1. She is the One (Part 17)


    Date: 1/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    be great,” she replied, pulling back the sheet. That statement rubbed me the wrong way. “Everyone’s great,” I said, trying to stay calm, “Everyone did a great job.” “You’re an actor, Mr. Harrison. Leave the critiques to me.” “The audience loved it!” She glanced up at me irritably. “And exactly how many of them have been working with theater as long as I have?” Kayla put her hand on my elbow and gave it a tug. I wanted to say more, much more, but there was no point. She was essentially plugging her ears and going, “La, la, la, la! It has to be my way or it sucks! La, la, la, la!” I was still fuming as we left the building. “Oh no , Mr. Harrison, the audience didn’t really like it!” I said, mocking her angrily, “They have no clue what they’re talking about! They’re just a pack of moronic monkeys who’d applaud someone singing the fucking ABC’s if you put a little tap-dance into it!” Kayla took my hand and said, “Calm down, sweetie.” “It’s such bullshit! Three months of rehearsing and all we get is, ‘Meh, not good enough’?!” “Jack, seriously, calm down.” I took a deep breath and squeezed her hand. I actually felt like I might cry and angrily ran the cuff of my shirt across my eyes. “Sorry,” I muttered. “You’re right about it being bullshit,” she said, “But it’s over now.” “Unless she decides to bring it up in class.” “Well, then we’ll deal with it then,” she replied, “I know it was great, you know it was great, everyone else knows it was great. Who cares what she thinks?” It ...
    wasn’t that simple but I caught her meaning. “True,” I sighed, “Well, maybe next play—” “Hey, let’s not think about that,” she said quickly, “This one was stressful enough.” “Really?” She raised an eyebrow at me. “Jessica? Brad? That whole thing?” “Ohhhhh…the drama drama thing?” “Yeah.” I laughed a little. “Okay, well, maybe a break is a good idea.” She laughed as well. Her phone suddenly buzzed and her face lit up. “Yay!” she said, digging into her pocket. “Let me guess…you just had to let Tara know that the play was all finished?” I teased. “Obviously,” she sniffed, opening her phone, “She wanted me to let her—” She glanced at the message and her voice faltered, her face growing dark. “What’s up?” I asked. She stared at the phone for a few seconds before deleting the message. “Nothing,” she said shortly as she dropped her phone back in her pocket. “You sure?” “Yes.” “Because the whole secrets thing…” She sighed and gave me a small smile. “If it becomes anything you need to know about, I promise I will tell you.” “Okay,” I said uncertainly. She pulled me in for a hug. “You know what we need? A Thanksgiving break.” “What a coincidence!” I said in mock-surprise, “There’s one in just a couple of days.” “Really? Well, aren’t we lucky as all hell!” We laughed and kissed. Disappointed though I was with the end of the production, she was right; there was no need to focus on Ms. Locke’s bitchiness. We knew it was great and that was good enough for us. Besides, it would be nowhere near ...
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