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Your POV
My parents always say that I should enjoy being in high school but then I also have to do my homework, get into a college, and be social. I should be getting paid to go to school. My feet jump over rocks and broken glass bottles, making my way towards the quarry. Suddenly I feel my heart stop when a harsh rattling sound stars up. I walk backwards, desperate to take myself as far from that deadly sound as I could go.
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The noise stops and I turn around, ready to get out of this forest already... and now I'm face to face with a 7-foot long rattle snake. To be bitten here would be fatal, and this snake was PISSED.
I try to back away but it moves slowly towards me, no doubt sensing my fear. Before I know it, the snake snaps up, ready to sink its teeth into me. "Fuck!" I scream, and a hard arm wraps around my waist, swinging me to the left and onto the ground. Everything moved so quickly; I was now lying on the floor staring up at a tall figure burning the snake with what looked like a flamethrower. When the snake stopped moving, the guy turned around. Patrick Hockstetter. Fuck that. Patrick and I had chemistry class together, and we'd talked briefly the two times he actually showed up. I get up quickly, peeking over his shoulder at the crispy snake. "What the-"
Patrick's attention turns on me, stalking towards me like a predator: "you owe me, sugarboobs," he says, sticking his lighter into his pocket and shaking the aerosol spray a couple times before chucking it to the ground.
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When I don't respond he tilts his head downwards, trying to give me a hint to what he wanted. "You... you want me to give you a blowjob?" I ask quietly. Patrick laughs hysterically, wiping away some joyful tears from his eyes.
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"What the fuck, Y/N?! No, I wasn't trying to say that," He cackles, holding his stomach as another round of laughter bubbles inside of him. My face heats up and was no doubt as red as a tomato.
"Well you looked down and," I mimic his previous actions, my head tilting downwards, "I thought you were referring to your penis!" I reason, embarrassed by how stupid I was.
"Oh my gosh," he breathes out, following me as I start walking away, my hands covering my heated face. "Do you offer every guy you meet a blow job?" He continues, smiling at me from the side.
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"Shut. Up." I cross my arms and he laughs again, amused by my reaction.
"Anyway," he begins, grunting as he kicks away a stone, "you couldn't handle me, babygirl". I scoff and look him straight in the eyes.
"And why's that?" He leans in real close to my face, his cigarette-breath fanning over me as his lips ever so slightly touched mine. I was tempted to kiss him roughly until he spoke.
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"Cause you don't like huge snakes". And with that, Patrick Hockstetter walked away, leaving me bothered and confused at the edge of the woods.
