Egan’s effect

***Dayle***

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“What in the fucking world is this about, man? Is she all over your Insta now? You know the deal man, you know what this is about—“ I can't help but talk about it. We are standing outside the hall, it got heated a few minutes ago when Steve threw a punch at me because I told him that Lauren got laid and that was her purpose. He pushed me to the wall that was why I said that, I'm sick and tired of explaining because it's the best thing to do and all that shit. I know Steve, if it hadn't been about Lauren, he would have partnered with anyone to destroy the person’s life at Hemsville High. Due to the uproar, we had to go exterior, we were this close to exposing our secret fuck-list.
My fingers rake my hair twice before I look away from Egan. He's now getting on my nerves over Chrissy, I mean, this was not the plan and he fucking knows that very well.
“Fuck you, Dayle, what's up? I like Chrissy and that's it! The fuck, we are just friends!”
“Just friends?” I ask and pull out my cell phone, I have pictures of him dropping in and out of her house I guess, he was holding flowers, and then he kissed her on the cheek, and there you have him posting her up on his page like his influencer. Fucking hell!
“Fuck, Dayle!” he raises his voice at me, he's looking pissed off like I am. “You had me followed? What's this about anyway?”
“I had to. You know the...” I skim the area to make sure that no one is looking before I complete my statement. “...fucking rules, WE DON'T DATE EACH OTHER’S TARGET!” I remind him and he bites his lips looking away from me, yeah, I’m fucking right about that.
“I’m NOT dating her, we are only hanging out as friends, what’s so hard to decipher? You fucking roll with Chloe, Lisa, Ginny... name them and these girls....” he instantly lowers his tone. “...are part of MY list—” clenching his teeth.
“I haven’t even fucked any!”
I know that I sound suspicious already because I might or might not.
“Me neither! I haven't fucked her! And don't ask if I will!” he says shutting me up because I was about to ask that question. It's getting me worked up right now.
“Yeah! You better not think of doing any of that! Friends and that's what it should remain!” I turn to leave and he stops me with a question.
“Why do you care? What's even your dick’s problem?” veering to face him and he shrugs crossing his arms.
“My dick’s problem?!” I scoff “Don't make this about my dick, Egan. I'm all about her because she's a part of my list, and I'm two targets away from her!” I snap and he smirks
“You like her, don't you?” he asks with a chuckle. “You better not think about that!” he warns me like I'm the one with the most problem. Am I? “We are gonna go in there and act like nothing happened, yeah?” he asks and I just start walking ahead, he adds again. “Fucking, yeah?”
“Yeah. Whatever!”
“Hey. Egan.” I hear Chrissy. I mean, I don't just hear her, I see her in front of me.
Fuck!!! She's awkwardly fucking hot, sultry, sexy... Damn, how am I gonna accept the fact... She spoke to Egan but her eyes are on me, mine are on her too. I swear in my life that I'm feeling some type of way right now, I don't just know why I don't only want to fuck her, I just wanna own her.
“H-Hi. Dayle!” she sounds scared, yeah, she better be scared because I'm fucking mad at Egan and her.
“Hey Chriss,” Egan lights up walking towards and I walk past, straight to the main entrance of the hall. Jumping right into the party lights and high jazz on the frequency. I can't even take my mind off Chrissy, she's prettier than I thought. Her dress is just so enticing that I'm charged up to do what I love the most, fuck.
I see Steve talking with Lauren and she's trying to smile and keep the conversation flowing, I know that he's doing all he can to assure her of putting me in my place. Fuck that, everyone chose me as senior prefect, I didn't just appear, whether he likes it or not, I remain students’ president.
I walk to the other side of the hall where the party is less heated, I take out a bottle of beer from the bucket of ice, take off the lid, and start necking the hot gin down, my chest is balking at once.
When did all of these start happening, tearing our friendship apart, Steve getting unnecessarily mad at me for telling on Lauren, Egan hanging out with the girl that's sinking in my thoughts now and then, and there you have my father constantly reminding me of the fact that his wedding is in a few days and that I've got to love my stepmom and stepsister, lastly, I'm fucking trying to keep with the trends, principal Morgan and fucking Hemsville. Some girls come around to take photos and of course, I can't say no to them. When they leave, my phone beeps, I take it out and take a look.
*Been looking all over for you!*
Shauna texts me, and I have a deep sigh.
*Likewise! Where u @?*
I text right back but she is not relying until after a minute.
*Standing next to your car! Get me!*
She replies and I quickly spring up to my feet, and then I see Caesar coming my way.
“What's up Dayle?!” we shake hands in swagger, he's smirking and I simply do the same.
“Yeah. What's up, Caesar!”
“Heading out already? I got more supplies you know, make sure to come around at 5 p.m., yeah?”
“Oh sure man, no doubt. You know me, man!” I tell him and he nods lightly.
“I gotta run—”
“Sorry about the other day, I hope we get better!”
“Oh yeah, we are better now. You good though?” planting a hand on his shoulder
“Yeah. No probs at all. Just not okay with the way you and Steve are getting on these days, everyone knows, the teams know—”
“Thanks for your concern Caesar, seriously, I'm trying to fix us but he's not coming around it. You know that I had to talk about Lauren with Principal Morgan. C’mon man, you are Captain and you know how it goes. It's not like he doesn't know too, he's Academics for crying out loud. Just had to!” I explain this is the longest convo that we have stayed with him only to talk, I usually don't because he gets on my nerves.
“I know man, I'm gonna talk to him still. He's talking shit with the others and it sucks. Anyway, see you tomorrow and don't forget, Monday, we got a meeting!”
“Sure man, I'll see you around!” I finally walk away while he heads back to the others. I mean, they are looking at me like a fucking whistleblower, not knowing that I'm also on the edge.

~
I thought that I would see Egan or Chrissy (like, I want to see her know if she's fucking Egan or not. I want to make sure that she's always in my sight and nothing crazy is happening.)
“What took you so long? Is it because I'm not—” I quickly crash my lips on hers, I don't have forever to explain the whole shit to her. I'm kinda mad at her about yesterday, I got to her game only to find out that she invited her college boyfriend, we didn't last a proper five minutes together when he came popping in and out when I opted to drive her home, she was like ‘my bad, D, my boyfriend's taking me home but I'll see you at the X!’. I exploded three fucking times. I came to watch her game, getting these dirty pictures of us fucking in that water; she looked super sexy in that turquoise swimsuit and then she comes up with her boyfriend shit? Like, didn't she say that no one is coming to her game? After yesterday, I knew that I was only a dick and a jerk and tonight is not gonna pass me by. She wants to fuck and so do I.
She doesn't ask any more questions again, she opts for the swimming pool, well, I have been thinking about that too. When we get to the pool, no one is there, there was a girl and a boy but they left when we came around, I know the guy, he's fearful but I'm shocked that he's got a girl. Crazy. The smirk appears without me realizing it.
She steps out of her heels, undoing her thin-strapped dress that has a V-cut behind—her back. It falls to the ground and then her white thong and strapless bra is left behind. I love what I see, I mean, I've been longing to do this with her ever since I saw her name on my list, she's got this athletic killer body, it suits her Asian body, I hear that she's an Asian baddie too, more reasons why I like her. She didn't have to pretend like Amber Hart. Dang.
“Stop imagining Dayle, come on in!”
She says like she's reading my mind, why not, I've been licking my lips. I take off my shoes, suit, and pants, leaving behind my briefs. While she floats in the water, her hands cover her mouth once she sees me, perhaps the dents of my bulge in my briefs.
I step in and glide to meet her, she drives to the edge where I rest my back
“You are gorgeous Dayle,” she starts caressing my chest, and my waistline, and then she holds her breath diving into the water, she pulls on my briefs and tosses them on the surface, by the pool. She starts stroking my dick ferociously. Damn, this bitch wanna fuck me already? I love this! “My boyfriend’s coming in the next 40 minutes, we have some time to unfold, yeah—”
My fingers dig into her hole and she whimpers with a soft moan, I hate when she mentions her boyfriend to me, like, why is she dating a way older guy? We spin and switch sides, she is now leaning on the partition.
“You owe me this Shauna, you didn't have to call him up,”
“I'm sorry Dayle, he just turned up. I'm sorry, okay?” she stares at me innocently, it's not that innocent since her eyes depict lustful hunger.
Our lips jam, it's rough and unstoppable, I don't waste any more time but rather I nuzzle my hard-on into her kitty and she wraps her arms around me tightly, she adjusts and smiles at me.
“Fuck me, Dayle, like the way you fuck your girlfriend!”
Wait? Did she think that I have a girlfriend?
“You think I have a girlfriend?”
“What's this about, how about Amber?” she asks, her mood starting to change into a questionable one, no way, I can't ruin this moment. I'll deal with Amber later, at least for lying if she ever did.
“Yeah!”
I snap and start stroking in and out, maintaining a pace that we could handle in the pool, she was moaning and calling my name, reminding me that I needed to fuck her harder than anything. Smooth and awesome, we kept going. It didn't take that long when I remembered Chrissy. Picturing Chrissy was like having Shauna act like her. I don't know why she's in my head. Again.
Talk about the devil, I see her somewhere around the pool, phoning someone until she noticed that we were there. I expected that she'd run away or record or scream or do something like every other Hemsville student would but she didn't. Her phone was glued to her ear and yet, she was staring at me, her lips are parted, and she looks disappointed or shocked, I can't tell why. I also feel uneasy that she's watching me fuck Shauna. Why is she staring that long?
“Oooh, Dayle! Mmmm! Fuck Dayle, you're better than my fucking boyfriend!” Shauna says into my ears and it prompts me to fuck her harder than ever, I mean, I'm starting to hate the fact that it's not Chrissy, meanwhile, Chrissy is watching me. Still.
“Uh... Uh... Uh...!” Shauna keeps moaning, my eyes are on Chrissy, and then she rolls her eyes and walks away angrily, I think. Why is she mad?
Shauna and I catch our breaths, we stare at each other like we are in love but it's obvious that we are not. We kiss, kiss, kiss, and kiss.
“What do you think?” I tease smirking at her
“Dick and skills, they say.”
“What do you think?”
“Let's fuck again. We got like ten minutes!” she crashes her lips with mine, and my hands are cupping and fondling her boobies... Succulent...