School me page 6

Chapter 2

Reagan

I am a man, a red blooded, adrenaline junky, panty dropping man. It’s the explanation to why I do what I do. The heartbreaks, the fights, the late night partying, it comes with the package, it’s life.

I am who the fuck I choose to be, and for the past four years I fucking ruled. There was never a second that it crossed my mind to stop and think. I am fucking Reagan Orniel, what I want, I get, and I own it. I am captain of the football team, heir to the Orniel fortune, a full platinum package. Woman love me, even grown ass men inspire to be me.

But this time I got something I didn’t want. I owned something I didn’t fucking want to own, Dainy Hallows virginity.

I woke up this morning with regret, it was the first time that shit has ever happened to me. Who knew she was a virgin. All those times when she got dumped or did the dumping, I felt sorry for the blonde thinking she was just a god awful lay, especially when my team mates kept going on about how easy she was.

Unlike her dickhead brother who never stands up for her, I always liked Dainy. Now when I think about it, I understand his reasons, he knew all those rumors were bullshit. And regardless of what most people think, Aiden is so fucking far from stupid it makes my Bs look like E’s.

At school I was dreading the public confrontation between Dainy and me, but when Lucan told me she didn’t show, fuck, I felt like shit. I never feel like shit. Then to top it all, some new girl shows up in Eco today. Normally I would’ve been already balls deep in her before practice but the girl threw me for a fucking touch down. She was breathtaking, with blue eyes, black waist length hair and legs that carried on to Mars.

She invited me for dinner at her place, I really wanted to go, and I said I will, but I found myself outside Dainy’s house, ten minutes after I left practice.
And now here I was staring at my forbidden fruit. And fuck if I don’t want another taste.

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