Powerful Billionaires

I had just finished a bottle of coke. My friend Stanley is busy calling me an amateur, I don't blame her either, it's just who I am. I don't drink alcohol nor do I do the things normal teenagers of my age are meant to do, but I am guessing since I am eighteen years old today, I could just try a little bit of alcohol. I always wondered how alcohol would taste, Stanley who happens to be my new friend is still trying to get me a boyfriend. "Oh, this annoying girl...who told her that I need a boyfriend right now? She is so fucking annoying" I said to myself feeling off. Well, I thought I had told her that I don't do old people, I want a boyfriend that is either one year older than me or two years older than me. Shit! it seems alcohol is not a bad as they said, it just burnt my throat a little and it tastes like some nice herb to drink. "Hi, I'm boyar, I like your hair...It's blond,"

-Stella-I had now reached home, I told my driver not to mention of the event that had just happened and I quickly sneaked into my room with my small purse on my left hand I used my right hand to turn the light on, just to see my dad sitting on my bed. I screamed as I see him, it was as if I had seen a ghost that I did not want to see. My dad started to walk towards me with his face looking tensioned, I wonder if he's angry right now... "Gosh!" I silently whisper. "Stupid girl, he's definitely angry with you," I said in my mind as I looked down at the ground. "Where are you coming from?" my dad asked me with his most serious face. "Dad I went out with my friend to have a little night fun, I'm sorry dad," I said to George, my dad. "You smell like alcohol and poisonous smoke, did you go to a club?" George asked me with his face looki

-Stella- "She said that you shouldn't touch her!" Terry says out in an angered tone. And Elvis who is now lip bleedinglooks up at me and I had no choice but to pity him. I walked passed Terry who was protecting me From Elvis who seems to be defeated feeling weak. "You should not pity him... He almost killed you" Terry said to me annoyed. "He's my best friend... Who are you to me?" I asked Terry as I held Elvis' face. Terry looks at me with a surprised look, I can see as his muscles harden and his abs contracting. I had upset him.&n

-Stella- They were holding hands and playing, I turned back and my eyes met with that of Terry. He looks at me and I can see his mood changing, it carried the worried looks, I ran to him and held his hands to run away, He follows me as I take the lead. We both hid behind a very huge tree peeping at Elvis and Stanley as they walked by. Terry was covering me who was peeping out to see what these two people were doing. "Oh my God, they are kissing," I said in an inaudible voice with hurt burning through me, but Terry heard me and he stretched his neck out to peep. He walks away from the tree and heads towards them.  I ran and I held his hand, "Terry, don't interfere" I said to him trying to make him back out as I controlled my feelings. "I know you like him, you should not let him hurt you like this" Terry says to m

-Stella- He Kissed me with his lips as sweet as strawberries, wait did he secretly buy strawberry ice cream without me knowing" I said to myself in between the kiss. He lifts me up and deepens his kiss with a strong hold on me" I love you Stella" he gasps in between his beautiful kiss as his hands were tracing themselves to the hidden restricted part of my body. I push his hands away and I held them. "I don't want to do this," I said to him and he looks into my eyes with so much beauty in his sight. "Okay, can we go now?" He asked. "Yeah, let us go," I said to him as we walked back towards the car and afterward drove off. The question that still runs in my head is why did I kiss him back? why did I let him kiss me? all this question were burning into my mind as he drove off. Soon afterward we had reached my house