we?” I remember the exact shade of pink her cheeks turned. We didn’t have sex but we became close very close and soon we were making out in her room while ‘studying’. I was still with Samantha but had no feelings for her.

Anyway, a bit of context, my name is Lance Wether. I’m the richest guy in school, the player and the captain of a hockey team. I’m dating the Samantha jones, the biggest whore in the whole school.

I’m still dating Samantha and she gets more and more obsessed with me but I become more and more in love with the girl I ‘study’ with. I feel like the feeling is mutual.

Today, I have a huge hockey match that determines wether or not I go to college with a hockey scholarship. My girlfriend and my ‘study’ partner is there. Sitting next to each other, they’re talking while me and the team warm up. At the near ending of the match we were winning and a group of frat boys walked up to were Samantha and my ‘study’ partner was. They sat next to both and I watched as they started to get a little to comfortable with her and started to touch her thigh and forcing her to kiss the them I didn’t know what happened with Sam I couldn’t care less. I smashed my helmet in the plexi glass without breaking it. Just enough to startle them.

“Back the fuck up” I shouted and all the frat boy’s left and she looked at me with loving eyes Sam glared at us.

After the match Sam ran up to me and kissed me but I was looking at my study princess the whole time. An hour later there was a party at an old abandoned beach and everyone went.