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[sub]Location: BHHS Fourth Floor[/sub][hr][hr][/center]Brynn’s favorite subject was Anatomy. She took a liking to it at the beginning of High School, and her passion for the field only grew with time. Anatomy itself was intricate and the girl knew every small little detail necessary to gain prowess and respect in the difficult field. It was something she excelled in and she tutored others in the subject often.

That’s how Brynn found herself in the middle of a tutoring session in the fourth floor supply closet during free period. Because she was well, you know, [i]good at it[/i]. 

The brunette was pinned against the door, legs wrapped tightly around Derek Clayton’s torso, who was one of the football team’s tight ends who also had a quite nice [i]tight end[/i]. Since tryouts were after school, and he had to be there, they had to push their scheduled meeting to before the final bell rang for the day. Derek was usually one of her favorites. He’d whisper sweet nothings into her ear and have her feeling her best in little to no time, so she always tried to hang out with him at least once a week. Never more than once a week, or else things would be tricky.

[color=FAEBD7][b]“You looked so sexy on the TV in homeroom this morning.”[/b][/color] He rasped, pushing her head closer to his, the kissing intensifying. His movements were rough, and she could feel his fingers begin to explore her barely clothed body. Usually, she would be loving this, thriving in the best way possible, but things didn’t feel right.

Derek’s hands were so much harsher than Sean’s were. 

She tried to bury the thoughts, but as she kissed Derek, her mind kept drifting to the blonde haired boy she had spent time with earlier in the janitor's closet, and their interaction kept playing on repeat in her head. Everything about it was gentle and compassionate in comparison to the current situation transpiring, where even though the room was a thousand degrees, things felt cold.

His lips moved towards her neck, and the girl knew what was coming. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“No hickeys anymore, Der. I have shows to do in the morning now.”[/b][/color] She pulled away, giving a valid excuse so the boy wouldn’t leave his mark on her delicate skin. Or was it a valid reason? 

He cackled, [color=FAEBD7][b]“Sure babe, whatever.”[/b][/color] replying quickly before shoving his tongue back into her mouth. Derek was rude, [i]callous[/i], and made Sean seem like a comedian in comparison. [color=cornflowerblue][b][i]Stop thinking about him, Brynn, you know the rules[/i][/b][/color] She argued with herself, trying to remain focused on the task at hand. But she couldn’t focus. Things felt different.

Time seemed to move at a glacial pace. It felt like ages until the boy pulled away, a smug grin splashed across his face. He kissed her quickly one last time. [color=FAEBD7][b]“I gotta get going. Same time next week?”[/b][/color] He asked, moving away from the door and setting her on the ground. He picked up the used condom that lay feet away from them and threw it in the trash. 

Brynn padded over to where her shirt sat in the corner, crumpled up after having been torn off. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“Not sure what my schedule looks like next week, but I’ll let you know.”[/b][/color] She quietly responded, pulling the tank top over her head. Finding her underwear and skirt strewn on the ground not too far away, she slipped those on as well. It was in that moment that she decided that she desparately needed to get out of there, so she quickly moved towards the exit.

Derek blocked the doorway, pulling on his pants as he stood there with a confused expression on his face. [color=FAEBD7][b]“Don’t you remember that I go out first? We can’t be seen together.”[/b][/color] He reminded her, buttoning his jeans. [color=FAEBD7][b]“Wait a couple minutes and then you can go. I’ll catch you later.”[/b][/color] And just like that, he was gone.

For the first time in a [i]long[/i] time, Brynn felt used. She tried to shake these feelings, but they weren’t disappearing. What was happening to her? Why was she feeling this way all of a sudden? For years she had been sleeping her way around but never had she felt like this. She may have feigned knowing why, but deep down, Brynn knew the exact reason. 

The brunette pulled out her phone and texted Sean. [color=cornflowerblue][b][i]What are you doing after school? I need to talk to you[/i][/b][/color]. 

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