Sarah's Bedroom (CLOSED)

How did I get here? Sarah Parker's bedroom, the fantasy of 90% of the guys in school. Of all the people that she could have brought here after prom, she brought me. Of all the people that she could have taken to prom, she brought me. I still couldn't believe it, even as I sat on the edge of her bed, watching her stand nervously before me playing with the ruffles of her vibrate prom dress.

Sarah and I had an unusual relationship. It had begun last year when she had needed help passing science and math class. She had pulled me aside during lunch as I had been sitting with friends talking about Dungeons and Dragons. She begged me for help, and I was simply all to eager to help her. She was the most beautiful girl in school, head cheerleader AND Volleyball captain, just getting the chance to talk to her without a football player giving me a wedgie was a dream come true.

She passed her classes with perfect grades last year because of my help. She took me out to dinner as a thank you. Not McDonald's either, she took me to like a steak house were we had to dress up to even get in the front door. It was the best dinner I ever had. And I was one of the few guys to say that I had gone on a date with Sarah Parker. Even the coolest and best looking dudes at school couldn't say that.

The following year, we both turned 18 early in the school year. Our birthday's were only a couple of days apart as it turned out. Sarah came to me early in the year and said she took Advanced Placement classes and wondered if she could count on my help this year.

Of course she could. I really liked Sarah. She was fun to talk too, it was easy to make her laugh, and she was stunning to behold. I'd do anything to keep her friends with me. Yet everyday that passed, I expected her to start bailing on me. She was the campus queen and I was just Jake Klein, a nobody. Hell there might only be like ten people that knew my name at school. twelve tops.

Like the previous year, my tutoring of Sarah helped her focus and keep her grades up despite being so busy with her extra curricular activities. As we neared the end of the school year, signs about prom kept popping up. Sarah was the only girl on campus who would give me the time of day, so I had no hopes of going.

That is until, one afternoon.

Sarah and I were doing Calculus homework together and she asked me, "You going to prom?"

I looked up from my paper and shook my head, "Naw, got nobody to go with and showing up stag just kinda seems dumb."

Sarah was silent for a while after that. Then she said, "Well...I was thinking...maybe you and I could go....together?" She seemed uncharacteristically nervous about how she said that.

"What you mean, go stag together?"

Sarah gave me the most beautiful smile. "Together together." she said, placing her hand on top of mine.

"You look handsome." I said as Jake sat on the edge of my bed, looking so uncomfortable in his tuxedo. "I like your tie."

He had gone out of his way to find something that matched the maroon color of my dress. It was sweet that he had put that much thought into everything. I gave him a smile as he finally looked up at me, my fingers nervously twisting the fabric of my dress. I was hopelessly nervous and I had no idea why.

Jake was handsome, even if he didn't believe it. I could have gone to prom with anyone else, but he was the only guy at school that treated me with respect. He was sweet, kind, and I couldn't help but develop a little bit of a crush on him as we worked on getting me through Calculus.

"So, where should we go for dinner? Somewhere fancy? Or maybe we should just grab a burger before we head to the school." I had been so excited that day as I got my hair done and my makeup done just right. Now, my belly felt like it was filled with a million butterflies. It was just Jake. Sweet Jake. They were friends...that were maybe turning into something more.

I watched Sarah play with her dress, she seemed nervous and I couldn't understand why. She was like a goddess before me, beautiful and perfect, I was a mere minion compared to her. For her to be the nervous one, was...strange. I wondered what she had on her mind.

She asked about dinner and I could only smile. She offered something fancy and as nice as that sounded, I could bare to have her spend that kind of money on me. It didn't seem right. I knew her family was well off, and the money didn't mean much to her. But I felt so bad when she bought me lunch or something because I couldn't afford it.

Crazy how much of a better man I wanted to be for her. Not in the nice guy sense, I was probably nice to a fault. But for Sarah I wanted to improve myself. I studied extra hard, so that I could help her in class on top of keep my own grades high. I had even gotten a weekend job at the mall, in order to afford my tux rental and my own prom ticket.

"And you look incredibly stunning." I told her. Then I sighed, "I don't think we need to do anything fancy. Sarah don't spend that kind of money on me. Why don't we hit a drive through like normal kids?" I suggested, standing up in front of her slowly. Her eyes watched me and I loved the way she had to tilt her chin upward so slightly to keep eye contact. I was a tall guy, just about six feet, and I found it so beautiful to be able to see the way she looked up at me.

If I had any kind of instinct at all, I would realize that I could have probably kissed her. But I'm stupid sometimes. I took her hand softly and gave her a smile. "Shall we go? The limo is waiting." I suggested.

Her father had rented us a limo for the evening. Which was nice of him, and her father seemed to trust that I wasn't some horn dog who would be trying to get inside his daughter the moment I had her alone. It earned me some points.

"A burger it is then." I said with a grin, just as happy with that option as I was going to some fancy sit down restaurant.

Jake always seemed to tower over me when he stood next to me. He was so tall that I had to tip my head back slightly to look into his eyes. It made him smile, I could see that. That made me laugh, simply because it was nice to see Jake smile. He didn't do it nearly enough for my liking at all. He was always the one at the back of the pack, waiting to see if someone would take notice of him.

"Speaking of limo, I know of a party that is happening after prom if you wanted to go. Or we could just cruise around for a while afterwards." I suggested, still so incredibly nervous, but wanting to spend more time with Jake outside of what we did to study. "Either way, I figured we could have some fun if this thing turned out to be lame."

I nodded and licked my lips, "A burger does sound pretty good." I told her happily. I paused as she told him about a party after the prom, or the option of just taking off somewhere in the limo to have some kind of fun somewhere. I wondered what kind of fun Sarah had in mind, but in that moment I didn't care. I wanted to do whatever she wanted. Anything to spend more casual time with her, away from the homework and the math problems.

Tonight, for the first time...It would just be...us. No goal, other than fun, nothing boring to get in the way of us just being together. Like a real date. I still couldn't believe it. I was on a real date with Sarah Parker, which made me the luckiest man in the world.

I nodded, "I wanna do whatever you want Sarah. I just want to make you smile tonight." I confessed. "But I'm also hungry, so let's get outta here." I teased.

I took her hand and lead her downstairs, where her Dad insisted we take a picture by the stairs to remember the moment. He hugged his daughter and waved us goodbye as we walked down her incredible driveway towards the limo which was open and waiting for us.

As we climbed into the limo, I tickled Sarah's hips to get her to scramble into the car faster. Laughing I took my place beside her and looked toward the driver who waited for instructions.

"Where to?" He asked.

I leaned forward and said, "My good sir! The lady is hungry, and that cannot stand! Take us to the finest McDonald's in the land!"

The driver paused, ".....O...kay." The divider went up and the car slowly started away.

I turned to Sarah and smiled, "Now he thinks I'm weird."

My dad has always been overprotective of me. Since losing my mom when I was little to cancer, I became his world. He trusted Jake, that was apparent. He even liked him. Maybe Jake reminded him a little bit of himself. He insisted on a quick picture of the two before we left the house and I obliged, hugging my dad tightly before Jake and I made our way to the limo.

Jake was tickling my sides, something he had picked up from me along the way. It got me running faster, laughing at him as we slipped into the limo and he told the driver that we were in the mood for McDonald's. He was such a nerd sometimes, but I certainly found it charming.

"You are weird." I said with a laugh, shrugging my shoulders as I looked over at him. "Nothing wrong with that. We're all a little weird in some way or another. It's what makes us human."

Reaching out, I took his hand and squeezed it, giving him a grin as the driver pulled out of my drive and started off towards the nearest McDonald's.

"Oh, before I forget, I got you something." I said, reaching for my purse to pull out the silver pin that I had found at the mall one day. "I thought it might look nice on your lapel. Then, you could wear it wherever you wanted after that."

So teased me about being a big nerd, but that was nothing new. She always made fun of my dorkiness, but never in a hurtful way. Part of me knew that she liked that side of me, and that her teases were just her being playful with me. Anyone else, and it would have made me sad, but Sarah...Sarah only made me smile.

I frowned as she reached around to dig something from her little handbag. I didn't want her to get me a gift, I felt bad taking things from her. I wanted to be the one to give her things.

But she showed me the pin and I couldn't help but smile, "That's amazing. Thank you Sarah." I said, then I did something I never thought I would ever do, not in my entire life. I leaned over and placed a kiss upon her cheek.

In the brief moment before I pulled away, I could feel her silky smooth skin against my lips, the smell of her perfume flooded my nose, the sensation of her ran through my body like a wonderful tidal wave.

The limo pulled into the parking lot of a McDonald's and the driver came to let us out, saying that the limo wouldn't fit in the drive through.

With a smile I gestured Sarah out of the car, "Your cheeseburger awaits my darling."

The kiss that Jake placed against my cheek as sweet. It was like I had been waiting for that moment for a very long time and when he delivered, it was all that I had hoped for. I knew that he was uncomfortable with my spending money on him, but I was happy to do it. He was always appreciative of everything that I did for him. That was a far cry from the other guys in our grade that took something like that for granted.

"You buying me dinner?" I asked as he escorted me from the back of the limo, motioning towards the restaurant as I looped my arm through his own. "I'm thinking two cheeseburgers, an order of nuggets, some fries, and a large coke will fit the bill just nicely."

I could eat like a horse. I always could, even when I was little. Jake never commented on the amount of food that I could pack away, not like some of the other guys in our grade. It was nice being with someone that simply seemed to be excited just to be with me. It was a rarity and one that I was keen to keep going through our friendship.

I smiled as she ranted off the list of items she wanted. The girl could eat, and I suppose she was active enough that it never bothered her. Frankly I liked that about her, it made her seem much more down to Earth and less stuck up than those bitches so worried about their bodies that they never ate, or only ate salads. It's like, "Bitch eat!" right?

Sarah ate and it worked for her. I had seen her in her uniform, her stomach was flat as a pancake. She was in fantastic shape, and honestly she almost seemed too perfect.

We walked up to the counter, very overdressed for the McDonald's. "I got this Sarah, you get everything you want." I said confidently.

After we ordered, I took our cups to the drink machine and filled them up. I got Sarah her soda without even asking her because I knew what she liked after seeing her drink during the course of many many tutoring hours. Once we were at our table, waiting for the food to be brought to us because apparently McDonald's does that now, I looked at the beautiful girl across from me.

"You know, I'm am a lucky bastard to be going to the prom with the more gorgeous girl in school." I told her. "I just want to warn you. If a jock hits on you, I wont be able to fight him. I have glass knuckles. So you are gonna be on your own with that." I teased.

"I can handle most of the jocks at the school on my own." I said with a grin as Jake informed me that he wouldn't be fighting anyone over me tonight. "They're meatheads. Besides, most of them will be more interested in getting laid by their dates later on tonight. I don't think that you have to worry about that, Jake."

"Besides, I'm going with you. I asked and you accepted. I'm not interested in anyone else." I confessed, looking at him with that shy gaze again. "I mean, we're friends, right? I'm hoping pretty good friends by this point. I'm not going to break your heart."

I have no idea why I felt the need to tell him that, but I wanted Jake to know that this wasn't just a passing fancy. I really did like him.

"Actually, I was wondering...my dad wants to take my stepmom, stepbrother, and I to the lake next weekend for a get away before I graduate. I was wondering if you wanted to go too. We would spend a few days at the lake house and then come back late Sunday evening. You wouldn't have to pay for anything."

I felt like I was in a dream. This was beyond wonderful, getting to spend quality time with Sarah with nothing hanging over our heads. It was great, and I was being to think that she might actually like me. Like, like me, like me, not the just friend's version of liking me.

I didn't dare push it though, as bad as I would want to. Shit I wouldn't even know how to begin with a girl, let alone with a girl like her.

Then she invited me out to a weekend out on the lake. A getaway, with her family....and me? Wasn't that a bit of a romantic thing? Could she really be that much into me?

I felt bad that she had to qualify her offer by assuring me I wouldn't have to pay for anything. Perhaps I worried too much about money around her, and I felt bad about that.

"A weekend at a romantic lake with you?" I asked, slowly smiling. "How could I possibly resist? I'd love to go, if you're sure I wont be a bother."

The food came and I smirked at the sheer stack of stuff waiting for Sarah to devour. "People are going to think we smell like fries by the time we get to the dance." I teased, opening my own burger.

We ate quickly together, but very carefully so we wouldn't ruin our fancy outfits before the dance. Time was running short and we rushed back out to the car, Sarah jogging beside me with three left over chicken nuggets in her hand. I ushered her into the car and stole a nugget from her as she passed by me, smirking at her as I popped it into my mouth.

"To the school please." I told the driver.

I turned to her and said, "I'm gonna dance you so hard you wont be able to walk right tomorrow girl!"

"With my stepbrother there, it will be anything but a romantic weekend." I said with a laugh as he told me that he would love to go. "He's a pest of the highest order, but I guess at eleven, that's to be expected. It'll be fun. We can take the boat out on the lake and explore."

Suddenly, I was looking forward to going to the lake with my family. It was always fun, but with Jake there it would be even better. Then the food came and I was completely ecstatic. This was even better than going to some fancy sit down restaurant and Jake had been able to treat her to dinner to repay her for the time that she had taken him out to eat after her big test.

After plowing through my food, we were soon racing back to the limo. He stole one of my left over nuggets before I slipped into the limo and he asked the driver to take us to the school. I had to laugh as he glanced my direction, ate the nugget, and told me that he would dance me so hard that I wouldn't walk right tomorrow.

"Well, most people say fuck, but I can take dancing instead." I commented with a laugh, my cheeks growing pink as I said that.

I laughed as she cursed. It was crazy to hear a word like 'fuck' come out of her mouth. I loved that she wasn't so reserved about it. Freely she cussed, and it just proved that I didn't have to hold back around her. I could be as me as I wanted and she seemed to eat it up.

"Well, I would have said fuck. But I don't like to count my chickens before they hatch." I said, suggesting that it was out of the question a girl like her would ever do that with a guy like me.

Although.....she did invite me to the lake. That had to mean something right?

A few minutes later we pulled up to the Gym at school where the music could be heard even in the limo. "Oh cool, we get inner ear damage for free tonight!" I said, climbing out of the car.

I offered her my hand to help her out of the limo, then craddled her arm in mine to escort her towards the front doors. At the entrance they had set up a photo booth for everyone to get their photos taken before getting all sweaty and messed up inside.

"Do me a favor. Take a picture with me that will make the entire school jealous." I suggested. "Just being here with you is going to make me King for a night." I smiled at her, and gave her arm squeeze.

"You know that you don't have to ask me to take a picture with you. I'd gladly do it." I said as Jake mentioned taking a picture that would make the entire school jealous. "And don't think that you're so far out of my league. Because I think you'll find that you're really not."

I gave his arm a squeeze and smiled at him as we made our way over towards the photo booth. Turning to give him a once over, I carefully straightened his tie and pinned the silver pin that I had gotten for him onto his lapel.

"I think you look handsome tonight, Jake." I said, glancing up into his warm gaze. "I mean that with all of my heart."

I couldn't help but feel good about her and her words to me. I really liked Sarah, over the past two years I got to know her and I was falling for her more than I probably should.

Yet when she told me how handsome I looked, I felt my heart swell. "That means a lot to me Sarah. I wanted to look my best for you tonight." I told her, lifting her fingers to my lips and kissing her fingertips.

It was right then that the teacher took the picture of us with a loud "Awe" coming from her.

I blushed and smiled. "Let's dance."

It melted my heart to know that Jake wanted to look his best for me tonight. He had worked hard to afford the tux and the ticket to the prom, proving that he really did want to spend time with me outside of the time that we did tutoring. As he lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my finger tips, I blushed and gave him a smile. It wasn't surprising that the teacher decided that was the moment that she was going to take the photo and I laughed, taking Jake's hand to go out onto the dance floor.

Placing my hand in his, I let him lead us both out into the mass of people that were dancing to the blasting music. I was interested to know if Jake were a good dancer or not. I had my doubts, but it didn't really matter. He was charming in that nerdy sort of way. He knew that he could be the biggest dork and I didn't mind. We went together beautifully.

I knew it sounded stupid but my mom had been giving me dance lessons for the past week. She thought it was important that I knew how to slow dance with Sarah. My Dad told me that girls often link dancing to sex and if I sacked at dancing I would probably suck in bed too.

Of course that made me nervous as hell. Not because I thought I was gonna have sex with Sarah, but I just didn't want her to laugh at my dorky dance moves.

As we pushed into the dance floor a slow song started and I smiled as I would get to show her what I had learned. I took her into my arms and began to sway with her, counting the steps in my head as I smiled into her eyes. She was so beautiful, her body felt so warm under my hands. I moved to the music and wondered if it would be okay to lean in and kiss her. Yet I was too nervous to go for it just yet.

I moved with her and even gave her a twirl and a little dip as the song sped up.

When Jake smiled at me, I felt that strange clench in my belly. I was more than a pair of perky tits and blonde hair to him. I was something that was worth smiling at. Something worth being nervous over. No one else had ever treated me like that before and it made me feel wonderful.

He surprised me by actually knowing how to dance. For some reason, that made me laugh as he twirled and dipped me. As he pulled me back in close, I wrapped my arms around Jake's neck and pressed my head against his chest. I felt safe with him. I knew that he wasn't in this for a quick fuck. He had been at my side for nearly two years now, helping to support me when I needed the help. This prom was a little of me trying to return the favor.

"If you wanted to kiss me, I wouldn't mind." I said out of the blue, looking up into his honest gaze with a nervous glance. "Of course, only if you wanted to."

I felt good, the joy on her face as we danced and I impressed her with my sick moves made me feel good. I felt like she appreciated what efforts I made with her. It made me want to do things for her, as best as I could.

After that song she hugged herself to me, pressing her cheek to my chest. For a moment we just swayed together until she suddenly said I could kiss her if I wanted too.

I shifted back and met her gaze. Her beautiful eyes looked up expectantly at me. She wanted me to kiss her, she wasn't offering out of pity or as a favor or anything like that. No she genuinely wanted to kiss me.

What else could I do? I never kissed a girl before and I didn't want to be bad at it. But I also didn't want to disappoint her. So I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. Our lips touched and I couldn't believe I was actually kissing her. Her lips so soft against mine, yet I could feel the pressure as she pressed herself against me.

My hands went to her hips to pull her body closers to mine. I felt her firm athletic body against me, her breasts mashed against me. How I longed to hold her against me for long now.

In no way was I inexperienced with the way of men and women. I'd been fucked a few times, by guys that I thought I liked but turned out to be nothing but trouble. However, the way that Jake looked at me there on the dance floor, I knew that he would be different. He looked so excited and nervous at the same time, perhaps because he had never kissed a girl before. It didn't really matter to me. I would have gladly kissed him any time and any place that he asked me.

With a soft smile on my lips, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. It was gentle and he was very nervous, but it was so incredibly sweet. His hands settled on my hips and pulled me close, our bodies pressing together. Maybe when he loosened up and realized that I wasn't just telling him sweet nothings, he would kiss me a little more passionately. For now, what he gave me was just right.

I didn't want to stop kissing her. Our lips pressed together and I found myself starting to work my mouth against hers instinctually. I didn't know if I should push my tongue out towards her mouth, or let her push towards mine. I just knew that I didn't want to let her go. My hands moved up and down on her hips, and just as I was working up the courage to let my tongue come out, the music suddenly boomed into a loud popular song that got the crowd moving like crazy.

The change in mood was so sudden, that we broke apart and I found myself at a lost for words. I could still feel her lips against mine, and found myself wishing we weren't stuck together at a dance.

Then again, I was letting my penis get ahead of myself. She offered a kiss and we were here to enjoy prom. She didn't want to go fuck in the locker room or anything slutty like that. Sarah was different than other girls, she meant more to me than a stupid lay.

Besides there was no saying she would even want to do that with me.

I shook my head, "Wanna grab a drink?" I asked loudly, so she could hear me over the music.

The loud music startled me as the song changed and blared over the speakers. Looking up at Jake, I could see that he had the same look on his face. The moment was broken, gone before they could get anything started. His hands were still curled around my hips, however, and I had to chuckle as he asked if I wanted a drink.

"Sure." I said, taking his hand to let him lead the way to the refreshment table. "I don't know about you, but my mouth got a little dry out there on the dance floor."

We found the drink table, a very stereotypical set up of a huge punch bowl with various bowls of chips and pretzels laid out for snacking. I was glad we had eaten before coming, otherwise it would be a long and hungry night. There was a small line for the punch but we got there pretty quickly, and I took the chance to pour Sarah a glass first.

I brought it to my lips and tasted it before handing it to her, "Doesn't taste spiked, you're safe." I teased, then poured my own glass.

As I took a sip the loud song ended and someone appeared on stage. I couldn't tell who the girl was from here, but she held a microphone and spoke. "Hello Seniors! Welcome to prom 2016!" Cheers erupted. "It's time to announce the prom's King and Queen."

I turned to Sarah and nudged her, "I bet my date gets a crown tonight." I winked at her.

"Ugh, I hope not." I said as he teased me about winning a crown tonight. "That's really the last thing that I want. They vote because I'm pretty. Few of them think that I have a brain. I think you're the only one that really knows what I'm capable of outside of being a cheerleader and a volleyball player."

Taking a sip from my glass, I glanced at Jake and shrugged my shoulders slightly. "If I do win, don't worry. I won't be gone very long. I'm enjoying my time with you."

I hoped that he believed me when I said that. I really was enjoying my time with him and I was completely pleased with the decision to take him to prom. He had learned to dance. Hell, she had probably even given him his first kiss. It was all magical and very, very welcome.

I looked at her. For the first time I realized that she didn't like the way people looked at her. Or at very least the way they thought of her. She was beautiful, fit, and very athletic, all the key points of popularity. But I knew her in a very different way than other people at school did, and for some reason that meant something very special to me.

I reached around and put my arm around her shoulders, "Who gives a fuck what they think? Who fucking cares if they give you a crown or not? Who cares if they like you. I like you, and that's all I care about. But more importantly, you should like yourself and fuck the rest of these assholes." I told her.

Sure enough though, the girl on stage announced Sarah Parker as the motherfucking prom queen. "Well, maybe you'll get a gift card to Starbucks with that crown." I suggested, letting her go so she could smile and wave to the guys who probably voted for her because they wanted to fuck her.

Pathetic. I got didn't even vote, so it didn't matter if I wanted to sleep with her or not. I'm no hypocrite.