The School Dance

  Samantha didn't notice the posters for the upcoming school dance until she got off for lunch that day. She would have even ignored them had it not been for the fact that the event was for those in their st year of primary school. Pausing, the girl ignored the crowds of other children who filed past her, Samantha feeling a weird sense of mencholy at the thought.

  This was her st year of primary school, and even-though Samantha had another five months or so left, it suddenly felt like if she blinked she'd miss it. Sure, she'd get to be in school with Evan again in the fall, and there'd be plenty of exciting changes to come, but somehow Samantha felt a little sad that she'd be leaving.

  “Best to make the most of it,” Samantha sighed softly to herself, taking a moment to better examine the colourful poster, the girl smiling as she noticed that students were encouraged to bring a simir age friend along. Probably because of the handful of homeschooled kids in town, Samantha supposed, but it also worked well for certain geniuses who'd skipped a grade.

  Taking a step back, Samantha felt herself collide with someone, the girl about to apologize when she felt familiar arms wrap around her. “Thinking of going?” Lydia inquired teasingly, resting her chin on the redhead's shoulder as she gave Samantha a bemused smirk, “It could be fun, you know. All sorts of possibilities for shenanigans at that sort of thing.”

  Letting out a bit of a ugh, Samantha self-consciously gnced over her other shoulder, hoping no one was thinking that something weird was going on as the raven haired girl held her closer.

  “I don't think there's going to be a glory-hole this year,” Samantha whispered, unable to keep the amusement from her voice even as her cheeks flushed a little at the memory.

  “More's the pity that,” Lydia sighed with more than a hint of mischief in her tone, “Hm. Perhaps I should recommend it to the committee in charge of the dance. Do you think they'd go for it?”

  Samantha ughed, shaking her head as she gnced back into Lydia's pale green eyes. “Yeah, right after they install a nude only dress code,” the girl replied with a smirk, receiving a bemused grin for her trouble.

  “While that could be fun, it would sort of ruin the mystery, I have to admit,” Lydia pondered half-seriously, “Plus which, winters would be an absolute pain.”

  “They're dreadful enough with clothing,” Samantha chuckled, the girl gncing down as she pushed out her leg, frowning a bit at the dark green leggings she had to wear in the winter, both to keep out the cold and because of the dress code.

  “At least they don't hide your shape too much,” Lydia observed, smiling with amusement at the look Samantha gave her, “What? You athletic girls always have such lovely thighs.”

  Samantha took a deep breath, her heart racing a little as her cheeks flushed. As much fun as it was to have people notice such things that weren't the boys, it still felt a bit weird to have another girl blurt out such a statement so casually.

  “I'll be sure to wear a skirt to the dance, then,” Samantha said quickly, trying to deflect the flirtatious compliment, “Anyway, you joining us for lunch today? Or do you have shenanigans to attend to?”

  Lydia smirked, the goth girl letting out a snort of ughter. “You lot are my shenanigans,” she replied, a hint of fondness in her voice as Lydia slid her arms away slowly, making sure to cop a quick feel to see if Samantha had started developing breasts yet.

  “Hey!” the redhead ughed, blushing harder as a few people gnced her way, most of them children from a few grades younger than herself.

  “Just checking on my investment,” Lydia expined with a slow, casual shrug and a teasing smirk.

  Sighing heavily Samantha rolled her eyes, trying not to smile in amusement as she lead the way to the cafeteria, knowing that Zack would be eager to beat the worst of the line up.

  “If you like groping girls so much, you should sign up for rugby,” the redhead said quietly, gncing at Lydia with smirk of her own, the other girl pondering for a second before sighing softly and shaking her head.

  “Tempting, but it does involve an awful lot of running around chasing balls,” she teased.

  “I thought you liked balls,” Samantha shot back with a grin, Lydia chuckling softly at the comment.

  “Yes, but I prefer to not be the one doing the chasing,” she replied before motioning that she'd spotted Zack and Amanda in the crowd, the boy grinning as the two approached, a to-go bag clutched in his hand.

  “Were you bad and had to stay te?” teased Zack, Samantha rolling her eyes.

  “Naw, I was just distracted by a bright shiny object, is all,” she replied, Lydia giving the redhead a hurt look.

  “I'll have you know I resent that remark,” she replied with a smirk.

  “Oh, speaking of!” Amanda added excitedly, blushing a little as her eyes met Samantha's for a brief second, “Did you guys see the posters that went up?”

  “Uh, yeah, the dance,” Samantha replied thoughtfully, her feelings still a tiny bit mixed about the notion.

  “You know, the thing about these sorts of events, is that no one will think it's weird if you dance with someone you secretly like,” Lydia added slyly, her eyes shifting from Samantha to Amanda, “And these days, you could probably even dance with a girl if you wanted to.”

  Amanda let out a ugh as Samantha inhaled sharply, her cheeks flushing. She hadn't thought of that possibility herself. “Sure, but let's not give the rumour mill anything to work with anyway, okay?” the redhead replied with a nervous chuckle.

  “Might be worth it, though,” said Amanda teasingly, fshing Samantha a grin as she took a deep breath and quickly tried to change the subject.

  “Anyway, we should grab our lunches,” the redhead said quickly, Zack giving her an amused look, “We don't want to keep those two waiting...”

  *****

  The group found Evan and Maegan waiting for them just inside the backdoor of the secondary school, the blond boy grinning as he ushered his friends in from the cold. The small square foyer of sorts formed by the outer and inner doors didn't see much use at that time due to the season, so it made as good a spot as any for secret lunch time meet ups.

  “Is it just me, or does winter keep getting to be more of pain?” Samantha muttered, slipping out of her coat and lying it across the floor near the wall heater so she'd have a pce to sit.

  “It'll be easier next year,” Evan replied with a shrug, “No one'll think it's weird if we just hang out by our lockers or something once we're all wearing the same uniforms.”

  “Oh, speaking of being in the wrong school,” Amanda chuckled with a bemused grin as the group settled in, “There's a dance coming up and we can invite our friends, so you two should totally come along. It's not like we'll need our wear our uniforms that evening.”

  There was a sudden uncomfortable silence that sent a chill down Amanda's spine. Gncing about, she noticed Maegan staring at the floor, the girl's expression

  tight-lipped as the others looked mildly uncomfortable.

  “Sorry, was that... out of line?” the blond girl inquired, feeling a little confused.

  “No, no, it's our fault,” Samantha quickly assured her, giving Maegan a sympathetic look, the dark-haired girl closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, “I think we accidentally kept you a little out of the loop there.”

  Taking a deep breath, Maegan nodded slowly, giving a hint of a weak smile as Evan gave her a sympathetic look. “My parents... they don't approve of such things,” she expined in a slow, even tone, the girl motioning with her hand for enthesis, “They wouldn't even approve of this.”

  Amanda stared at Maegan in amazement for a second, her eyes going wide with disbelief. “They don't want you having lunch with your friends?” she blurted out incredulously, the dark-haired girl letting out a bit of humourless ugh.

  “Having friends at all, really,” Maegan admitted, a bit of bitterness slipping into her tone, “If it wasn't for the effort involved, I'd probably be homeschooled at this point.”

  “And then you'd never be allowed outside,” Samantha muttered, gring a little at the thought, the absolute unfairness of the girl's treatment by her parents going beyond anything she could have previously imagined.

  “I barely am as it is,” Maegan admitted with a shrug before giving a small, grateful smile, “Thankfully, though, I still have school and Friday's 'homework club' to help keep me sane.”

  “Amazingly we even actually get our homework done those evenings,” Zack chuckled as Lydia raised curious an eyebrow at him.

  “Sounds like I may need some help with my homework at some point,” the goth girl chuckled.

  “It's definitely been a big help!” Meagan admitted with a nervous ugh, “I've had to miss out on so much already, but at least I have you guys.”

  “So, just how bad is it at home?” Amanda inquired sympathetically, the girl shuffling a little closer, “I mean, it must be pretty awful never getting to go outside.”

  Maegan nodded, the girl exhaling slowly. “It's worse than you think, really,” she expined, nibbling her bottom lip nervously as the girl reminded herself that it was okay to talk about it. It wasn't like her parents were going to over hear, after all.

  “It's not just that I can't have any real friends, and can't go out without permission,” she continued, gncing at the floor again as all eyes fell upon her, making Maegan feel rather nervous despite them all being friends, “For instance, my parents won't let me read anything non-fiction. And even then, they need to give it the okay. Movies are right out, and forget about anything resembling a game. Or fun in general, really. I always have to watch what I say, and never speak out of turn... Heck, even ughing is right out at home.”

  “That's... absolute madness...” Amanda muttered, her expression rapidly becoming horrified, the blond girl slowly shaking her head in disbelief, “What are you even allowed to do?”

  Maegan let out a nervous chuckle and shrugged. “Study mostly,” she replied glumly, “I have a lot of books at least. Even if they aren't terribly fanciful, but at least I have access to the school library, so I can read what I want to when I'm there.”

  “I'll have to lend you a few things,” Lydia piped in, her tone remarkably serious, a gleam of anger in her eyes, “No one should have to live like that.”

  “No wonder these three mean so much to you,” Amanda pondered, suddenly feeling a little guilty for occasionally compining about missing out on a few things because of where she lived.

  “Believe it or not, it gets worse,” Maegan added, receiving shocked looks from everyone, “I don't like to talk about it so much, but maybe it's better that I do.”

  “I'm not going to like your parents very much after this, am I?” Lydia inquired, her eyes narrowing.

  “They've always sounded like such awful people,” Samantha agreed, “I'm almost afraid to ask how it could be worse.”

  Swallowing hard, Maegan nodded and continued. “Well, maybe it's a small thing, but it's really annoying,” she expined, even Zack still not touching his lunch as the girl spoke, “My parents... They'll do things... control freak type things. Like order me to do something that I'm clearly already in the middle of doing, or they'll ask where something is as it's super obvious that I'm holding it out to them.”

  Evan winced at the admission, even the idea of someone being like that hurting part of his brain. “I wish we could adopt you or something...” he muttered, the boy catching himself as he realized that that would technically make them reted. Not that it'd be too much of an issue, Evan supposed.

  “Honestly, it sounds like your parents could stand to get a hobby,” Zack pondered, “I can't imagine my parents having the time to be -that- controlling.”

  “I can't imagine anyone's parents being like that,” Amanda added, the girl shaking her head slowly.

  “Oh, and then sometimes, they'll tell me to do something I just finished doing, and get mad at me for 'talking back' when I try and expin that I just finished doing it,” Maegan continued, the bitterness in her tone increasing as her body trembled a little, “That or my parents'll just change their minds about how they want something done five times before I finish up.”

  “Uhg, cluster-B much?” Lydia muttered, getting a confused look from Zack and a mildly horrified one from Evan.

  “Oh, but you wanna know the best part?” Maegan continued, her voice shaking, a humourless, trembling ugh escaping the girl's lips as she spoke, “I'm not even supposed to talk about it with anyone. Apparently it'd 'cause too much drama' and I 'should be grateful to have a pce to live at all' according to them.”

  Sighing heavily, Maegan bowed her head and closed her eyes tightly, embarrassed by the tears she felt welling up around them. “It's so completely unfair,” she whispered as Evan wrapped an arm around her and Samantha moved to her opposite fnk to do the same, “I don't get to do anything. Or go anywhere. I miss out on anything even remotely fun and I'm told its for my own good... That the world is a horrible pce full of bad influences and that I need to stay at home to be 'safe.' What's even the point of that?”

  “Control,” Lydia muttered, anger clear in her voice as Zack moved behind Maegan and hugged her as well, the girl shaking and trembling in her friends' arms, “There's always been people like that. They don't really want to make the world a better pce, you see. They'll say that they 'know better,' but really, it's just about wanting to above others. To hold things over them. Especially the fun things. They're absolute, micro-managing control freaks and they don't care who gets hurt, as long as they can boss people around and make sure everyone else is miserable.”

  “It's so unbelievably unfair,” Samantha added, feeling tears welling up in her own eyes as she held Maegan closer, burying her face in the girl's long wavy dark hair, “I just wish there was more we could do about it.”

  “Just... keep being my friends,” Maegan replied, sobbing a little, the girl unable to hold back the tears any longer, “I hate being at home so much, but it's not forever. One day, I'm going to get out of there. I'm going to get to catch up on all the fun things I missed out on and I'm never going to speak to my parents ever again.”

  “Living well is the best revenge,” Lydia agreed with a slow nod as Amanda shuffled closer on her knees and took Maegan's hands, the girl chuckling softly in spite of herself.

  “I'll keep that in mind,” Maegan promised, smiling tearfully at her friends, mildly amazed at how supportive everyone was, but reminding herself that not everyone was like her parents...

  *****

  Arriving home that afternoon, Samantha went upstairs and turned on her ptop. It was becoming something of a tradition, she supposed. Come home, check her V-Star account for comments, delete the crappy ones, round up the boys to get homework done early...

  She paused as her V-Star profile came up. Reloading the page just to make sure, Samantha exhaled slowly as the number remained retively unchanged. The numbers three thousand and thirty five stared relentlessly back at her.

  Sitting down in her chair, the girl took a moment to process the number. Apparently she'd managed to increase her subscriber count by over six hundred in a matter of days. Maybe the Producer's friends were spreading the word? Samantha pondered, the idea of it both thrilling and a little scary. What if he had too many “friends” and she had to get fully topless or something?

  No way, Samantha told herself, there's no way her channel could get that popur. At least not that quickly. A few hundred pervs in the movie industry wanting private members invites wouldn't do too much to up her numbers. But, in the meantime, it did mean that Samantha had a promise to keep.

  Sighing heavily, the girl adjusted the angle of her monitor so the camera would get a good view before standing up and finding the right spot in the middle of her room. Gncing down, Samantha frowned. She was still wearing her leggings, which definitely weren't part of the show. Idly, Samantha wondered if she could dey things by taking them off instead of her uniform jacket. But then, they hadn't been part of the original deal, so it hardly seemed fair to dey things just for that.

  Shrugging to herself, Samantha decided it wouldn't be too much trouble to give her fans a little unexpected bonus. With a bemused smirk, the girl remembered to go back and hit record before taking a deep breath, trying to decide what words to say.

  “Okay, pervs, looks like you've gotten me past 3K subscribers,” Samantha told the camera, gncing at the small window that showed her own image to make sure things were properly in frame, “So, I guess that means I have to take off my jacket. But, seeing as it's wintertime, I thought I'd be nice and give you all a little extra bonus.”

  Taking a deep breath, Samantha checked her composure, trusting in Zack's editing skills, and pointed downwards with both index fingers. “Because it's so cold out, girls have to wear a little something extra,” she expined with a teasing smirk, half-wondering what the ratio between guys who preferred her with the leggings was to those who didn't, “Which means I have to take these off too. But, because I'm ever so generous, I thought I'd take these off as well as my jacket. Just don't be expecting any bra and panties combos ter on down the road!”

  Laughing at the idea, Samantha found herself blushing a little. Would she even get that far? The movies she was in might help. But even then, it wasn't like she was going to get a truly staring role for a while yet.

  Leaning forward, the girl reached back with both hands under her skirt, making sure that the camera couldn't really see anything. “I hope you all appreciate how awkward this is,” Samantha chuckled as she pulled the garment down over her bottom, making sure to keep her panties in pce, “After all, I'm not just gonna give away the good stuff for free, right?”

  Grinning to herself as she imagined the comments, Samantha stood up again, moving her hips a bit so she could more easily push her dark green leggings down over her thighs. Pausing just as she reached the hem of her skirt, the girl smirking at the camera again.

  “I should probably be charging you for this,” she told her future audience, the girl giggling to herself as she slowly rolled the garment down lower, taking her time and revealing her thighs just a little at a time. Not that they were a big secret or anything, but Samantha was sure someone would appreciate it.

  Reaching her knees, Samantha knelt down and gnced up at the camera, making sure that her skirt didn't slip out of pce as she carefully rolled the garment down to her ankles.

  “This is where you freaky feet people get excited again, isn't it?” Samantha asked half-rhetorically as she took a seat on the floor and rolled the fabric over her heels, her eyes focused on the camera with a smirk that mixed amusement with disapproval.

  Pausing as she reached her toes, Samantha extended her legs outwards, lifting her feet up to the camera. “Anyone wanna help me?” the schoolgirl inquired teasingly, rolling her eyes as she ughed before pushing the garment the rest of the way off with her feet, making sure not to fsh her panties at the camera. Always leave them wanting more, the girl reminded herself.

  “There, happy?” Samantha inquired with a hint of sarcasm, the girl lifting one of her feet to give the camera a bit of a wave before carefully carefully standing back up.

  Brushing out her skirts, Samantha took another deep breath and gnced out the window, wondering how long it would take her neighbour Jeff to see the video once she posted it.

  Giving a shrug, the girl turned her attention back to the camera. “Okay, now back to the much less exciting main event,” Samantha giggled, holding her uniform jacket open and giving her body a few slow twists to show it off.

  “I hope you like it. You won't be seeing it again!” Samantha ughed teasingly, her own words stinging a little, the girl knowing that Margo would be sewing a new crest onto it soon enough. No sense getting a new one until it stopped fitting, after all.

  Thinking for a second, Samantha turned herself around, the girl looking back over her shoulder at the camera, her long crimson braids hanging most of the way down her back. Smirking, at her future viewers, Samantha slowly shrugged her shoulders out of her jacket, letting it slide partly down her arms, her fingers catching hold of the sleeve openings to keep it in pce.

  “You're lucky I didn't also wear my winter coat over this,” Samantha chided teasingly before letting the garment slide down to her forearms, “But I'm sure there's at least one of you who's into that!”

  Giggling at the absurdity of the thought, Samantha let her jacket slide off one arm before taking hold of the colr and slipping it off the other. The girl then brought it around and covered her chest with it.

  “I know there's nothing to see just yet, but it is still fun to tease all of you,” Samantha told the camera as she turned slowly around, giving the camera a smug smirk, both hands holding the colr of the burgundy jacket up to just under her chin.

  Waiting a second or two to in hopes of making her viewers squirm, Samantha pushed her jacket out towards the camera, holding it up at just the right angle to conceal herself. Laughing, the girl then dropped it, shaking her head at anyone who might one day think she somehow had taken her top off without anyone noticing. Not that Samantha was anywhere near the number of subscribers she'd need to have to let that happen!

  “And there you go!” Samantha announced, holding her arms out dramatically and giving a slow spin on one foot, “As promised, I'm at 3K subs and I took my jacket off.”

  Pausing dramatically once more, Samantha then grinned and held out her dark green tie. “This, on the other hand, is gonna have to wait for at least 5k!” she ughed, swaying her tie a little at the camera, “Not that that'll be a big reveal or anything... Anyway, I've been Simply Sam, and you've been my private members! See you next time, pervs!”

  Stepping closer, Samantha ended the recording. She'd send it over to Zack ter, the girl supposed, walking over to the window and smiling as she spotted Jeff across the way, her neighbour looking a little stressed.

  Seeing her, he gave a wave before grabbing up his wireless keyboard and typing something. Hearing her computer ping, Samantha disappeared from the window to check the message.

  “Sorry for being so busy tely,” the message read, “Work's been crazy and my family's been kind of a handful as of te. New video out soon? I noticed your subscriber count...”

  Samantha smirked, the girl walking back towards the window, giving the man a teasing look before nodding slowly and starting to unbutton her blouse. He was definitely enjoying the show on V-Star, but it didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun with the man now and then.

  Jeff's eyes widened, the man quickly looking behind him to make sure his office door was closed before fshing the girl a quick grin. As her nimble fingers tugged the bottom of her blouse out from her skirt, Samantha half-wondered if she shouldn't pay Jeff another visit. It had been a while, and he was one of her first fans. Maybe when the weather got nicer, the girl mused, maybe she could coax him out into the backyard in the middle of the night or something...

  Holding the sides of her now unbuttoned top, Samantha made sure to hold Jeff's gaze as she slowly opened it, the man clearly nibbling his bottom lip at the sight. It was too bad she'd didn't have anything new to show him, though, Samantha supposed, but her neighbour never seemed overly bothered by that.

  Taking a deep breath, Samantha let the cool air touch her nipples before sliding her blouse off of her arms, the garment pooling in a pile behind her. Grinning, the little redhead lifted her arms and gripped the sides of the window frame. If it hadn't been so cold out, she could've of just leaned out the window, the girl supposed.

  Across the street, Jeff grinned, nodding his approval before getting a look as though he'd suddenly remembered something. Frantically typing on his keyboard, the man pointed meaningfully to one side as the girl's ptop beeped again.

  Giving him a curious look, Samantha walked back towards the device, her fingers unzipping the side of her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. “Oh! I forgot to mention, since my daughter goes to your school now, I received a request to be one of the chaperones at the upcoming dance. Are you going? If you are, then I'm definitely saying yes! Maybe you can introduce me to some of your friends!”

  Samantha ughed, rolling her eyes as she stepped out of her skirt, the girl shaking her head. “As if!” she typed back with a grin before adding, “But yeah, I'll be there! Just don't make a scene or anything, okay? I don't want things getting weird at school!”

  Gncing back at the window, Samantha hit send, the girl smirking as an idea came to mind. Sitting down in her chair, she slipped one leg up over the arm, the underside of her knees resting against it. Reaching over, Samantha switched on her camera, letting it record a short video.

  “So, um, yeah...” the little redhead began, slowly twirling one of her braids around her index finger, her emerald eyes gncing askance thoughtfully, “I'll definitely see you there on Saturday. I have a few friends who're kinda hyped to go, so I've got no real excuse not to.”

  Gncing back at the screen, Samantha nibbled her bottom lip as noticed how her mostly naked form filled most of it. “And ah, yeah, if you're good,” the child continued, trying not to smile too much as she reached her hand down and slowly ran her fingers across her panties, “I might just let you have a little fun while you're there. Assuming the boys aren't too bored. They come first, you know.”

  Giving the camera a more serious look as she spoke, Samantha let her words hang for a moment before smirking at the camera, her index finger slipping through the leg hole of her panties. Pushing her tongue out, the little girl dragged it slowly across her lips as she pulled her panties aside, letting her ptop record the sight of her smooth, juvenile folds.

  “So, if you're really lucky, though,” Samantha whispered with a giggle, “I'll let you do more than just have a peak!”

  Laughing, the girl leaned forward and hit stop. Leaping up from her chair, the redhead ran to the window and quickly shut her curtains, her cheeks flushing hotly. She hadn't even sent the video and already the idea of it was embarrassing!

  Sighing heavily, Samantha waited a moment for her heart to stop pounding, the girl rounding up her after school clothes before stepping over to her ptop. Dropping the video into the private message tab, Samantha gnced towards her bedroom door, her heart suddenly racing again as she saw it slightly ajar.

  “Crud...” she muttered, a hint of panic in her voice, Samantha quickly peered outside before opening the door and gncing up and down the hall. There wasn't any sign of anyone, but Samantha knew she'd have to be more careful with that sort of thing in the future...

  *****

  Lily stepped back and smiled at Samantha's outfit, the woman taking a moment to adjust the girl's hair as she rolled her eyes and signed heavily. “It's a shame that I can't get you to dress up more often,” the woman commented a little sadly, her daughter shaking her head slowly.

  “Well, it's not really my thing, you know,” Samantha replied with a shrug, the girl smirking at sudden thought, “Things would probably be different if the boys had been born girls, I guess.”

  Lily paused before sighing heavily. “That would indeed be a far different world,” she admitted with a wistful smile, adjusting the shoulders of her daughter's dress, “One where Margo would've made three girls to dress up instead of these instead of just one, I suppose.”

  Samantha ughed as an image of the boys wearing dresses popped in her head. “I think I've made enough female friends this year already,” she replied, Lily sighing wistfully as she brushed Samantha's hair back and gently kissed her forehead.

  “And it's about time, too,” the woman chided teasingly, “I'm surprised it took you so long to actually get close to anyone on your team at school.”

  The girl gave a shrug. “Never really seemed worth it before, I guess,” Samantha pondered out loud, “Other kids just weren't all that interesting before now, I guess.”

  “I suppose,” Lily pondered, as she checked the time, “although we didn't have as many distractions when I was your age, so I guess we didn't have as much of an excuse for being all that insur.”

  “Hey, there were six of you back then!” Samantha ughed teasingly as the two made their way to the front of the house.

  “Well, more than that if you count Margo's cousin Sylvia... at least while they were getting along. Things sort of fell apart after she started dating that boy she dated... Dillon, I think his name was?” Lily pondered with thoughtful nostalgia, “Plus there was Thomas. He and your dad used have a friendly rivalry of sorts and when they wound up taking engineering together it wound up kind of giving them an advantage.”

  Samantha gave her mother a curious look as the woman smiled to herself. “I suppose it was because they both kept trying to out do one another that they both wound up succeeding far more than they otherwise would have. Although, to be fair, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows back then.

  “Now that I think about it, we also hung out with your friend Sarah's father for a little bit. At least until he and your dad got into it and things got rather dramatic,” Lily sighed softly, shaking her head as put her hand on the door handle, “But, yes we did have other friends. It wasn't just the six of us, even if we were almost as inseparable as you three are now.”

  “Sounds like not much has changed,” her daughter chuckled teasingly, Lily sighing softly and nodding in agreement as she swung open the door, surprising the boys as they stood on the front porch watching the house across the street.

  “We've been found! Run!” Zack ughed, Lily rolling her eyes as she noticed her neighbour Jeff exiting his house.

  “I'd rather get a ride,” Samantha chuckled, giving Zack a look that made him blush slightly, the girl eyeing the two boys' outfits as Jeff smiled and waved to her mother.

  “Thanks for doing this,” Lily said brightly, Jeff giving a bit of a nervous ugh, trying desperately not to gnce in her daughter's direction.

  “Oh, it's fine,” the man replied with a shrug, “I'm still sorta new in town, so I thought it'd be a good idea to do something for the community and all that. Plus, this way I might be able to get to know some of my daughter's future teachers and such.”

  “Well, I more meant giving the kids a ride,” the woman replied slyly, pushing her long scarlet locks back over one ear, “but volunteering to be one of the adults in the room for a school dance is somewhat brave of you, given the age they're at.”

  Jeff grinned, chuckling nervously as he looked away, trying not to notice the way the woman's blouse clung to her bosom. “Well, it'll be practice for ter,” he said quickly, “Kids do tend to grow up rather fast these days.”

  “That was what my parents said,” Lily replied with a soft sigh, “And I guess they weren't wrong, given that I got pregnant with David at sixteen.”

  “Well, sometimes people just can't wait,” Jeff chuckled, gncing momentarily at Samantha who shot him a teasing smirk, the man quickly looking away.

  Lily ughed, shaking her head with a mix of mild amusement and concern. “True. In fact, I just learned yesterday that Jennifer's cousin got herself pregnant.”

  Zack's bemused expression slipped, his eyes going wide for a second as he suddenly pretended to be extremely interested in hand railing around the porch. Gncing at Evan, Samantha raised an eyebrow, the blond boy pressing his lips as tightly together as he could, trying not to ugh.

  “She's David's girlfriend, right?” Jeff inquired, Lily nodding with a wistful smile.

  “She's good for him,” the woman responded, “Hopefully they'll wait a little while longer to make me a grandmother, but I'm certainly happy for them.”

  “Well, anyway, you kids ready to get going?” Jeff inquired, turning to the suspiciously quiet children who all suddenly stood up straighter, giving entirely too innocent of smiles.

  “Whenever you're ready, sir,” Evan said politely, Lily shooting him a gnce that told him she wasn't buying it.

  “Have fun, you three,” Lily told them as the kids marched down the steps of the porch to follow Jeff over to his car, Samantha gncing back at her mother with a slightly nervous smile. It was, after all, already promising to be an interesting evening...

  *****

  With the three children secured in the back-seat, Jeff's car headed down the road, the man gncing into his rear view mirror as the trio whispered something he couldn't quite make out.

  “Conspiring against me, already?” the man inquired teasingly, Samantha smirking back at him.

  “No, but now that you mention it,” the girl pondered out loud, “I think my mum might have been flirting with for a bit there.”

  Jeff ughed, shaking his head. “Doubtful, we're both married, after-all,” he replied dismissively, thinking about the look the woman gave him at one point but quickly pushing the thought out of his head.

  Samantha gnced at Zack who gave her a knowing grin. “I dunno, that one time when you guys were over, that didn't seem to make much of a difference when she was talking to your wife.”

  Jeff's widened, the man almost missing a turn as he tried to keep the car steady, the children ughing from the back seat. “Emma never mentioned anything about that,” he said quickly, gncing into the mirror again.

  Samantha shrugged. “She probably forgot,” the girl expined with a dismissive wave, “They were both pretty drunk at the time, and mum didn't get too far, but she definitely made a move!”

  Jeff swallowed hard, the idea of his wife and Lily doing -something- together entirely too interesting of a thought. “But, ah, Emma said no, right?” he asked, feeling a little disappointed.

  Samantha sighed and nodded. “Yeah, she totally wasn't into it,” the girl said matter-of-factly, crossing one leg over the other, “Which is weird, cause dad's always said that mum's a really good kisser!”

  Jeff hit the brake a little too hard as they reached the stop sign a block past the park, the children thrown forward a little, but still amused by his reaction. “Wait, they... kissed?” the man asked carefully, his fingers tightening on the steering wheel.

  Grinning, Samantha nodded slowly. “Oh yeah, with tongue and everything!” the girl giggled, delighting in watching her neighbour squirm before gncing at Zack, “It was kinda like this...”

  Reaching over, the little redhead held Zack's cheek and turned his head before pnting a kiss upon him, her tongue pushing into his mouth as the surprised boy's body gave a shudder before rexing and letting out a happy sigh.

  Pulling away, Samantha tried to make her voice sound more adult. “It's okay, Emma, your husband never has to know. This can just be between us!”

  Jeff exhaled loudly, trying this best to ignore his erection at the thought of the two women making out, let alone the fact that a hot little redhead was rein-acting it with a boy in his back-seat.

  “By the way,” Samantha said seriously, turning to narrow her eyes at Jeff's reflection, “You never saw that.”

  The man chuckled nervously as he resumed driving. “Oh, there's been lots of things I 'never saw,'” he assured her with a chuckle, half-wondering it there was a non-creepy way of bringing up the child's Talking To Stranger's livestreams, “But, I mean, really. Why do you hide your feelings from your parents? Do you really think they'd make that big a deal about it?”

  Samantha sighed heavily, her hands reaching over and taking hold of the boys', their fingers entwining. “Because how I do I expin that I...” Samantha paused, gncing at Zack and squeezing his hand a bit too tightly in warning, “Like them both? I mean, it's not like I'm ever gonna choose between them. But I just know they'd try and make me eventually. And probably embarrass the three of us about it forever! Plus, they'd probably just give us that me line of 'it's just a phase, you'll grow out of it' or whatever.”

  Samantha rolled her eyes at the thought. She'd let them all know eventually. When she was ready. But not before. “Besides, things are crazy complicated right now, and the st thing we need is to drag our parents into this,” the girl added, gncing between the two boys, both of them nodding seriously as she gave them both a reassuring smile, “But hey, things are really super fun right now, so why mess with a good thing, right?”

  Jeff nodded thoughtfully, the car cresting the hill and pausing as other cars pulled in and out of the school's parking lot. “Well, your secrets are safe with me,” the man assured the trio, smiling to himself as he remembered a few of the antics he'd virtually witnessed.

  Samantha nodded, her heart racing a little as she spotted a few people she knew going into the school. This was it, she realized. Though there were still a few months left, this would likely be one of the more defining moments of her time in primary school. Plus, she'd have yet another opportunity to dance with the boys without anyone thinking too much about it. Although kissing was probably right out.

  Chuckling softly to herself, Samantha impatiently waited for Jeff to find a parking spot, the doors unlocking automatically as he shut off the engine. “Here we go,” the man said with a hint of nervous excitement in his tone, Samantha shooting him a teasing gnce as the children hurried out of the car...

  *****

  Entering the school's gymnasium, the group found its lights dimmed with a few decorations lining the walls with one corner taken up by rge speakers that mostly obscured the small table with a ptop operated by what was likely volunteering parent.

  “I guess Three Wolves couldn't make it,” Samantha joked, Zack grinning broadly as Evan blushed a bit, their memories of the new years party still fairly fresh in their minds.

  “Maybe they're just trying to 'stay out of Trouble,'” Zack replied slyly, Samantha letting out a ugh in spite of herself, the boy grinning and waving as Lydia wove her way through the still sparse crowd.

  “Did I hear my name taken in vain,” the girl inquired with a teasing smirk, the boys momentarily distracted by way Lydia's thigh peeked out from the slit in the side of her long bck dress.

  “Oh, you always get rave reviews,” Samantha responded with a grin and a ugh, nodding towards what passed for a DJ booth, “but I think you might have been too much for some people.”

  Lydia smirked and nodded, brushing her long dark hair over her shoulder as she gnced up to meet Jeff's gaze, something mildly predatory gleaming in the twelve-year-old's eyes.

  “Ah, you must be part of the adult accompaniment this evening,” the goth-girl mused, her fingers idly toying with with her pentacle for a moment as the girl gave her bottom lip a thoughtful nibble, “You're the neighbour, yes? I've heard a few things about you.”

  Jeff inhaled sharply, doing his best to be the adult in the room. “Ah, something like that,” he replied quickly, giving her a nervous smile, “I um, just hope that you didn't hear anything too scandalous about me.”

  Lydia offered the man a slow shrug, the girl smirking up at him knowingly. “Oh, I can a keep a secret,” she purred, taking a step closer, the child amused by the way Jeff's body stiffened, “After all, why would I want to ruin all the fun everyone's been having?”

  The man nodded quickly, thankful to suddenly notice the teacher he was supposed to report to. “Good point,” he agreed, gncing over at the other side of the room and giving a bit of a wave, “Anyway, you kids have fun, I've got to report in and pretend to be an adult for a bit.”

  “Have fun with that,” Lydia chuckled, rolling her eyes a bit as Jeff hurried off, the girl sighing softly and gncing at Evan, “He makes you seem positively gregarious.”

  The boy shrugged, giving a bit of a ugh. “Our neighbour's kinda shy to begin with,” he expined, gncing at Samantha, “But he's also got a wife and a kid. But if you give him the right opportunity, there's no telling what might happen.”

  Lydia raised an eyebrow at the redhead, Samantha blushing a bit as she grinned back at her. “You didn't happen to record it, did you?” the goth-girl inquired teasingly.

  Samantha ughed, shaking her head. “It was TTS, so no,” she replied with a dismissive wave, before wincing a bit, “But I guess it's always possible that some perv found a way to record it.”

  “I really should've gotten here sooner,” Lydia signed before gncing up and smiling past the trio, “Ah, now the party can really begin.”

  Turning about, the three children smiled as they saw Amanda and the rest of the rugby girls walking into the room along with Jeremy on Sarah's arm. The twins looking positively giddy as Amanda looked visibly uncomfortable wearing an actual dress, something Samantha certainly understood. Meanwhile, Amy and Cra were doing their best to act natural, the small blond girl blushing hard as she caught sight of Zack.

  “I think she had a good a time,” Samantha whispered to Zack as he caught Amy's eye and the girl quickly gnced away with a nervous smile.

  “That was forever ago,” the boy chuckled, grinning at Amanda as the girl hurried over and grinned back at him happily.

  “When this gets started, can I have the second dance?” she inquired, prying her eyes away from Zack to smile teasingly at Samantha.

  “Well, I can't not share with my friends,” the redhead replied with sly amusement, “but I may ask you to make it up to me ter.”

  Amanda blushed a bit, ughing and shaking her head, the girl still trying to sort out how she felt about everything that'd happened. “Careful, we might make someone jealous,” the blond girl replied in a quiet, teasing tone, gncing over in Cra's direction, “You know, she still hasn't fully recovered from that time you kissed her.”

  Samantha giggled, gncing around to make sure no one overheard. “Never know, I might do it again,” she replied with a smirk before giving a wide smile and waving to her other team mates, the boys looking a little out of sorts as they quickly found themselves surrounded by what was a group of undeniably cute girls.

  A few moments ter and their conversations were interrupted as one of the lights was brightened, highlighting the teacher who was responsible for the event. Smiling fondly at the assembled students, the woman gave them a moment to settle down before speaking.

  “I just wanted to take a moment to thank you all for coming tonight,” the teacher said with a bit of sadness in her smile, “This is to be your st year of primary school, after all, and I thought it was important that you all made some fond memories of this pce before moving on. Now, I know that there's still nearly four months of school left before you all graduate, but things tend to get busy at the end of the year. Plus, winter does tend to be a rather dreary month after all, so I thought now would be a good time for this sort of thing.

  “Anyway, I would like to thank the parents who took time out of their day to help chaperone this event, and remember that the tables to my right have refreshments if anyone needs them. For now, though, I hope you all have fun and stay out of trouble this evening, okay?”

  Samantha smirked as the light dimmed again and Lydia rolled her eyes. “Uhg. Oh sure, ruin my fun, why don't you,” the goth-girl muttered half-seriously, Samantha and the boys grinning in amusement.

  “Well, you should probably at least pretend to be good,” admonished Sarah, giving the two a serious look, “It's not like there aren't adults around.”

  “Oh, that just makes the challenge all the more fun,” Lydia replied with a smirk, Sarah shooting her a bit of a gre in response as the DJ finally started to py the first song.

  Listening for a moment, Samantha sighed, gncing at Amanda. “You know, Luna Gray's cover of this is way better than the original,” she commented, the blond girl nodding in agreement as Lydia stood a little taller and gnced about at the three adults who were responsible for keeping things in line.

  “Hold that thought,” the dark-haired girl said half to herself before slipping off into the crowd of other children, most of whom were now excitedly, if not awkwardly dancing.

  “Would it be apropos to say that 'Trouble is a foot?'” Evan inquired as Zack grinned, watching the girl go.

  “I think I'd actually be disappointed if she wasn't up to something!” Zack agreed with a ugh as Amanda grabbed his arm.

  “I'm sure we'll find out what shenanigans she's got going on ter,” she assured him, grabbing Samantha's hand and dragging them both into the thick of things, “Right now, though, we've got dancing to do...!”

  *****

  Lydia did her best to act casual as she examined the long buffet tables filled with simple snacks and a handful of beverage options. The girl frowned, the dozen or so bottles of water wouldn't work so well for what she had in mind. The pair of open punch bowls certainly could, though, she mused with a bit of a smirk.

  Making note of where the adults were in the room, the girl touched her pentacle as her free hand slipped into the deep pocket of her skirt. “You don't see me...” Lydia whispered, slipping out a small pill bottle, her thumb easily pushing off the lid and letting it fall back into her pocket.

  Leaning forward, the girl let several dark amber coloured capsules fall into the crimson liquid in the first punch-bowl. Picking up the dle, Lydia gnced back at her friends as she gave it a bit of a stir. They were certainly having fun as it was, but after about an hour or so, they'd likely be having even more fun, Lydia mused.

  Stepping away, trusting that the capsules would quickly dissolve into the liquid, Lydia slipped over to the second bowl, the girl smirking at the bright green colour of whatever mixture filled it.

  “Hopefully this won't turn green,” she chuckled, reaching over to let the remaining three amber capsules fall into the bowl.

  Smiling to herself, Lydia turned to face the crowd, her hand slipping from her pentacle before weaving her way back into the crowd. Rejoining her friends, the goth-girl gave Samantha a sly smile, making her ugh and shake her head.

  “Do I even want to know?” the redhead inquired jokingly, the dark-haired girl giving a shrug as she swayed her hips in a way that allowed her thigh to be exposed.

  “Just making my mistakes while I'm young,” Lydia replied shooting Zack an amused gnce as the boy sneakily managed to grab her bottom for a second without anyone noticing.

  “You know, now that I think about it, I'm not totally convinced that was meant to be actual life advice,” Evan pondered with a bemused smile before dancing closer to Amy, the small girl gncing down as she gave him a shy smile.

  “Only one way to find out!” Amanda ughed, grinning at Samantha as she pushed her hip into the girl's.

  Lydia just smiled and danced closer to Cra. “You know, you really don't need to be all that cautious,” the goth-girl said teasingly, the auburn haired girl giggling nervously as she gnced about.

  “I guess it's a small town, thing,” Cra replied uncertainly, finding it hard to ignore the way Lydia's lithe form swayed and moved, “This isn't exactly the Capital, you know.”

  Nodding thoughtfully, Lydia moved a little closer, bemused by the way the other girl's cheeks flushed a little without making a move to step back. “True, but that's no reason to not have a bit of fun here and there,” Lydia argued with a sly smile, “I mean, what if someone cute was to ask you to dance at the first slow song. Would you really want to say no?”

  Cra swallowed hard, gncing at Samantha for a second before carefully meeting the goth-girl's gaze. “I dunno if I could do that,” she replied, shaking her head with a nervous ugh.

  Lydia sighed as the song ended and the sounds of conversation erupted all around the two, filling the moment between songs. “I guess we'll find out ter, then,” the dark-haired girl replied with a teasing smile, Cra blushing as Lydia slipped away to find Zack as another popur song filled the speakers.

  “I think she likes you!” the boy said teasingly, grinning as Samantha ughingly took Amanda by the hands and danced her in circles like in the music video to the song.

  “Good, because I've already added her to my to-do list,” Lydia replied slyly, Zack grinning at the thought.

  “You know, if you happen to record that, it wouldn't be the worst thing,” the boy said teasingly, the goth-girl giving him a knowing smile.

  “It's a shame she doesn't seem to have much interest in boys, though,” Lydia mused, gncing over at the refreshment tables, pleased to notice that several other children were taking pstic cups of the amber-spiked beverages.

  Zack shrugged. “It happens, I guess,” the boy replied helplessly, “At least most of the girls don't seem totally against the idea.”

  “Oh?” Lydia inquired teasingly, swaying her body closer to his, “And what idea would that be?”

  Grinning, Zack pced his hands on the girl's narrow hips, the two swaying and moving together to the song, her arms held above her head. “Well, I mean like, if you don't count Cra, there's still three other girls on the rugby team I haven't had a go at yet,” the boy replied with a grin, Lydia smiling approvingly, “Although I'm pretty sure Sarah's right out at this point. Plus, I mean, it wouldn't be totally fair to Jeremy.”

  “Well, you never know,” Lydia chuckled as she watched a boy sneakily pull a fsk out of his pocket and empty it into one of the beverage bowls, “I mean, given enough alcohol, no girl only swings one way.”

  Zack ughed at the idea, the boy shaking his head, knowing full-well that the faculty would never allow that sort of thing. Lydia, however, found herself trying not to grin as she saw the boy also dumping a fsk into the second bowl. So much for small town boys being boring, she mused.

  “I dunno, Jeff's wife was pretty hard to convince that one time!” Zack ughed, Lydia rolling her eyes in amusement.

  “Oh, give me five minutes with her, we'll see who's on her knees licking my pussy,” she replied, Zack bursting out ughing at the girl's btancy.

  “You're crazy!” he told her with a wide, appreciative grin.

  “No,” Lydia corrected in a sly, but serious tone as she leaned in closer, her nose brushing against Zack's, her voice dropping to a near whisper, “I'm Trouble...”

  *****

  As the first of the slow songs started, Samantha felt a moment of panic. Gncing at the boys, she felt a stab of indecisiveness, both of them fixing her with bemused looks.

  “I'll go first,” said Zack, a wave of relief spilling over Samantha, the boy gncing at Amanda, “I think that's what you two agreed to, right?”

  “Oh... oh yeah,” Samantha chuckled, feeling a bit dumb as the tall blond girl smiled and nodded before taking Evan's hand, the boy letting out a small, surprised gasp as Amanda pulled him into her arms.

  “S, sorry things are so complicated with us,” Evan said quickly, half-noting that the song was a modern remake of one his parents listened to.

  Amanda giggled, giving a shrug as she pressed a little closer to him, bemused by the way Evan's cheeks flushed at the feeling of her still tiny breasts pushing against his chest.

  “Oh, it's worth it,” Amanda replied with a teasing smile, “If anything, I'm a bit jealous. I mean, she has like, two cute guys at her beck and call. How awesome is that?”

  Evan stared back at her for a moment, the boy stumbling a bit as he almost forgot to keep moving. “Wait, two cute guys?” he inquired with a nervous chuckle, Amanda rolling her eyes in amusement.

  “Well duh!” the girl ughed a little too loudly, getting a few odd gnces from other nervous couples, “What, you think you're ugly or something?”

  Letting out a nervous chuckle Evan gave his head a shake. “Never really thought about it, to be honest,” he said quickly, swallowing hard as he remembered to enjoy the moment, taking in how cute Amanda was a well and half-wondering if he could get away with sliding his hands lower or not.

  Amanda sighed softly, the girl gncing about to see if anyone was paying any direct attention to the two. “You're like my brother,” she giggled, her eyes going wide for a brief second as she brushed against the hardness in his trousers, “Completely oblivious to how all the girls look at you.”

  Evan let out a bit of a dismissive ugh. “Your brother should have a statue of himself in a museum somewhere,” he chuckled, trying to ignore the way being so physically close to the girl made him feel, “I mean, he could probably wrestle a lion or something.”

  Amanda let out a ugh at the absurdity, the girl shaking her head in amusement. “Well, he did have to pull a new born calf out during the End of Summer Festival that one time. But there's no lions on our isnd, you know,” she chuckled, frowning a little at the thought that suddenly come to mind, “Although, I think I've heard legends about them being here at some point.”

  “Yes, that was back when we had an actual kraken living in the bay,” Evan replied with a teasing smile, making Amanda ugh again, “That and selkies along the north shore.”

  “Hey, we kicked their butts that time!” the blond girl shot back with a teasing grin, Evan looking confused for a second before remembering that the Selkies were one of the teams from the other schools the Krakens competed against.

  “You guys did really good this year,” the boy said thoughtfully, Amanda standing a little taller, beaming at her accomplishment, “You think you can keep it up when you change schools? I mean, the team we have is graduating out this year, so we're gonna need a new team, after all.”

  Amanda gave a confident nod. “Plus they're getting a new coach next year,” she added thoughtfully, “Apparently she was on the team a few years ago before graduating, and now she's coming back as an instructor.”

  Evan raised an eyebrow, doing some quick maths in his head. “That means she's still fairly young,” he commented in amusement, gncing over at Zack and Samantha, the redhead ughing at something the boy had said, “Sounds like you might need to warn her about a certain someone.”

  “Oh?” Amanda inquired teasingly, the girl leaning in so close that Evan's heart raced, the boy fighting the sudden urge to kiss her, “Are the girls on my team not good enough for him anymore?”

  Evan grinned, his pale cheeks flushing a bit. “Well, technically, she would be on your team,” he told her, gncing askance and randomly making eye contact with Amy, the girl blushing and turning away as she danced with a boy Evan didn't recognize.

  “True and real,” Amanda mused, thinking for a moment, “You know, the girls still talk about what happened that day when the film crew was here, right?”

  Swallowing hard, Evan's cheeks flushed harder. “Oh?” he inquired with a nervous chuckle, “What do they say?”

  Amanda shrugged, her smile teasing. “Well, Holly did admit that she thought seeing Zack with Amy was kinda hot,” she chuckled, lowering her voice further, “Although, Rebecca is still too embarrassed to say too much about it.”

  Nodding, Evan gnced about, catching sight of the twins. They'd managed to find boys to dance with, but neither seemed overly excited about it. More like trying to do as expected and fit in if anything.

  “Plus, Amy kinda admitted that she'd of rather it had been you than, Zack,” Amanda added with a giggle, lowering her head and looking up at Evan through her golden bangs, “She's kind had a thing for you st year, you know.”

  The boy blinked in surprise, the notion never having occurred to him. “Seriously?” he whispered back, gncing in the little blond's direction again, Amanda nodding slowly.

  “Yeah, but... she's even more shy than you, you know,” the girl replied with a chuckle, “When you get the chance, you should really dance with her. Never know, it might lead to something 'complicated.'”

  Evan grinned as he stifled a ugh. Amy was positively adorable, that was for sure, but she was also rather shy, making her basically the opposite of Samantha. Which meant he had next to no idea how to even begin to make a move. Although, there was always the old adage “what would Zack do?”

  “Well, I'll be sure to give it a shot when I get the chance,” Evan replied, wondering how many slow songs were on the roster that evening. There'd have to at least be two more if he was going to ask Amy. And knowing Lydia, she'd probably want her turn with both of them before the evening was out.

  Amanda nodded, sighing softly as she pressed herself closer again. “Just so you know, though,” the girl said quietly, her nose brushing against Evan's, the boy's body stiffening as he trembled a little, “At some point, I wouldn't mind another go.”

  Evan swallowed hard. “Duly noted,” the boy said quietly as the song began to end, his gaze momentarily lost in Amanda's eyes. What would Zack do? He reminded himself. Everyone was likely distracted, after all. No one would notice.

  Closing the gap, Evan pressed his lips to Amanda's, the girl letting out a soft whimper, her body trembling. The children held each other close for the briefest moment, knowing that if anyone happened to gnce over that the rumours would spread pretty quickly.

  Pulling himself away almost unwillingly, Evan let out a nervous chuckle. “I guess that makes it a promise,” he noted, a little amused by Amanda's momentary expression.

  “Sealed with a kiss,” she added a bit shyly, clearly not having expected him to actually do it, “I guess that means we have to at some point, right?”

  The boy nodded, gncing askance at the people around them as the song came to a conclusion, all but forcing him to step back, letting the girl go. “We'll figure something out,” Evan replied with a shrug, once more feeling annoyed by the fact that he was taking csses in an entirely different school from his friends.

  Amanda nodded, her head swimming a bit with a mix of emotions, the girl deciding to worry about the logistics of such things ter. “Anyway, we should regroup for now, though.”

  “No sense risking 'complicating' things,” Evan agreed with a sly smile that made Amanda ugh, the two quickly rejoining the group...

  *****

  Lydia touched her pentacle as the slow song began, the girl taking a step back into the deeper shadows, smirking to herself as her friends paired up fairly easily without giving her much thought. Gncing about, the girl spotted Jeff standing near the far wall, talking to the teacher assigned to look after everyone that evening.

  He looked a little bored from what Lydia could see, the girl chuckling softly to herself at the opportunity. Things were going well enough, so far, but she really only had a few hours to make sure things got 'interesting,' after all.

  Slipping carefully through the crowd, Lydia made her way over to Jeff, the girl gring slightly at the rather pin woman he was talking to. “Such a waste of his time,” the girl muttered under her breath, wondering to herself if she shouldn't try and arrange to get the man alone before the evening ended.

  Standing taller, for what little difference it made, Lydia approached the adults with her most innocent of smiles. “Excuse me, sir, do you a moment?” the girl inquired, using her sweetest tone, the teacher looking a little annoyed as Jeff did a bit of a double take and raised his eyebrows at her.

  “Oh, ah, yeah, what's up?” the man inquired, gncing at the woman apologetically as the little goth-girl shot her the barest hint of a smirk.

  Lydia pursed her lips and gnced askance, her expression becoming a little nervous. “Um, it's a bit embarrassing,” she carefully lied, trying to sound meek and in need of adult assistance, “My friend Samantha said you should be able to help, though.”

  Jeff nodded sympathetically, giving the girl a slightly questioning look at the mention of Samantha. “Ah, okay, did you need to step out into the hall for a moment?”

  Sighing softly, Lydia did her best to pout cutely as she nodded slowly up at him. “Yeah, that'd be great,” she said with a hint of faux-sadness in her voice, “It's about my mother.”

  “Oh, I see,” Jeff said quickly, even though he clearly didn't, the teacher beside him narrowing her eyes a bit suspiciously.

  “Are you sure this isn't a matter that requires a member of faculty?” the woman inquired, her tone becoming rather stern and serious, forcing Lydia to do everything in her power to not roll her eyes.

  “Ah, it's okay,” Jeff said quickly, giving a dismissive wave, his voice shaking a little as he blurted out a btant falsehood, “She's my neighbour. I'll take care of it, no worries!”

  The teacher nodded, giving Lydia a look that mixed suspicion and annoyance as the two made their way back through the crowd to the gymnasium doors. All the while, Lydia did her best not to ugh, knowing full-well what she'd just interrupted.

  “Thanks,” Jeff chuckled as he pushed the doors open, wincing a bit at the bright light from the hallway, “She's really not my type.”

  Lydia grinned, letting out a short ugh as she stepped out into the hall, making sure the door was closed before turning to Jeff. “Alright then, now let's get serious, shall we?” the girl inquired, smirking up at him all too knowingly.

  “Uh, okay...” Jeff stammered, suddenly looking nervous as he gnced back at the doors, “What'd you actually need? Did Samantha put you up to this?”

  Sighing softly, Lydia rolled her eyes and slowly shook her head. “No, these shenanigans are entirely of my own making,” the girl replied, Jeff giving her an odd look, suddenly not sure what to make of her, “But I'm sure she'd approve. I mean, she's been teasing you terribly for a while now, and you've been all for it, so I'm assuming if anything... 'Interesting' happens this evening, you'd be okay with that, yes?”

  Jeff swallowed, suddenly feeling terribly on the spot. “She told you about that?” he blurted, Lydia rolling her eyes again.

  “Let's stay on topic, shall we?” the goth-girl purred, pcing her hand upon his chest, pleased to find that the man had a certain firmness beneath his button up shirt, “I need you to make sure that Miss Boring in there is distracted for the rest of the evening. You see, I saw one of the boys slip a little something into the punch bowls, and I'm fairly certain that in half an hour or so things are going to get a little bit more fun. Understand?”

  Jeff let out a bit of a nervous ugh, staring down at the slender, dark-haired girl for a moment, quickly realizing that she was at least ten levels above Samantha when it came to “shenanigans.”

  “I think so,” he replied a little nervously, “But, as long as things don't get too crazy. I mean, my daughter goes to this school, I wouldn't want to cause too much drama.”

  Lydia sighed and rolled her eyes yet again. “Seriously, you people are always so concerned about appearances,” she remarked, her finger slipping between the folds of Jeff's shirt, making slow circles against his skin, “Don't worry. I'll keep things on the down low for the most part. I just need you to run a little interference here and there. It should be easy enough for a strong, intelligent man like yourself.”

  Jeff took a deep breath, his heart racing. “You sure don't talk like a twelve-year-old,” the man commented, his hands twitching a little as Jeff resisted the urge to do anything he'd regret should he get caught.

  Lydia gave a slow half-shrug. “Don't I?” she inquired teasingly, trying to make her voice sound more cutesy and sweet, the girl stepping closer, her free hand pressing against his groin, “Would it be better for you if I spoke like this?”

  Jeff's whole body tensed, the man clenching his teeth as his erection felt almost painful, the girl's delicate fingers tracing across it through the fabric of his trousers almost too much to bear.

  “P, please don't do that...” he managed, making Lydia grin, the girl giving his shaft a squeeze, “Do as I ask,” she whispered in her normal, more sultry tone, the girl resting her chin on Jeff's chest as she looked up at him with a sly expression, “And I'll make you forget you're married for a little while.”

  “Wha... what are you...?” the man stammered, his whole body shaking, desperately trying to resist the urge to touch the seductive little vixen who was on the verge of driving him mad.

  Lydia fixed Jeff with a smirk, the girl's delicate fingers finding the head of his shaft, her fingers squeezing against it from either side. “I'm a friend of Samantha's,” she replied matter-of-factly, the girl's fingers gently moving in tandem, squeezing and dragging his foreskin back and forth in a way that caused Jeff to let out a muffled grunt, “What else could I possibly be?”

  Taking a long, slow deep breath, Jeff let it out carefully, his body shaking as he tried to calm himself. What was the word the kids joked about? He pondered. Scaroused?

  “You're definitely not from around here, that's for sure,” he chuckled nervously, trying to keep his breathing steady as Lydia bent her knee, pressing her thigh against his leg.

  “I was born in the Capital, actually,” she replied with a shrug, the hand upon his chest sliding further under Jeff's shirt to find the man's nipple hidden beneath it, “But then, neither are you. You only moved here st year.”

  Jeff nodded slowly, his eyes wide as he stared into the seemingly endless pale green depths of Lydia's gaze. “We... we always talked about moving to a small town,” the man stammered quickly, uncertain what he should even be doing in such a situation, desperate to not let his excitement rise too high lest he make a terrible mess in his boxers, “So, after Anna was born, we decided to come to Emerald Bay.”

  Lydia nodded slowly. “So... do we have an accord?” she inquired with a hint of absolute seriousness in her voice and a hardness in her eyes that sent a chill down the man's spine. A sly grin slowly spreading across the girl's darkly painted lips, her grin almost predatory, Lydia added in a purring tone, “I can, after all, make it well-worth your while.”

  Swallowing hard again, Jeff nodded as well. “I... I can do that,” he managed, Lydia's expression becoming rather pleased, her fingers giving his nipple a firm squeeze, the man letting out a soft gasp.

  “Good boy,” she whispered, the girl wishing she was little taller, but deciding she'd teased the poor many enough anyway, “Now let's go back inside and act like everything is normal, okay?”

  Jeff took breath and nodded again, his heart pounding hard in his chest. “Who are you even?” he blurted out, shaking his head slowly as Lydia let him go and took a few steps back.

  The girl grinned as she brushed her long ebony hair back over her ear. “I'm Lydia,” she replied slyly, “And I'm 'Trouble...'”

  *****

  Samantha smirked as Zack held his arms out, the girl stepping into them, the boy embracing her gently. “You know, I kinda wish we'd thought of this before,” the girl remarked quietly as the two moved slowly together to the music, shifting over to make room for others.

  “Well, it is a lot less suspicious than walking around holding hands,” Zack teasingly agreed, Samantha rolling her eyes.

  “Oh, like I'd ever let you do that,” the redhead muttered sarcastically, smirking up at the boy, “That's just way too lewd.”

  “Yeah, you're right,” Zack admitted, gncing over towards the far end of the room, “we should just go behind the DJ booth and make out or something.”

  Samantha let out a soft ugh, part of her half-wondering just how much privacy there'd actually be back there. “Didn't you get caught st time you tried something like that?” the girl inquired with a teasing smirk, Zack letting out a nervous ugh of his own.

  “Hey, it all worked out in the end,” he replied, his finger gently caressing Samantha's lower back.

  “Yeah, but st I checked that's not one of band members from the Three Wolves over there,” the girl chuckled, “besides, there's probably other kids with the same idea.”

  Zack grinned teasingly, the boy leaning in dangerously close. “Ya think they'd wanna join in?” he inquired mischievously, Samantha's eyes going wide, her cheeks flushing a bit as he struggled not to ugh for a moment.

  “Let's not make our final year of primary school anymore complicated than it needs to be,” Samantha replied with a grin, the girl's heart racing at the thought. It actually sounded kind of fun, she had to admit. All of her cssmates getting together for some crazy make-out fest right under the noses of the adults. But at the same time, even Evan couldn't arrange for such a thing to happen, let alone avoid any unwanted consequences even on his best 'criminal mastermind' day.

  “Still,” Zack continued in a more serious tone, the boy gncing over at the dark green curtain that hung between the two rows of stacked speakers just behind where the DJ was sitting, “as long as we were quiet, he wouldn't hear. Especially with the music and all.”

  Samantha swallowed hard, the girl gncing over, finding herself nodding slowly. It would be pretty risky, she realized. Anyone could walk behind there at any moment. Especially the teacher. Jeff wasn't an issue, but she certainly was. And while the chances of his noticing were low, there was also a parent running the DJ booth that evening. But at least he wasn't the father of anyone she was friends with, so there was that.

  The chances of getting caught also definitely made the prospect seem rather exciting. And if all she was doing was taking turns making out a bit with the boys, they should be able to disengage quickly enough so that no one would see anything. Especially if one of them was keeping watch.

  Looking back at Zack, the girl sighed, smiling in amusement as she slowly shook his head at him. “How about after the next slow dance?” she inquired, the boy's mahogany eyes going wide with surprise.

  “Seriously?” Zack whispered back, Samantha smirking as she giggled back at him.

  “Why not?” she inquired with a shrug, pushing back against her doubts, “When are we ever gonna get a chance to do this here again? And I mean, we've done worse, right?”

  “True and real,” Zack replied with a grin, pulling the girl a little closer, “I mean, it's not like we can just do that right now, right?”

  Samantha raised an eyebrow, the redhead smirking up at him. “You probably want to, though,” she replied in a faux-judgemental tone that made the boy chuckle.

  “Hey, let's be honest here,” Zack confessed with an amused smile, “if I didn't have naughty pictures of you to wank to at night, I'd probably go completely mad. Do ya really think I wouldn't do weird things to you right here and right now if I could?”

  Unable to hold it in, Samantha tossed her head back and ughed, the girl ignoring the stares she received. “You are such a perv,” she teased, leaning in a bit closer than was entirely safe, “you're worse than some of my subscribers.”

  “I am one of your subscribers,” Zack chuckled, the girl rolling her eyes again, “and I can't wait until there's five thousand of us.”

  “Oh please,” Samantha chuckled, shaking her head in amusement, “Is taking my tie off really all that exciting?”

  Zack shrugged. “Depends what you do with it after, I suppose,” he pondered, the boy's gaze becoming distant for a moment before a sly grin crossed his face, “but I can think of a few things that'd up your subscriber count.”

  Samantha let out a snort of ughter. “I'll bet they're all terms of service viotions, too,” she replied drolly, half-curious to know what the boy was thinking.

  “Well, there's always the TTS, site,” Zack added half-seriously, Samantha blushing a bit at the thought.

  “Ah, I don't think showing them my uniform is a good idea,” she chuckled, suddenly remembering that at least one of her subscribers had come over Talking To Strangers, “I hide my face over there for a reason, you know.”

  “For now,” Zack said teasing, Samantha's eyes going wide, the girl inhaling sharply.

  “For like ever!” she whispered harshly, gncing about to make sure no one was listening in, “I mean, the director I work with is kind of a perv, but I mean, if word got out that I did stuff like that on an actual livestream, I think that'd be it for me.”

  “Well, he doesn't seem much bothered by you maybe getting naked down the road,” Zack replied with a shrug, his tone a bit more serious, Samantha giving a thoughtful look.

  “Yeah, but I looked up the other movies he's done,” she expined with a shrug, “Lots of girls show their boobs and stuff in them. It's not such a big deal. Plus, you can't really see too much when the really naughty stuff happens.”

  Zack thought for a second and grinned. “You think they actually did it? For real, I mean?” he inquired, Samantha taking a deep breath as her body brushed against his erection.

  “Um, maybe? Probably?” she stammered, blushing at the thought. Would the director eventually ask her to have actual sex on camera at some point? Sure, the finished product might not show anything that'd cause a scandal, but would she ever really want to go that far?

  Zack sighed softly, smiling down at her with genuine concern at the girl's troubled expression. “Don't worry,” he assured her softly, wishing he could brush her hair back from her eyes, “You'll still need to wait a few years before it's even legal for you to go -that- for in movies.”

  Samantha found herself smiling slyly at the remark. “All the more reason to hide my face on TTS,” she giggled, Zack grinning and nodding in agreement.

  “It's amazing how they haven't taken that site down yet,” he chuckled, thinking about a few things he'd seen on it.

  “I think it's based in one of those little isnd countries in the middle of nowhere with almost no ws or something,” Samantha replied with a shrug, sighing to herself as she heard the song winding down.

  “We should totally buy one of those!” Zack ughed, Samantha ughing and shaking her head at him, “We could totally get away with anything that way!”

  “Hey, we can do anything we want as long as the adults aren't watching,” Samantha chuckled, taking a step back, her fingers tracing fondly across Zack's body before letting him go, giving the boy a meaningful smirk.

  “I'll hold you to that,” Zack replied with a sly smile as the two rejoined their friends...

  *****

  Lydia couldn't help but smile as she gnced over at the refreshment tables, noticing as several children took drinks from the bowls of what were formerly just fruit juice mixed with carbonated water. She was certain she'd approximated the dosage properly, but amber's effect did tend to become more pronounced when mixed with alcohol the girl mused.

  “So,” Lydia inquired in a casual tone, turning back to her friends as they regrouped, noting the way Amanda looked at Zack, the tall blond clearly eager for the next slow song to come on, “Who's up for a drink? With all these people, it's gotten a bit warm for me, and I hardly think it's appropriate to start stripping down at this point.”

  Samantha ughed at the idea as Evan gave a nervous grin and Zack actually seemed like he was considering the idea. “Honestly, I wouldn't put that sort of thing past you,” Sarah commented, rolling her eyes as she all but marched Jeremy past the goth-girl, Lydia smirking a bit to herself.

  “Maybe they should've done this during the summer,” Rebecca commented with a hint of slyness in her tone, gncing at her suddenly blushing twin, “That way we could do this on the beach and we wouldn't have to wear much of anything.”

  “But I like putting on pretty dresses...” Holly protested meekly, ducking her head a bit as the boys gnced in her direction.

  “I guess I should introduce you to his mum, then,” Samantha chuckled, nudging Zack pyfully, “if she's not in her garden or making tea or running her shop, she's making her own clothing.”

  “Yeah,” Zack ughed teasingly, “my mum was real disappointed when she found out she'd only get to make you things for special occasions.”

  Samantha scoffed pyfully, the girl rolling her eyes as the group followed Lydia to the refreshment tables. “Well, it's her own fault for having a boy, if you'd been a girl, Aunt Margo could dress you up all she wanted.”

  Zack shuddered a bit. “Don't think she hasn't tried!” he ughed nervously, “When I was like eight, she put me on a chair and used me as a mannequin this one time.”

  Samantha grinned at the mix of looks the boy got from the other girls. “He still has nightmares about it,” the redhead remarked teasingly.

  “To be fair, though, his dad made up for it by letting us to watch a whole bunch of really hirious action movies that week,” Evan added with amusement, “You know, just as a precaution.”

  “Your family is mad,” Amanda chuckled, catching Samantha's eye as she poured herself out a cup of the red stuff, “but they seem like a lot of fun.”

  Samantha nodded in agreement. “Never a dull moment,” she chuckled, deciding that the red was probably better than the green given the complete ck of orange juice.

  “So anyway,” Lydia inquired slyly as she leaned in closer to Samantha, her gaze cast down at the other end of the table where Sarah and Jeremy were trying out the the , “You think I should ask him to dance next?”

  Gncing over, her eyes going wide, Samantha let out a ugh, shaking her head incredulously. “Are you mad? She would absolutely murder you!” the girl blurted out, ignoring the looks she got as Sarah raised an eyebrow back at her.

  Lydia pouted cutely, shaking her head in mock sorrow. “Oh, but he's so sweet and innocent,” she replied thoughtfully, “It'd be a shame not to corrupt him just a little.”

  Samantha smirked and took a sip of her drink, the girl taking a deep breath as it sent a mild tingling feeling throughout her entire body. “Well, I did give it a shot or two before, but I think I've gotten as far as I can get,” she expined, frowning at her drink before taking another small, cautious sip, “You did something to this, didn't you?”

  Lydia gave a slow, casual shrug. “Just enough to loosen people up a bit,” she confessed, keeping her voice down as not to alert the other girls, “To be honest, I'm still working out the ratios and such. Can't have things going too crazy tonight, after all... a shame about that really.”

  Chuckling softly, Samantha shook her head slowly, taking another sip and finding that she really did enjoy the way it made her body feel. Her skin seemed to tingle and the girl felt a little bit like she was floating. It was kind of fun, she had to admit, but the small hungry feeling she felt down below was kind of distracting she had to admit.

  “Maybe I'll dance with Cra,” Lydia pondered out-loud, looking directly at the girl, causing her eyes to go wide as she gave a nervous giggle and sipped her drink, “Think anyone would really notice?”

  Samantha shook her head with a shrug. “Naw, you might get a few looks but sadly most of the boys in our grade are actually pretty boring. Besides, it's just a dance, right?”

  Lydia's smile widened a bit, causing Cra to blush. “Only if she's unlucky,” the dark-haired girl replied walking over to the nervous-looking girl.

  “Think she'll go for it?” Zack inquired, his body giving a bit of a shake as he took a deep sip of his drink.

  “Honestly, I hope so,” Samantha confessed with genuine concern, “Cra's been kind down the st little bit. Maybe Lydia can help her with that.”

  Zack sighed heavily, shaking his head as he gave the redhead a half-way serious look. “You know you could've helped her too, right?” he inquired, Samantha blushing a little at the thought.

  “Well, I guess...” she stammered, giggling a little as she felt a sudden, more intense tingling sensation, “But I've been so distracted tely it just sorta never came up.”

  Both boys stared incredulously at Samantha for a moment, Evan taking another sip of his drink. “You have a really cute girl on your team who's clearly into you and you've spent the st several months -not- making a move on her?” he asked with a mix of surprise and disappointment in his tone that made Samantha's heart sink a little. Evan wasn't wrong, after all. It was something of a missed opportunity.

  “Well, mum IS always saying I should make more friends,” Samantha chuckled, suddenly feeling a little envious as she watched Lydia chat up her teammate.

  “Plus, it'd be like... ah, what's the word?” Zack inquired, gncing at Evan.

  “Vicarious,” the blond boy replied with a firm nod.

  “Right! It'd be vicarious for us if you did stuff with her, seeing as we can't,” Zack expined with a grin, Evan chuckling and rolling his eyes at the terrible wording.

  “He means we'd be living vicariously through you,” he corrected with a chuckle.

  “That's true...” Samantha confessed, the girl gncing at her drink, half-wondering how much of what she was thinking had to do with the amber that Lydia had clearly dropped into it. At least she wasn't hallucinating yet, she supposed.

  “Well, then when the third slow song comes on, you should ask her to dance or something,” Zack replied with a firm nod before shooting Evan a sly grin, “And you should ask Amy.”

  Evan blushed hard at the comment, the boy pushing his gsses back up his nose. “Oh, ah, yeah, I should probably do that, shouldn't I,” he stammered, “she does seem kind of interested.”

  Samantha smirked a bit, turning to gnce at the little blond girl who was thankfully being distracted by the twins. “Plus it's only fair,” she said in a lone tone, smirking at the boys, “I can't have you two being out of whack, after all.”

  Taking a deep breath, Evan nodded slowly. He had to admit, dancing with Amanda had set him off a little, and watching the three small girls in pretty dresses cutely chatting with one another was definitely doing something for him. He just hoped Amy didn't notice the slightly annoying bulge he felt in his trousers.

  “I'll see what I can do,” the boy promised with a slow, thoughtful nod.

  “That's my bro!” Zack chuckled with a grin, Amanda rolling her eyes in amusement.

  “You guys sure do take this fairness thing seriously,” the blond girl remarked, her body body giving a bit of a quiver as she took a sip of her drink.

  Samantha nodded firmly. “That's how it's been since the beginning,” she expined resolutely, “No one gets left out, no one gets left behind, we're a team, and nothing will change that.”

  Amanda smiled, feeling a bit envious of the trio's bond despite her connection to the them. “Speaking of teams,” she chuckled, teasingly, “if I didn't know any better, I'd say you two are trying to have your way with all of mine.”

  The boys gnced at one another, Evan looking a little nervous as Zack grinned. “Is that an invitation?” he inquired, gncing over at Rebecca and Holly, “Cause, I mean, sure, Sarah and Cra are right out, but the twins might be down for it.”

  Amanda ughed shaking her head in amusement. “Well, you're welcome to try,” she replied with a sly smile, “but it's not always as easy as asking, you know.”

  Zack smirked, gncing askance at the twins before meeting Amanda's gaze. “Well, they did seem to enjoy the show st time,” he admitted, gncing over as he heard Samantha inhale sharply, the redhead nibbling her bottom lip.

  “It was quite the performance,” Amanda admitted teasingly, looking at Samantha as well, smiling at the envy she saw in the redhead's emerald eyes, “Even if it was a little embarrassing to have an audience like that.”

  “Naw, it's more fun that way,” Zack admitted with a ugh, fshing Samantha a grin, the girl taking another slip of her drink and gncing down into it.

  “Well, you definitely get used to it,” the redhead murmured, blushing a bit before finishing her drink as the next song came on, “Anyway, I like this one, lets get back out there, okay?”

  “Oh, way to change the subject!” Zack ughed teasingly, Samantha shooting him a faux-annoyed look.

  “Quiet you!” she replied pyfully, shooting him a smirk, “and maybe I'll take you up on that offer from before.”

  Zack grinned as they joined the dancing crowd. “Have I told you I love you tely?” he inquired with a ugh, Samantha rolling her eyes in amusement in response.

  “No, and it's really not fair because I keep forgetting!” she ughed, finding herself seriously considering the difficulty involved in slipping behind the DJ booth without being noticed.

  Zack grinned, leaning in a little closer, the girl's heart suddenly racing. “I guess I'll just have to show you, then,” he replied slyly, Samantha swallowing hard.

  “Not a good idea...” she murmured, gncing about at the other children around them as Zack chuckled softly.

  “It's really tempting, though,” he remarked, sighing softly at the feeling that was slowly creeping through his body, the boy taking advantage of the moment to move momentarily closer, brushing his hardness against her.

  Samantha inhaled sharply, the sensation going straight through her. “D-Don't...” she hissed, gncing around again, her cheeks flushing a bit.

  “Why not?” Zack inquired teasingly, finding himself amused by how several other couples were doing their best to not dance too close together for some reason.

  “People'll see,” Samantha replied, nibbling her bottom lip, the idea sending a wave of desire through her that she quickly pushed back against, “It's easier if we just keep them all guessing.”

  “You're making it real hard to do that,” the boy chuckled, brushing against her again, Samantha's fingers pressing harder against his back, “Can't I just kiss you?”

  Samantha clenched her teeth, her eyes going wide, the girl dancing a bit awkwardly. “Don't even joke about that!” she whispered back, her lips quivering, desperate to press them against his.

  “Fine, I guess I'll just stop kissing you then,” Zack teased, Samantha giving him a look that momentarily bordered on panic before she calmed herself and narrowed her eyes at him.

  “Don't joke about that either,” she said sternly, Zack grinning down at her.

  “You know, we could kiss over behind the booth,” he suggested, the girl swallowing hard, knowing he was right.

  “True and real,” Samantha murmured, gncing over towards the DJ booth, the man behind the table cast mostly in shadow except for the light of his ptop screen, “And he does seem a bit distracted at the moment.”

  Zack grinned. “Okay, after this song, we'll grab a drink and quietly vanish for a little bit,” he said, Samantha finding herself nodding along before pausing, her eyes widening a bit as he remembered what Lydia had spiked the drinks with.

  “Um, yeah, that should be fine,” Samantha said quickly, giving Zack a nervous smile as the two finished off the song together...

  *****

  As the song started up, Lydia gnced over at Cra and smily slyly. “So, did you want to dance or not?” she inquired, the other girl inhaling sharply and nibbling her bottom lip.

  “My parents probably wouldn't approve,” she said nervously, Lydia rolling her eyes at the idea.

  “Now that's just all the more reason to do it,” the goth-girl replied with a chuckle, reaching out and taking Cra's hand, causing her firm little body to stiffen in suddenly fear, “Besides, it's not like it's a slow song!”

  “I... I don't think...” she stammered.

  “Oh, just rex and enjoy it!” Lydia chuckled teasingly, pulling Cra closer before taking a step back, her partner stumbling a little before finding her feet as the two found themselves mixed in with the crowd.

  “People are looking, though,” Cra whispered nervously, gncing about but finding most of the other children had better things to do than stare.

  Lydia giggled softly, resisting the urge to give them something to stare at. “Good, it'll make you more popur at your next school when word gets around,” she teased, Cra staring back at her with wide hazel eyes.

  “What'd you mean?” she asked quickly, her voice shaking a little.

  Smirking, Lydia gnced over at a small group of boys who'd chosen to sit this one out. They were definitely stealing gnces, she noted. “Well, it'll make you that much more popur with the boys, that's for sure.”

  Cra grimaced a little, her body giving a little bit of a shudder. “I'll pass on that, thanks,” she replied quietly with a bit of a nervous ugh.

  “So you really are into girls then, aren't you?” Lydia inquired teasingly, lowering her voice and smiling to herself as she watched the girl's cheeks flush hotly.

  “Um, I'm still figuring things out,” Cra muttered, gncing askance, trying to ignore the hungry look in Lydia's pale green eyes as the goth girl's movements seemed to merge almost perfectly with the beat of the song.

  Looming closer, almost touching her, Lydia lowered her voice, making it just loud enough for the shy girl to hear. “You know, I'm very good at figuring things out,” she purred, Cra's pale face going even redder as her heart pounded in her chest, the girl stopping her attempts at dancing for a moment.

  “I ah... barely know you,” Cra stammered, a mix of embarrassment and excitement making it hard for the girl to think.

  “That actually makes things easier, don't you think?” Lydia inquired encouragingly, gncing askance at the boys before brushing her nose against Cra's, the other girl jumping at the sensation.

  “H-How...?” Cra ughed nervousness, swallowing hard as she cautiously looked up at Lydia through her bangs.

  The goth-girl gave a slow shrug. “It means things'll be a lot less weird afterwards if it turns out you don't like it,” she expined, giving a small, teasing smile, “Not that I don't think you would. After all, being with a girl as pretty as you would likely make me want to try all the harder, don't you think?”

  Cra swallowed hard again, the girl taking a deep breath. “I guess...” she managed, trying to process everything Lydia had said.

  “Besides, it'd be good practice,” Lydia chuckled teasingly, gncing over at her friends, “I mean, you're going to do things with Samantha eventually, right? Wouldn't you want to know what you're doing first? Maybe impress her a little?”

  “I- Ah...” Cra stammered, her body shaking, the girl looking a little overwhelmed.

  Lydia giggled softly, taking a step back, her hands sliding up to Cra's shoulders and down her arms. “I think you need to rex a little,” the dark-haired girl said reassuringly, her hands taking hold of Cra's and giving them a squeeze, “Come on. Let's get you a drink to calm your nerves.”

  Her cheeks flushing a bit, Cra nodded, letting Lydia guide her over to the refreshment table, the two needing to wait a moment for several other children to get their drinks. Barely noticing them, Cra found herself lost in thought for a moment. Lydia's offer wasn't entirely out of the question, she supposed, but if she was going to actually do things with someone, it'd better with someone she knew.

  “Red or green?” Lydia inquired with a teasing smile, Cra shaking her head to bring herself back into the moment.

  “Oh, ah red, I guess,” she replied quickly, the girl suddenly smiling, pleased to see Samantha and the others making her way over as well.

  Meeting Lydia's gaze, Samantha raised an eyebrow as the goth girl poured out a cup of the crimson liquid. “Make mine a double,” the redhead said teasingly, the slender dark-haired girl smirking knowingly.

  “You sure you can handle it?” Lydia inquired, Samantha letting out a ugh that let Lydia know that what she had done wasn't entirely a secret.

  Samantha shrugged. “Hey, nothing bad happened st time,” she replied, gncing at Amanda who seemed a little confused as to what was actually going on.

  Lydia raised an eyebrow before smirking and turning her attention back to Cra. “Here you go,” she said sweetly, “I'm more of a fan of the green, myself. It almost reminds me of absinthe.”

  “Well, I guess if you like drinking tree...” Evan muttered, trying not to ugh as the look Lydia shot him.

  “It does do wonderful things for your creativity, though,” the goth-girl noted, raising an eyebrow at the boy as she sipped her drink, Cra following suit, not wanting to be rude.

  “Would that make you more or less troublesome?” Samantha inquired teasingly, Lydia giving a shrug.

  “More trouble in the long run,” she replied, enjoying the way the amber made her skin tingle, “Much like any good caper, these things take time to pn.”

  “Don't I know it,” Evan chuckled, taking a chance of the green as well, the boy frowning a little as he noticed the subtle bite of alcohol in it.

  “He's not just a genius,” Samantha said quickly as Amanda gave the boy a curious look, the redhead taking a deep breath at the momentary excitement that washed over her at the thought of past shenanigans, “He's also a criminal mastermind.”

  “Part time, really,” Evan replied with a shrug, Zack grinning in amusement.

  “Imagine if you two worked together,” he chuckled teasingly.

  “The world would never be the same,” Samantha admitted with a grin, everyone gncing over as another slow song started to py.

  “Drink!” Zack excimed, raising his cup, pleased to see that everyone else was following his example as he knocked back his cup of red, the boy's body giving a deep shudder. Someone had definitely spiked it with something, Zack wasn't quite sure with what, though.

  “Your turn,” Samantha chuckled as Evan blinked several times and gave his head a shake, almost loosing his gsses.

  “There are most definitely shenanigans afoot,” he said quietly as Samantha slipped her arms about him, the boy tossing his empty cup into the garbage.

  “Yeah, but I think she lowered their level this time around,” Samantha pondered, Evan looking momentarily confused before quickly catching on.

  “What did she put in the punch?” Evan inquired, the girl gncing over at Lydia and Cra before chuckling to herself.

  “Oh, same stuff as at Halloween and New Years,” Samantha replied with a shrug, “I think she's trying to figure out the right amount to make sure everyone has fun without becoming raving sex fiends.”

  “Or without forgetting most of it,” Evan pondered, his memories of Halloween still fuzzy in pces in a way that still bothered.

  Samantha nodded in agreement, her own memories of that evening even more annoyingly missing a few pieces. “I'm not sure a primary school dance is the best pce to test it, but I do like how it makes me feel,” she admitted, the redhead pressing herself closer to Evan, the boy inhaling sharply as she rubbed against his erection.

  “And, as a bonus,” Evan said quickly with a chuckle, the boy pushing back the urge to grope the girl's bottom in response, “If you get pulled over while using it and they ask if your drunk, you can just say, 'no officer, I'm not drunk, I'm just horny!'”

  Throwing her head back and ughing, Samantha's heart fluttered a bit, the girl reminded of why she loved Evan so much. “Well, that'd expin why you were naked when I pulled you over!” the girl replied with a grin, Evan blushing a bit at the idea.

  “Is that your pn for when you reach a hundred-thousand subscribers?” the boy inquired a bit teasingly, Samantha rolling her eyes and trying not to ugh as the two spun about in a slow circle together.

  “Well, I'm sure I'll be old enough to drive by then,” she replied half-dismissively, but also half-wondering what it might be like to go on a naked road trip. It'd certainly make stopping for petrol more interesting.

  “It's only illegal if you get caught,” Evan commented teasingly, the two grinning mischievously at one another for a moment, Samantha having to stop herself from kissing him.

  “Oh, speaking of getting caught,” the girl said with a thoughtful look as she gnced over at the DJ booth, “Zack came up with an idea, and maybe it's the amber talking, but I think it might be fun.”

  Evan raised a pale eyebrow, the boy trying not to ugh, certain that any pn Zack came up with would be fun, but also dangerous if they got caught. “I'm all ears,” he replied, blinking away the sparks of odd colours in his peripheral vision.

  Samantha frowned thoughtfully, trying to find the best way to put it, the girl mindful of the other nearby children who might overhear her. “Well, it is awful dark behind the DJ booth,” she whispered, bringing her lips dangerously close to his ear, the girl fighting off the urge to nibble it, “And, as long as we were quiet, we could get away with a few things.”

  The boy nodded slowly in agreement, smiling to himself as he noted another point in Zack's favour. “Pretty much anything, really,” Evan mused, admitting that although there were safer pces to get up to things, the potential for getting caught would definitely make it a way more interesting proposition for the girl.

  “You think Lydia would cover for us?” Samantha inquired, Evan letting out the tiniest ugh at the notion.

  “I think she'd be proud of Zack for coming up with it,” the boy chuckled, tracing his fingers slowly up and down the girl's spine, “Plus don't forget Amanda. She'd totally have your back.”

  Samantha smirked, gncing over at Zack as he danced with the tall blond girl a short distance away. “She'd probably want to come along,” the redhead giggled, meeting Evan's gaze with a look that made the boy swallow hard, “but then, so would Lydia.”

  “I'm okay with that if you are,” Evan replied in a half-serious tone, Samantha ughing quietly and shaking her head.

  “Why wouldn't I be, silly?” she said with amusement, leaning in just close enough to brush her nose against his, “Maybe I'd even do some things with her.”

  Evan smirked teasingly, the boy trying not to let on the way his heart pounded in his chest. “Promises, promises,” he said quietly, looking away as not to give away how he really felt about the idea.

  “Hey, I always keep my promises,” Samantha replied faux-defensively, the girl frowning a bit as she noticed that the song was coming to a end.

  “Just one more reason for me to love you,” the boy chuckled, Samantha's heart fluttering again, the girl seriously wondering if anyone would notice if they kissed.

  “Then why don't you?” she replied with a teasingly challenging smile, Evan's eyes going wide for a second as he almost blurted out something before ughing and shaking his head.

  “How about I show you how much I love you over there?” the boy replied after a moment, feeling rather conscious of the looks the two were receiving.

  Samantha gnced at the DJ booth again. It was a dangerous and exciting prospect, but part of her wasn't entirely sure. They were at school, after all, and getting caught doing -things- in such a pce wouldn't exactly be a good thing. Still, the danger it posed was rather exciting. Maybe after another drink, Samantha mused...

  *****

  “My turn!” Amanda ughed, the girl blushing a little as she held her hand out to Zack, the boy grinning in response, giving Samantha and Evan a quick gnce before taking the girl's hand.

  “You know, this is really going to keep them guessing,” Zack chuckled, the girl grinning back at him.

  “As it should be,” she agreed with a nod, taking a deep breath as she felt the boy's free hand slip about her waist, “but I'm pretty sure the truth's way more complicated than anything they'd be able to figure out.”

  Zack nodded in agreement, giving Amanda's hand a quick squeeze before releasing it and holding her closer. “Their loss,” the boy replied with a shrug and a sly grin, “Honestly, I gotta be real with ya, the more complicated things get around here, the more fun things seem to get.”

  Laughing Amanda grinned as Zack's arms wrapped around her, the girl sighing softly at how good it felt to be held by him. “Sounds like you pn on making things even more complicated,” Amanda teased, her arms wrapping about the boy as he held her close.

  “Well, I guess that depends on how much you like the current level of complicated,” Zack expined with an equally teasing grin, “I mean, we were thinking of maybe... 'complicating things' in a bit more this evening. If you're up for it, maybe you can join in.”

  Amanda raised an eyebrow, letting Zack guide the two across the floor, their bodies swaying together as they made slow circles between the other dancers. “You're going to do something naughty, aren't you?” the girl whispered, her heart racing a little without even knowing what it might be.

  Zack's grin widened, the boy nodding slowly. “There's a dark spot no one seems to notice so much,” he expined, gncing over at the DJ booth, “we were thinking we might take advantage of that.”

  “Who else are ya gonna take advantage of?” the blond girl inquired teasingly, Zack letting out a bit of a ugh.

  “I dunno, Amy's been giving Evan a few interesting looks tely, maybe I'll see what I can do about that,” he pondered, giving the girl a thoughtful look, “But you're definitely on the list.”

  Amanda ughed, shaking her head in amusement, her hands pressing a little more firmly into his back as she felt a shiver of excitement go through her body. “So you're keeping a list, then?” she inquired half-seriously through her bemused smile, “Is it just the girls on my team or do you have designs on anyone else?”

  Zack paused for a moment, his shoe making a rather loud squeak against the polished floorboards as he stumbled a little. “Well, I mean, there's girls here I wouldn't say 'no' to,” he said quickly, stumbling a little over his words, “But honestly, it's more fun if you get to know someone first, ya know?”

  “So that's a yes to my team mates, then?” Amanda inquired with a pyful smirk, Zack grinning and letting out a quiet ugh, the boy quickly regaining his footing.

  “Hey, it's not my fault you rugby girls are all so hot,” Zack replied with amusement, his hands slowly sliding down Amanda's back, “Not to mention so deliciously firm.”

  Amanda inhaled sharply, the blond girl's cheeks flushing hotly. “So you like athletic girls then, eh?” she inquired with a bit of an embarrassed giggle, the boy letting out another small ugh as he gnced over at Samantha and Evan.

  “Well, yeah, I mean that's kind what I've grown up with,” Zack expined teasingly, “Hey, I knew sporty girls were hot before I knew what hot was!”

  Grinning with amusement, Amanda moved closer, hugging herself against Zack and closing her eyes as she rested her head against his shoulder. “I wish we'd become friends sooner,” she said softly, her tone a little sad.

  Nodding slowly in agreement, Zack ran his fingers through Amanda's long blond hair before remembering that there were people all around them. “Better te than never,” he chuckled softly, taking a bit of a step back and deciding to risk touching the girl's cheek as she stared up into his eyes, “but I guess we did meet just as things were getting more interesting.”

  “I like it when things get interesting,” Amanda said softly, Zack finding himself lost in the mix of adoration and desire he saw in the girl's blue eyes.

  Smiling, the boy resisted the urge to kiss her. “Does that mean you'll join us?”

  Amanda giggled, the girl nodding slowly, her eyes going wide as Zack finally gave in, giving her a quick, but firm kiss that left Amanda's whole body tingling. “Whoa... careful...” the girl breathed, blushing as she gnced about.

  Chuckling softly, Zack fshed her a quick grin. “I saw Evan kiss you earlier, so I thought it was only fair.”

  Amanda giggled, the girl panting softly as her heart raced. “I'm good with that then,” she replied, giving the boy a teasing look, “But I guess that means I gotta kiss Samantha next.”

  Zack raised his eyebrows in surprise before grinning broadly. “Well, it's only fair!” he ughed, feeling a little sad as the song came to its conclusion, the two stepping back, holding one another's hands for just a brief moment before letting go.

  Amanda grinned back at him as numerous small conversations momentarily sprang up around them in the silence between songs. “You know what?” she chuckled with a teasing grin, “I think I agree with you. The more complicated things get, they funner they get...!”

  *****

  Gncing over at her friends as they once more paired up, Lydia stepped a little closer to Cra as the slow song began. “How're you feeling?” she inquired casually, the auburn haired girl taking a deep breath, not quite sure how to answer.

  “I ah, think I drank that too fast,” she replied, closing her eyes and giving her head a bit of a shake, giving Lydia the opportunity she needed to wrap her arms about the girl and pull her into a slow dance, “Hey-! Wait-!”

  Lydia let out a quiet ugh, slowly shaking her head as Cra blushed hard, gncing sheepishly up at her. “Seriously,” the dark-haired girl murmured reassuringly, “at our age, no one's going really notice or care if two girls dance. You country folk really need to learn to rex.”

  Cra swallowed hard and nodded slowly, the girl doing her best to ignore the way Lydia's touch made her body tingle, warmth radiating from Lydia's slender form. “Well, it's just... my parents kinda take a dim view of some stuff, and I really need to keep how I feel a secret.”

  Lydia sighed heavily, rolling her pale green eyes and shaking her head slowly. “I guess this is what they call 'culture shock' or something,” she muttered before smirking mischievously at Cra, “You know, things are different in the Capital. You can get away with so many things there. People just have better stuff to do than be busy bodies like they do in small towns.”

  Nodding slowly Cra did her best to rex a little. “People do tend to gossip a lot here,” she admitted glumly, only to find herself inhaling sharply, distracted by the way her dance partner's long, slender fingers caressed her back.

  “Well, I'm sure our generation can change that,” Lydia chuckled softly, Cra keeping her head down a little under the intensity of her gaze, “Honestly, it probably wouldn't take too much effort to change the way people view the world. We just need to give people the right incentive is all. Just a little nudge in the right direction, you know?”

  Cra let out a nervous chuckle. “I don't think two girls slow dancing is going to make that happen,” she replied, Lydia once more sighing heavily, her hands moving downwards, holding dangerously close to the girl's bottom.

  “The longest journey begins with a single step,” Lydia quoted, Cra giving her a bit of a confused look but nodding slowly anyway, “Don't worry, there are all sorts of small things we can do to affect change. To shape the world into the pce we want it to be. All without having to do anything fshy or dramatic.”

  “Just one little step at a time?” Cra inquired a little more brightly, lifting her head and blushing a bit as she caught the look in Lydia's eyes.

  “Well, to be fair,” Lydia replied with a slow shrug, “it's more like a number of people all taking small steps together, but combined it all makes a lot of much bigger steps.”

  Cra furrowed her brow, not really understanding. Gncing about, no one did seem to be paying them any real attention, so there was that. As the two girls danced, Cra soon found herself rexing.

  “You know,” she chuckled softly, giving Lydia shy gnce, “This isn't so bad. I mean, it's not like we're doing anything weird, right?”

  Lydia gave her a slow shrug, her smile becoming mischievous. “We always could, though,” the dark-haired girl replied teasingly, noting the way Cra's expression mixed embarrassment with a hint of interest at the idea and reasoning that the girl might need another drink.

  Letting out a nervous giggle, Cra shook her head slowly. “I don't think doing anything too crazy is a such a good idea,” she responded a little nervously, Lydia sighing softly and deciding that Cra definitely needed another drink.

  “What if no one could see us, though?” the goth-girl inquired after a moment, gncing about the room and spotting the door that lead to the equipment room. It was likely locked, but it certainly didn't have to stay that way.

  Cra blushed harder, her eyes going wide as she gnced down at the space between them. “Um... You mean like, here? Now...?” she stammered, Lydia chuckling softly at her reaction.

  “Well, in a bit,” she replied carefully, narrowing her eyes a little and gncing at the other children, the small bit of amber in her system just enough to let her see a few tiny flickers of colour if she concentrated hard enough, “After everyone's... more rexed. Less likely to notice small oddities.”

  The shy girl nodded as Lydia suddenly met Jeff's gaze, the man's eyebrows going up as he saw the two girls dancing. She'd definitely have to touch base with him once the song was done. Picking a lock in the dark wasn't exactly easy, but it'd be easier if he was there to distract the only other adult who might notice.

  “Well, I am feeling a tiny bit light-headed,” Cra admitted with a frown, suspecting it was just her nervousness.

  Lydia gnced back at her and smiled. Maybe a she should talk to the boy with the alcohol, the girl mused. It did mix rather well with amber, after all, and a bit more wouldn't hurt.

  “Oh, I can make you feel like you're walking on air given the chance,” Lydia replied slyly, Cra swallowing hard and giggling at the things the girl's words did to her.

  “Maybe some other time,” Cra replied shyly, finding herself disappointed as the song ended, wondering just what things Lydia had in mind, but still too nervous to want to find out just yet.

  Sighing softly, Lydia reluctantly took a step back, her hands momentarily caressing the girl's side before slipping away. “I'll hold you to that,” the dark-haired girl replied with a teasing smile before stepping into the crowd, leaving Cra half-wondering what had just happened...

  *****

  Getting herself another drink Samantha held her cup to her lips, sipping carefully, letting it rex the nervousness she felt as she stood with her back to the buffet table, facing the boys and Amanda. “So... we sure about this?” the redhead inquired with a giggle, nibbling her bottom lip.

  “We should probably poke at our neighbour first, though,” Evan replied, looking about for a moment before spotting Jeff talking to Lydia, the boy frowning as he pondered what that implied.

  “Last thing we need is our geography teacher catching us,” Zack agreed with a chuckle, spotting the woman talking to the man at the DJ booth.

  “I'm suddenly gd my dad's not here,” Amanda chuckled, gncing over as well, the woman clearly trying to flirt, “He's almost as clueless with women as my brother is.”

  “My dad's cousin is single, I guess we could've volunteered him,” Samantha chuckled, the girl raising an eyebrow as Jeff suddenly started walking purposely past the group, the man giving her a quick, nervous gnce.

  The children stopped and stared, amazed as Jeff proceeded to walk right up the the teacher and start talking to her, the woman suddenly seeming rather pleased, ughing at something he'd said.

  “Did we just fall into a parallel universe?” Evan inquired rhetorically, Samantha shaking her head in disbelief as Jeff encouraged the teacher out onto the dance floor and actually began dancing with her.

  “Well, she seems happy enough,” Zack added with a ugh, gncing at Samantha, “Which means, they're both distracted.”

  The redhead took a deep breath and a deeper sip of her drink. “Okay, let's do this,” Samantha giggled nervously, letting the warm, tingling sensation flood her senses before gncing over at Amanda, “You still in?”

  The blond girl chuckled nervously, giving a bit of a grin as she nodded before finishing her drink. “Let's do this,” she agreed a little hesitantly, gncing about to make sure the rest of her team wasn't paying too much attention.

  “Should've brought my camera,” Zack chuckled softly as he lead the way, Samantha pyfully smacking his arm.

  “The lighting's terrible anyway,” she chided teasingly as the group wove through their dancing cssmates and soon found themselves in the corner of the room.

  Taking a moment to make sure that no one, especially not the adults were paying attention, the group made use of the shadows to quietly but quickly scurry to the retive darkness behind the DJ booth.

  The music was a bit more muted there, but was certainly loud enough to conceal any noises they made. It also took a moment for the children's eyes to get used to the near ck of light, which also gave time for the amber to steady everyone's nerves.

  “So, what's the pn?” Samantha inquired a little nervously, the boys gncing at one another, sharing bemused smiles before Zack motioned towards her and gave a nod.

  Evan chuckled softly and nodded in reply before walking up and slipping his arms around Samantha as Zack did the same to Amanda. “They have unfinished business,” the blond boy chuckled softly, Samantha giggling as the boy pressed his lips to hers, the sensation flooding through the girl, bringing with it an odd sense of relief.

  Sighing happily, Samantha tilted her head a bit to one side, smiling a little as she felt, more than heard Evan let out a soft, happy moan. This was a proper kiss. One they couldn't have had in front of everyone after all, and Samantha felt herself melting into the boy's arms. She only hoped that Amanda felt the same.

  Samantha was, after all, letting her borrow Zack while she was busy with Evan. It wasn't like she could do this with both boys at once, after all. Not that she didn't wish there was a way to do it.

  Feeling Evan's hands squeeze her bottom, Samantha sighed happily, the boy's fingers squeezing firmly, sending a lovely sensation through her young body. Pushing her tongue past his lips, the girl giggled a little as she tasted a hint of sweetness on his tongue, imaging it to be the amber Samantha knew was in his drink.

  Lydia had clearly only put enough in to give everyone a light buzz, but it seemed to be enough. The looming threat of other curious children coming around to look to see what was behind the booth not bothering her in the slightest, but the idea of it happening definitely giving her a pleasant tingle.

  Hearing a soft moan, Samantha opened one eye and gnced over in time to see Zack's hand pressed against Amanda's chest, the boy's fingers finding her nipple beneath the navy blue fabric of her dress.

  'So eager!' Samantha mused with a giggle as she continued to kiss Evan, their lips parting now and then, the boy's tongue licking hungrily, her own tongue teasing his before pressing close again.

  Her breath quickening, Samantha found it increasingly more difficult to ignore the way the boy's hardness pressed against her, Evan shifting occasionally, rubbing himself against her body.

  Their lips parting, Samantha took a quick gnce around. No one was there to see them. Why not take things further? Reaching down, Samantha tugged at the hem of her dress, lifting it just enough before taking Evan's hand and putting it underneath.

  “You know better than to be shy with me,” the girl giggled teasingly as Evan's fingers pressed against the warmth of her panties, the boy giving a nervous chuckle before giving her another deep kiss.

  “I love you so much,” Evan breathed, the boy kissing a line across Samantha's cheek to the side of her neck, the girl's heart beating faster as his fingers gently rubbed against her.

  “Then don't stop...” Samantha whimpered, her body quivering, unable to be sure if it was the amber making her so wet or just the situation and who she was with.

  “I don't think I can,” Evan replied, inhaling sharply as Samantha's fingers pressed against his hardness, the boy nibbling her ear, making the girl let out a soft, helpless whimper.

  Closing her eyes, Samantha nodded a little, the idea of Evan not being able to stop suddenly feeling incredibly enticing. Could he really get that turned on? Could he really be unable to stop even if she asked? Even if she begged? The idea was weirdly hot, the girl squeezing her thighs together against the boy's hand as her body gave a deep shudder.

  Evan was so quiet and polite, but Samantha knew how he could get when she really got him going. When Evan really let go, he always gave it to her so hard and fast, so desperately. He made love to her like he'd never have another chance to do it again, and afterwards, Evan always held Samantha like a drowning man clinging to a life preserver.

  There was no doubt in Samantha's mind how much Evan loved her. But would he be able to ignore her if she told him to stop? What if one day he ploughed her so so hard that it hurt, but at the same time, she didn't want him to stop. If he noticed, would he? Evan loved her, he'd hate to hurt her, but what if... what if Samantha wanted him to hurt her, just a little?

  Inhaling sharply, Samantha was brought back into reality as she felt Evan's hand slip inside her panties, the boy's finger warm against her already moist folds. Her breath quickening, Samantha leaned back a little, feeling Evan's fingers rubbing gently across her skin, the boy's middle finger gently pressing against her opening.

  Leaning back a bit, Samantha met Evan's gaze, the girl panting hard as the sensation flooded her senses. “You okay?” the boy chuckled softly, Samantha nodding slowly, brushing her nose against Evan's before giving him a quick kiss.

  “It's just the amber,” the girl giggled, nibbling her bottom lip as her hand slid between them, rubbing her fingers against the boy's hardness through his trousers.

  Evan nodded, smiling knowingly as his finger pushed a little more firmly, slipping inside the heated wetness, the girl's inner muscles squeezing him tightly. “At least Lydia didn't over do it this time,” he chuckled in agreement.

  The girl's body quivering, Samantha's shaking fingers pulled down Evan's zipper as she fshed him a grin. “She'll probably add more next time,” Samantha giggled teasingly, Evan's eyes going wide as she pulled out his shaft, squeezing it firmly, gently stroking it.

  Nodding slowly, Evan nibbled his bottom lip, both children gncing down as he pushed his finger deeper, his thumb gently rubbing against the girl's clit. “This is crazy...” the boy murmured, his body shuddering, the feeling of exposure only making him harder.

  “We ah... we can can get crazier,” Samantha whispered, gncing up at Evan for a second, her hand moving faster as her breath quickened, the boy's fingers moving faster.

  Meeting her gaze, Evan's cheeks flushed, his heart racing. “Think we can get away with it?” he inquired, the boy gncing askance at Zack and Amanda, the two kissing passionately, Zack's hand under her skirt making Evan smile.

  “Think I care?” Samantha panted with a bit of a ugh, the girl pressing herself closer to Evan, her body shaking harder as his thumb pressed harder, making quick circles against her clit.

  Swallowing hard, Evan closed his eyes, smiling happily as he buried his face in Samantha's hair, the girl's free hand clinging desperately to his back as she squeezed his shaft harder. Letting out a muffled, whimpering groan, Samantha hid her face against Evan's shoulder as his finger struggled to move inside of her as her muscles squeezed him hard.

  Hearing the song come to an end, Evan's heart raced, the boy gncing up through the girl's hair, hoping that the DJ couldn't hear the soft whimpering moans that seemed to fill the air. His body tensing, Evan did his best to keep moving his fingers, knowing better than to stop despite the danger.

  Yelping a bit as he felt Samantha bite his shoulder, Evan almost ughed, the girl letting out a sudden, desperate cry as the next song starting up. Staring at the thin curtain that separated them from the DJ, Evan waited several seconds, half-expecting the man to come around and catch the group.

  After a few moments, with no sign of adults, Evan rexed, smiling as Samantha's body quivered against him, his free hand brushing back her long red hair as she caught her breath. Gncing over at Zack and Amanda, the boy almost ughed, Amanda blushing hard as she looked back at him with a nervous smile, her body trembling at whatever Zack's hand was doing under her skirts.

  “Looks like they're having fun,” Evan chuckled, smiling as Samantha lifted her head, the girl's eyes unfocused for a moment, her cheeks flushed.

  Swallowing hard and taking a few deep breaths, Samantha giggled softly as she reached down to take Evan's hand and move it away from her. “Boys will be boys,” she panted with a teasing smile, the girl then sucking Evan's moist finger into her mouth.

  Taking a deep breath, Evan swallowed hard, the boy wondering just how far they could go without getting caught. “This is why I always ask myself 'what would Zack do?' in situations like this,” he admitted, making the redhead giggle.

  “Well, he is making a good example,” Samantha commented teasingly, momentarily confusing Evan as she knelt down in front of him, the girl smirking up at him as the boy's shaft rested against her cheek.

  Evan could only give a nervous ugh, his gaze locked with the redhead's as she grinned up at him, the girl slowly stroking his shaft. Nibbling his bottom lip nervously, Evan gnced about to make sure they weren't being watched, the boy ran his fingers through Samantha's hair, the girl grinning up at him mischievously.

  Without a word, Samantha gave the underside of Evan's shaft a long slow lick, the girl moaning hungrily, giggling at the way the boy's body quivered before sucking it into her mouth. Sighing happily, Samantha smiled as best she could, enjoying the way he filled her mouth, the soft texture of his skin against her tongue making her body squirm a little.

  Gncing over at her friends, Samantha gave Amanda a teasing look, the blond girl's eyes going wide with amazement. “No way...” she said to quietly to be heard over the music, Samantha giggling as she once more swallowed Evan's shaft.

  Gncing at Zack, the boy gave a bemused smile, shrugging helplessly as Amanda nibbled her bottom lip, needing a moment to decide. “This is barking mad,” the girl muttered, shaking her head slowly with a bit of a giggle, the hunger she saw in the boy's eyes suddenly sending pleasant tingles through Amanda's body, “Yeah, okay. Why not?”

  Taking a deep breath, Amanda dropped down onto her knees, Zack's expression a mix of amazement and desire as the girl took hold of his shaft. Gncing over at Samantha and Evan, Amanda smiled. If she can do it, so can I, the girl told herself before sucking the boy's shaft into her mouth.

  Letting out a soft gasp, Zack grabbed twin handfuls of Amanda's long blond hair, the boy needing a moment to catch his breath, his gaze casting over to his friends. Evan's expression was blissful, the boy needing a moment before noticing Zack and grinning back at his friend.

  “Race ya,” Zack said just loud enough to be heard over the music, Evan's eyes going wide in response as he forced back a ugh.

  “I wasn't aware that this was competition,” the blond boy chuckled, gncing down at Samantha who was giving Zack a sidelong gnce, the girl raising an eyebrow at him.

  Zack shrugged, the boy taking several long, slow, deep breaths. “Hey, you've heard of 'casual sex' right?” he replied with a sly grin, “Well, think of this as 'ranked, competitive sex.'”

  Samantha let out a muffled snort of ughter, the girl gagging a little on Evan's shaft, her hands holding onto his thighs for support. Gncing up at him, the girl smiled as best she could, finding the idea rather amusing.

  “Well, looks like it's on,” Evan chuckled, Samantha giving him a sly look as she took hold of the base of his shaft, her other hand cupping the boy's balls, giving them a gentle squeeze that caused him to exhale loudly.

  Gncing at Amanda, Samantha was amused to note the way the blond girl's cheeks had flushed at the notion, but she did seem to be trying her best nonetheless. Bobbing her head quickly, Amanda's cheeks hollowed somewhat, the girl clearly sucking Zack's shaft as hard as she could.

  Giggling softly, Samantha knew she had the advantage, having lost track of the number of times she'd done this with the boys. Slipping her tongue between the head of Evan's shaft and his foreskin, the redhead caressed the underside as she sucked him, the boy closing his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth.

  The amber was probably making it feel even better, the girl mused, making things all the easier. Slowly sliding her wriggling tongue around his circumference, Samantha's fingers moved randomly, gently caressing Evan's balls, the girl's other hand squeezing tightly as she slowly stroked his shaft.

  “You're really pulling out all the stops,” Evan breathed, the boy straining as Samantha felt his balls tighten in her hand, the boy's shaft shuddering a little, throbbing deliciously in her mouth.

  Pulling back her tongue, Samantha carefully took Evan's foreskin in her teeth before pulling back her lips, the girl panting softly as she tugged at it, letting the skin slowly drag itself away from her grip.

  Smming a hand over his mouth, Evan's body jerked hard, the boy stomping his foot, trying to calm himself, his whole body shuddering hard. Grinning up at him, Samantha lifted the boy's shaft before caressing Evan's balls with her tongue, the girl unable to keep from imagining all the delicious cum he had waiting for her inside of them.

  Giggling at the boy's reaction, Samantha drew the ft of her tongue up along the length of Evan's shaft, her hand drawing his foreskin downwards as she narrowed her tongue in time to tease the underside of his head.

  “C-Careful-!” Evan managed, opening one eye as he gripped Samantha's shoulder's tightly, his body shaking hard, “I only have so much self-control!”

  Samantha smirked, giggling as she rolled her eyes. “Well, I am trying to make you cum...” she replied, Evan suppressing a ugh.

  “Cum, not scream!” the boy almost ughed in a harsh whisper, gncing over at the other two as Amanda sucked the underside of Zack's shaft, the girl tugging his foreskin into her mouth.

  Giving a teasing shrug, Samantha moaned happily as she sucked the head of Evan's shaft into her mouth. Screaming could wait until ter, the girl mused, caressing the boy's skin as she sucked him hard, Samantha's hand gliding quickly up and down his length. As much fun as she was having, the girl knew that vanishing for an extended period of time was sort of a suspicious, so it was best to hurry things along.

  Meeting Amanda's gaze, the two girls smiled at each other the best they could, both of them breathing heavily, focused on their task as the boys stood as still as they could, their bodies shaking. They're both so close, Samantha mused, the idea sending a wave of desire through her body, the girl wishing she was brave enough to try something even more daring.

  A soft whimper escaping her lips, it was impossible to ignore how hot Amanda looked with her lips wrapped around Zack's shaft, Samantha wishing they were somewhere more private. Somewhere where she could lick Amanda out while Evan took her from behind.

  Letting out a muffled cry as the thought alone nearly set her off, Samantha moved her head in time with the stroking of her hand, bobbing it up and down as her lips sucked the boy harder. Breathing heavily through her nose, the girl silently begged for Evan's cum, desperate to feel his heat fill her mouth, to run her tongue through it, to swallow every st drop.

  Feeling Evan's shaft throb harder in her mouth as his balls seemed to tremble in her hand, Samantha sucked as hard as she could, the girl's tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft, sliding wetly up and down it. Feeling Evan's fingers dig into her shoulders, Samantha wished she could touch herself as she heard the boy's low groans over the music.

  If only Zack wasn't busy, he could give her what she needed, Samantha mused, the girl trying to push the thought out of her mind for the moment, trying to just focus on Evan. Both their bodies trembling with desire, Samantha felt a wave of joy crash through her as she heard Evan's muffled groaning grunt, the boy's hand covering his mouth again, his hips bucking forward of their own accord.

  All at once, Samantha felt the wonderful hot flood of thick, gooey semen in her mouth. Continuing to stroke his shaft hard and fast, Samantha held it in her mouth, letting it fill her. A blissful sense of well-being filling the girl as the boy emptied his load into her mouth, Samantha moaning happily.

  Only once Evan was spent did Samantha slowly pull her lips away, the girl's hand greedily stroking out the st of the boy's cum into her mouth before smiling up at him teasingly.

  Panting for breath, Evan gave Samantha a weak smile in return, the girl gncing over in time to watch as Zack came in Amanda's mouth, the boy tugging a bit at her long blond hair, making the tall girl squeal as his body trembled.

  Giggling softly, Samantha gave Evan a sly look, the boy letting out a bit of ugh as he panted heavily, his gsses having fallen askew, before standing up and resting her arms on his shoulders. Waiting for him to focus a bit better, Samantha made a show of swallowing several times, taking a bit of his cum at a time, savouring the way it felt going down.

  “You... you're too much,” the boy chuckled, Evan's eyes suddenly going wide as he looked past Samantha with a frightened expression.

  Her heart suddenly racing, a weight pressing down on her stomach, Samantha turned and faced the sight of an onlooker. It was a boy she didn't immediately recognize, but he more than likely shared a css or two with her.

  Hearing Amanda let out a startled cry, Samantha did her best to act natural, giving what she hoped was a casual smile as the boy stared at the group with a look of amazement.

  “Y- you're Samantha, aren't you?” the boy blurted out, his brain still processing what he'd seen, “The girl from V-star, right?”

  Samantha inhaled sharply, her body tensing, her stomach feeling heavy with sudden dread. “Um, uh... yeah?” she replied weakly, the boy's dark eyes wide with a mix of amazement and embarrassment.

  “Wow...” he stammered, swallowing hard as Amanda stepped closer to Samantha, the boys fnking the two, “I... can't believe you actually did that. That's crazy!”

  Samantha let out a small, nervous ugh. “Uh yeah, well, as far as anyone's concerned, you didn't see anything,” she said quickly, her heart pounding, “None of this ever happened!”

  The boy stared at her for a moment, his eyes darting in Zack and Evan's direction, suddenly realizing the situation he was in. “Oh, ah, um, yeah,” he said quickly with a nervous smile, “I... didn't mean to interrupt, I just heard something weird and decided to check it out, is all.”

  “Uh, just how much did you see anyway?” Amanda inquired, shooting Samantha a significant gnce as the blond girl recognized him from her history css.

  The boy blushed, gncing at his feet as he shuffled them a bit. “Um, mostly just the stuff at the end,” he confessed nervously, “I mean, I promise not to tell anyone... and I won't bring it up in a livestream or anything.”

  Samantha nodded, feeling a bit better about things. The boy didn't seem like the sort who'd bb anything to the whole school or anything. “Um, so what's your user name?” she inquired carefully, “Have you, um, been following me for a while?”

  The boy's body stiffened, gncing nervously askance. “Oh, ah um... 'Lecherous Dragon,'” he confessed, looking even more embarrassed, Amanda's stifled ugh not helping any, “I've ah, been following you for a while now... I really like your content, miss.”

  “Oh, I think I recognise that name,” Samantha chuckled nervously, feeling a bit embarrassed herself, the girl trying desperately to remember if he was one of the users she'd impulsively given “members only” permissions to, “Anyway, like I said, this never happened, okay? You saw nothing.”

  His dark eyes going wide, the boy nodded firmly once more. “Oh, ah, no worries,” he stammered, gncing askance as the four gave him a serious look, “I ah, really like your channel, so I wouldn't want anything to happen to it. I mean, that was, um, really cool to see, but I won't tell anyone about it if you don't want me to.”

  “I don't,” Samantha said with a bit of a ugh despite her serious tone.

  “But um, it was kinda neat to get a preview, though,” the boy remarked, Samantha's cheeks flushing hard, the girl pressing her lips together as she felt the weight in her stomach intensify. That certainly answered that question, she supposed.

  “Yeah, well, I'm just a kid from a small town with a silly V-Star channel, so there's no way I'm hitting a million,” the redhead replied dismissively, trying to ugh it off.

  “I guess that depends on how your acting career goes,” Amanda interjected, Samantha inhaling sharply, her body tensing. She hadn't much thought about that. If she did become even a little bit famous, some people might do enough digging to find her channel.

  “Hey, there's only so far bit parts can get you,” Samantha replied with a bit of a ugh, “there's really only so much work for 'child actors' out there, so maybe when I'm older.”

  “Yeah, that kinda sucks,” Lecherous_Dragon replied, the genuine disappointment in his tone becoming hopeful, “But do you think you'll get to a hundred thousand?”

  Samantha tensed again, trying to ignore Zack's quiet snicker. “Maybe. I guess we'll see,” she replied carefully, suddenly remembering the bumps in subscribers she'd been getting tely. Was she really willing to go that far, though? Showing off to the neighbour was one thing, but showing off to a hundred-thousand people? Some of who she went to school with...? Suddenly the idea felt terribly frightening.

  The boy frowned thoughtfully for a moment. “Well, seeing as it might not happen, do you think maybe you could um, given me a bit of an um, personal preview?” he asked, looking hopeful and embarrassed at the same time as he realised what he was asking.

  Samantha stared back at him, confused for a second before letting out a bit of a ugh. “You mean, like show you complete my ck of tits or something?” she replied a bit too loudly, the girl quickly lowering her voice, “I think you'd get a better show from Amanda, to be honestly.”

  The blond girl gave a snort of ughter. “Oh sure, drag me into this,” she commented, the boy giving a nervous ugh.

  “That'd be pretty cool,” he confessed, gncing away again, unable to hold the girl's gaze as he spoke the words, “but that's not really what I meant. I mean, um, could you give me a preview of the one million thing. I mean, I know it's kinda cheating, but um, you did it for him, so I'm guessing it's something you're cool with...”

  Samantha stared back at the boy she only knew the user name of for a moment, a mix of different emotions vying for dominance within her. Fighting the urge to blurt out the fact that Zack was one of her boyfriends, Samantha took a deep breath, slowly letting it out.

  “Uh, are you asking me to like, suck your thing?” the girl asked carefully, swinging her hand back and catching Zack's arm as she heard him snicker again, the look Amanda giving her almost perceptible without having to actually look back at her as Evan politely tried to hide his smile.

  Lecherous_Dragon blushed again, the boy swallowing hard and gncing at the back of the DJ booth. “I promise not to tell,” he said quietly as the song wound down, “And honestly, there's no way I'd win the video game competition when you get to one million, so like, this might be my only real chance, you know?”

  “Can't bme him for trying,” Evan murmured, Samantha sighing heavily and rolling her eyes. There were definitely some valid points being made, despite her uncertainty.

  Wetting her lips, the girl thought for a moment, gncing over at Amanda who seemed amused and a bit nervous, curious to see what would happen. “Um, well, as long as you know it's like, a one time thing,” Samantha said carefully, thankful that the next song was fairly loud and energetic, “And you really do need to keep it a secret. Last thing I need are like all my in town friends showing up on my door step asking for blow jobs or something.”

  Zack covered his mouth with both hands, desperately, but somewhat unsuccessfully trying not to ugh at the idea. Ignoring him, Samantha made a note to chastise him ter as Lecherous_Dragon thought things over.

  “Sounds fair,” he admitted with a nervous chuckle, the boy gncing about, “So, um, are we gonna do it like, right here?”

  Samantha rolled her eyes. “Well duh,” she muttered before giving the boy an appraising look. He was tall for his age, a little taller than Zack even, with broad enough shoulders and a solid enough build that could probably try out for the boys' rugby team if he wanted, but his soft-spokenness didn't exactly scream athlete.

  “I guess I'll help too,” Amanda chimed in, a hint of nervousness in her voice, Samantha doing a bit of a double take.

  “Really?” she inquired in amazement, wondering if it was the amber talking, or if Amanda would normally be cool with such an idea.

  The blond girl shrugged. “He helped me out a bit with a css assignment one time,” she chuckled. “Plus, it's not like we haven't done this sorta thing before.”

  Samantha blushed again, remembering the incident at the glory hole at the Three Wolves Tavern. “You're not wrong,” she agreed with a bit of a nervous chuckle, the girl hiking up the hem of her skirt before moving down onto her knees.

  “Should've brought my camera,” Zack chuckled, Samantha gncing over her shoulder at him and gring a bit, even though the idea was sorta hot, she had to admit.

  “Didn't you get enough sex already?” Amanda inquired teasingly, the girl kneeling down beside Samantha as Lecherous_Dragon stared at the two in amazement, hardly able to believe that not only was his request being taken seriously, but that TWO girls were going to fulfil it.

  Zack shrugged. “Hey, puberty's a bitch,” he chuckled with a grin, Evan nodding sagely in agreement, “do you know how often I can't sleep without getting one out?”

  “Yeah, I feel that,” Lecherous_Dragon agreed as Samantha rolled her eyes, the girl smirking in amusement, knowing full-well just how horny Zack could be.

  “Okay, let's do this,” the redhead said quietly, startling the boy a bit as she grabbed his belt and pulled him a little closer before undoing his trousers, “We only have so much time.”

  “No holding back now,” Amanda chided teasingly, the boy shaking his head quickly, his dark eyes going wide.

  “I won't, I ah, promise,” he said quickly, inhaling sharply as Samantha pulled down his boxers just enough to get a good look.

  “Oh, he's starting to get a bit fuzzy,” Amanda giggled, Samantha grinning, finding the burgeoning dark patch to be oddly cute.

  “So are you,” Samantha teased, pushing her shoulder against the blond girl's, Amanda giving her a shocked look.

  “Goodness! Have you been watching me in the shower again?” she demanded with mock indignation, “You perv!”

  Samantha smirked, giving a shrug as she pulled the boy's half-hard shaft free, her other hand scooping out his balls, his body giving a sudden shiver. “It's not my fault you're hot,” the redhead shot back, giving her friend a sly gnce, her hand casually stroking the boys shaft.

  “And you call him a perv,” Amanda teased, gncing back at Zack as she reached out and cupped the boys balls, her fingers gently fondling them, causing him to grit his teeth, staring incredulously at the two.

  “Well, he IS a perv,” Samantha giggled, rubbing slow circles against the head of Lecherous_Dragon's rapidly stiffening shaft.

  “Yeah, but that's part of his charm,” Amanda replied softly, the girl leaning closer, smiling mischievously as Samantha boldly met her gaze.

  “Well, he definitely likes to watch,” Samantha agreed in her best sultry tone, brushing her nose against the other girl's, the redhead's hand squeezing a little harder as she stroked the boy's shaft faster.

  “It's way more fun to be part of it, though,” Amanda countered teasingly, brushing her lips against Samantha's, the boy letting out a strangled sound, his body tensing as his shaft throbbed in the girl's hand.

  “Well, I do like being the center of attention,” Samantha admitted, her breath quickening, her heart pounding as she desperately resisted the urge to kiss the blond girl.

  “I'll have to try that some time,” Amanda giggled, gncing in the direction of the boys with a teasing smile before pressing her lips to Samantha's, both girls giggling softly.

  Reaching up, Amanda linked her fingers through Samantha's around the boy's shaft, the two slowly stroking him for a few moments before their lips finally parted.

  “Shall we?” Samantha inquired teasingly, gncing up at the sound of the boy's ragged, desperate breathing, the d clearly desperately trying to hold back.

  “Well, I'd hate to be called a tease,” Amanda chuckled, both girls grinning at one another before coming at the boy's shaft from opposite sides, their lips rejoining around it, their tongues gently caressing his skin.

  Gritting his teeth, the boy closed his eyes tightly, the sensation shooting through him, his body trembling as the girls slid up to the head of his shaft, sucking it hungrily, their lips pressing together several times.

  Samantha's free hand finding Amanda's, their fingers linked as the girl's hearts raced. Why should the boys have all the fun? I really should've gotten to know Amanda sooner... the redhead mused, both girls' tongues caressing the head of Lecherous_Dragon's shaft as they slid across one another, their lips touching now and then.

  Feeling the boy's shaft throb as he let out a stifled groan, Samantha squeezed Amanda's hand, the blond girl letting out a moaning giggle. Giving the redhead a teasing look, Amanda pushed the boy's shaft with her tongue, moving so that it would press into her friend's mouth.

  Samantha's mouth suckling hungrily against it purely out of force of habit, the girl's eyes suddenly went wide as the boy covered his mouth with both hands, letting out a thankfully muffled cry. Before Samantha could react, her mouth was flooded with hot, gooey sperm, the girl gagging a bit as the first shot hit the back of her throat.

  The two girls still stroking his shaft, the boy shot several more loads into the little redhead mouth, Samantha fighting the urge to swallow as she gnced at Amanda. She had to admit, not making a mess was probably a good idea, but a little warning might have been nice.

  Slowly pulling her head back, Samantha made sure to drag her lips across the boy's shaft as she did so, her tongue giving him a teasing lick before parting. The girl then turned to Amanda, a sly smirk crossing her face as she leaned in closer, making the blond giggle.

  “Wait, are you gonna...?” the boy stammered, quickly going silent as the song ended, gncing for a split second at the curtain that hid the group from the DJ before focusing once more on the two girls.

  Releasing Lecherous_Dragon's shaft, Samantha slipped her arms around Amanda, holding her closer before teasingly rubbing her lips against the blond girl's. “Oh, you think so?” Amanda teased, Samantha narrowing her eyes in mock anger before tickling her friend's side a little.

  Just as the music started up again, Amanda let out a bit of a ugh, the sound muffled by Samantha's lips pressing against her own, the redhead's tongue pushing the sticky load into the blond girl's waiting mouth.

  Her body quivering as she tried not to ugh, Amanda quickly accepted it, the girls' tongues once more entwining, sliding globs of the boy's cum between them. Closing their eyes, the two barely noticed his murmured comments, the d left panting and shaking, unable to believe what he was seeing.

  “Eh, you get used to it,” Zack chuckled, stepping over and brushing Samantha's long crimson hair back over one ear so he could get a better look. Both girls' hands moving across one another's bodies, hungrily caressing one another as they kissed, Zack once more wished he'd brought his camera.

  “Mental note, night vision camera for your birthday,” Evan mused teasingly, Zack fshing him a grin.

  The two girls' lips parting at st, the two grinned at one another, both swallowing hard before ughing and gncing up at the boy. “Enjoy the show?” Samantha giggled teasingly.

  The boy nodded vigorously. “Muchly! Thank you so much!” he said quickly with a bit of a nervous ugh, “Anyway, I should get going. Someone might come looking for me.”

  “Same,” Amanda agreed with a heavy sigh, licking the remaining semen from her lips before giving Samantha a quick, affectionate kiss before standing up.

  Taking a deep breath, Samantha tried not to grin, knowing that such things would likely become a regur occurrence. “Think we should tell the others what happened?” Samantha inquired a little hesitantly.

  “Now, now, let's not be making things too 'complicated,'” Amanda replied with a grin, taking hold of Samantha's hands and pulling the girl to her feet, “But, I did notice that Lydia got away with slow dancing with Cra. Think anyone'd freak out if we did too?”

  Samantha swallowed, her cheeks flushing a bit. “That could complicate things too,” she confessed, the girl nibbling her bottom lip.

  “And keep people guessing,” Evan suggested helpfully.

  “Or just give them wank material,” Zack added with a grin.

  “Well, that settles it, then,” Amanda replied with a confident smile, “Next slow song, you're with me. I think Zack owes Lydia a dance, and I really do think Evan deserves a turn with Amy.”

  “Uh, a 'turn?'” the boy inquired suspiciously, Amanda fshing him a quick grin.

  “Take that any way you want,” she replied with a ugh.

  “Careful, I think Lydia's starting to rub off on you,” Samantha said teasingly, Amanda letting out a ugh as the group came back around the booth.

  “No way, that girl's completely mad!” Amanda replied, inwardly half-wondering if that wouldn't be such a bad thing.

  “Naw,” Samantha shot back with a teasing smile, “She's just 'trouble...!'”

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