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  "How about we go to the city? I bet you have never been there," Samantha asked.

  I said, "I'm sorry I can't go anywhere with you guys. I have to help my mom. She's getting treatment."

  Holy hell—

  Talk about handing ammunition to the girls who consider me their rival.

  I tried to take back my words, but it was too late; it's like I had given them something to hold onto now.

  Lauren said, "oh, I'm so sorry to hear about your mom."

  Then Samantha offered, "listen, I guess I was wrong about you. I am not mad at you or anything like that, and maybe you're the best person for the team. I have no problem whatsoever being the backup cheerleader."

  I raised an eyebrow. I couldn't believe what I'd heard.

  She said, "don't be so shocked. I mean it. And listen, my father is one of the top surgeons I bet he can help your mom. Hmm, What's wrong with her again?"

  I thought about not telling Samantha the details about mom's illness, but then my emotions got the best of me.

  So I blurted out, “My mom has cancer."

  She looked at me with pity and said, “Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Listen just come with us to the city this evening. We will Have a blast. I promise you won't regret it."

  And with that, I thought about it for a moment.

  I should hang out with Noah, Guzman, and Connor.

  But then if the wealthy girls want to be friends, why not give it a go, right?

  That's a moment Noah sent a text asking if I wanted to do something.

  I replied, "Sorry, I can't do that today. I'm hanging out with a few friends could you tell the guys that."

  Honestly, I needed time to think. I can't hang out with the rich guys. Besides, I didn't want to be so antisocial. Libby then walked up to me.

  She said, "Hi, Rachel."

  I know that acknowledging her presence. Leave it and said, "Hey, you want to go see a movie later on this evening." I hated lying to Libby, she was my real friend, but I had to I said to her, "I'm sorry I can't go out tonight. You know, my mom situation."

  And then I use my mom is an excuse oh my God I imagined; I'd end up in jail for that.

  The girls laughed and said, don't worry will take good care of her. Libby raised an eyebrow.

  She said, "I thought you just told me you were headed home?"

  That’s the moment, Lauren shot Libby a dark stare.

  She said, “We are just going to give Rachel a ride home, it’s not a big deal. Why don’t you run along, Libs? Don't you have a chess class or something?"

  I hated seeing them treat my friend that way, so I said, "please, don't speak to Libby that way."

  Surprisingly, Lauren softened.

  She apologized and said, "I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way." I nodded, and then Libby turned to leave.

  She said, "Listen, it's no big deal, get home safe, and I'll talk to you tomorrow."

  Libby looked at me and then at the wealthy girls.

  She leaned in and whispered into my ear, "I hope you're going home. I don't trust them."

  I nodded and thanked her for a concern. And that's the moment the girls said, "Go have some fun."

  I said, “OK, I'd do it but as long as I can return home early." They shrugged and said, not a problem."

  And with that, I joined the wealthy girls, and we headed to the city.

  We had an excellent time bowling and hanging out. The Wealthy girls told me all their makeup secrets.

  Soon it was time to return home.

  But then they drove past the tattoo shop. I said to the girls oh I'm sorry I can't do that." They laughed and said, "that's the first time we've ever heard anyone say that they can do it. Why, are you chicken or something?"

  And then Samantha showed me her tattoo and a neckline she said, "every girl in the school has it, you shouldn't be an exception?

  I guess she was right, so I went along with it I decided I was going to get a little tattoo on my finger they asked what I want to get.

  I said, “I like to get a heart shape.”

  They said OK and then I thought crossed my mind as crazy as it sounds I figured no one would see it right it's going to be a really tiny tattoo on my finger I decided to tell the tattoo artist to add the initials CGN surrounded by a heart.

  The tattoo artist laughed and said, "Don't tell me those are your boyfriends initials?”

  I looked at him with widened eyes.

  He just laughed and said, “It's not unusual these days to date multiple guys, there's nothing wrong with it."

  I said no, I don't have a boyfriend." Then I added, "Besides if I did, I'd only date one guy at a time."

  He said, "you could have fooled me, listen there's nothing wrong with poly these days, everyone's doing it, and if it works out, it works out. Well if I were to advise the CGN guys, I'd tell them to stick with you alone, you are a jewel."

  I thanked the artist, and that's when Lauren returned. She held my hand and said, "Oh, just relax."

  And with that, the tattoo artist worked on my tattoo.

  It hurt at first but soon it was all over.

  The tattoo guy said, "Well, what do you know. We're all done. I gasped and smiled the moment I saw the intricate tattoo on my finger.

  "Wow," I said to him. "It looks great."

  The girls eyes widened.

  They chuckled and said, what did you have done?

  I hid my hand behind my back and said, "Its just a heart. It's nothing."

  Samantha raised an eyebrow and frowned.

  She said, "did I see someone’s initials."

  I nodded and said, "They are my grandmother and my mother and my mother's grandmother's initials."

  The girls nodded.

  Samantha looked at me and said, "well, I hope that's all it is. You look great. Let's drop you off at home."

  I thanked both the tattoo guy and the girls for the experience.

  And with that, they drove and dropped me back at home.

  Noah

  I was worried about Rachel. I discovered I was falling for her.

  I turned to Connor and said, “Look, I think I like Rachel a lot."

  I had to confess how I felt.

  Then I added, “This is crazy, but I feel as though if once we have sex, then I could get Rachel out of my system.”

  Connor laughed, looked at me and made a gesture which I might've considered obscene. But knowing Connor it meant he had the same plans to be with her too.

  He grabbed his crotch, and said, “I think you have competition buddy.”

  Guzman then walked up and said, “No you two can’t match what I have to offer Rachel. But seriously guys, I think it ‘d be difficult.”

  We turned to Guzman and asked why?

  He said, “She thinks we are nice to her now, but I think she deep down inside she thinks we hate her."

  Connor sighed and said, "true I agree.”

  And that's the moment we decided maybe we should do something to let Rachel see how much we care.

  Guzman then said “Yeah that would be great we could do something special for her, maybe plan something nice. But now we have to focus on the game, right?"

  Connor agreed.

  He said, “Look, let's go train, we must win this game. The boys are ruthless, they play to win, and we have never lost a game. Plus, I have a lot riding on this, my father told all his friends I'm the best athlete in the universe. And you Noah, your father expects you to lead the team to victory, right?”

  I nodded and said, “Okay, here's a deal. I bet I’d get her first."

  The guys shook their head.

  Guzman said, “Hell no!”

  Connor said, “That’d never happen.”

  And then I asked we bet on it.

  They said, “Okay we will. Plus, we’d respect who ends up with her first.”

  And with that, we placed our hands out.

  I said, “Whoever gets to be with Rachel first wins, and the prize for winning is something yo
u really want."

  Guzman laughed and asked, "your yacht? Noah?"

  I shook my head and said, “Even better."

  So, they accepted the deal.

  We smiled.

  Deep down inside I wondered if I hadn’t just made a bet that would hurt me in the long run?

  Chapter Seven

  Rachel

  After the girls dropped me off at home, I smiled and thought wow things are really working out. I guess the tide’s changing. They really like me. Well, nothing else happened all that night. I smiled.

  I was glad we had become friends at least that's what I believed. I hurried to mom's room. She looked tired.

  I'll be honest, I hated seeing mom lose so much damn weight. I cursed cancer.

  How could it take my beautiful mom and make her look this way?

  I hurried in to see mom. Her eyes darted down to my finger, she noticed the tattoo and said, 'What's the matter with you, Rachel. What's this on your finger? Why do you have a tattoo? Why did you do it? Answer me!”

  Mom might be weak from the cancer treatments, but she's still my mother. I bowed my head in shame, not shame for what I'd done but because I realized it hurt mom. I told her I could get it removed. She coughed and shook her head.

  I thought she was going to say get it removed right now, but she didn't. Instead, she said, "NO, that's fine. You can keep it as long as it does not interfere with your schoolwork.

  I guess we were all young once.

  I sensed the sadness in her eyes.

  It bothered me. I told Mom, "I promise I wouldn't do it again."

  She said, okay then she asked if I'd had something to eat? I shook my head. She said she made pasta and I should help myself. I kissed mom on the forehead and died a plate. I sat and ate in silence, seated next to her. Mom smiled and said, "I am glad you have made friends, but you must stay focused on your studies."

  I smiled at mom and said, “I promise you mom. I will do so.”

  She nodded and teased my cheek. She said, “Good I would expect no less from you.”

  And with that we ate laughed and I turned in for the night not thinking about anything other than, I guess Barton woods is not so bad after all?

  Chapter Eight

  Rachel

  The following days went by rather quickly. I noticed Noah opened up more, and then the others walked towards me, vying for my attention; it was all so surreal. What’s happening and why?

  But then I glanced often at the tattoo on my finger. I smiled, thinking no one noticed. The guys worried about the game. They had never lost a game, so losing would be insane. They had a friendly competition to play tonight, and I supported them.

  They played okay, but it ended up in a draw. After the game, Guzman got hard on himself. Noah hid his feelings well.

  I said to Guzman, “Hey, how about I hang out with you tonight? Maybe we can go see a movie or something?”

  He said that’d be great. I’ll pick you up then. I smiled and returned home to meet Mom. She said, “Good news, they think I am getting better. I smiled and said, “That’s great, mom. Hmm, mom is it okay if I go out tonight?”

  She said, “Sure baby. You can, who are you going with?”

  “A guy from school Guzman Rothschild.”

  She said, “Oh the Rothschild hmm? Well, you have fun. But be safe. I don’t want any babies.”

  I cocked an eyebrow. Mom said, “I mean it too.”

  I laughed and said, “Mom, I would be safe, no worries!”

  Guzman picked me up, and we headed to the movies. I thought about asking why they hurt me back in the day, but I was having so much fun with Guzman plus he told me how lucky I am to be happy no matter the circumstances. He told me how all three have to put up with their overbearing parents. We watched an adorable romantic movie. Guzman wrapped his hands around me the entire time. Then he asked if I wanted to hang out on the pier for a while? He said his parents had a beach house where we could be alone for a little while. I nodded, and with that, we drove up to his beautiful seaside beach home.

  I don’t know what it is, but suddenly I felt as though the time was right. The moment we stepped into the house, I moved close to Guzman and kissed him. Then I pulled back.

  Stunned, he looked at me with widened eyes. I apologized. He lifted me into his arms and crushed his lips on mine. He carried me into the bedroom and placed me on the bed.

  He said, “I want you.”

  “I want you too,” I replied. And with that, I took my gently slid my clothes off, including my undergarments.

  Guzman gasped at my boldness.

  His eyes stared at my beautiful firm nipples.

  He groaned. I stood up next to him, and we started kissing again. I thought wow, he must be experienced. I was sure of it from the way he kissed. I was wrong. I watched as he awkwardly slid his clothes off. My eyes widened the moment his length sprang out of his boxers; He was huge!

  He pulled back and confessed, “This is my first time.”

  “You are a virgin?” I asked, surprised. He had a nice full cock I’d never have guessed. I moved forward, stroked him. He hissed in pleasure. I guess we would both learn from each other tonight. I

  tasted him, and he did the same.

  I came, but he didn’t yet.

  He slid back and wrapped a condom over his girth.

  He lowered my body down to the bed, position his body between my legs, and slowly slid the tip in. At first, I winced then I whimpered. He slid out, laid next to me and said, “if I am not ready for it, it’s okay too.”

  I said, “No, I want it too.”

  And with that, I straddled him, hovering nervously at his tip. Would it hurt, Guzman looked up at me, he smiled, and his smile made me relax. I lowered my body down and moaned as he slid into my entrance until I got full seated. I did not feel pain, just a little pressure. But that changed as I moved and gently rode him. We intertwined our fingers tight as he thrust up into my walls. Soon we moved rhythmically with one another. Little gasps of pleasure escaped my lips while he hissed in pleasure. Soon we both couldn’t stop the need to climax. His body tensed up the veins on his neckline stood up. He slid his digits out of mine, clasped my breasts, gritted his teeth fighting the need to release, but then he couldn’t, and neither could I.

  And with that, we buck moved, trashed against each other as our bodies shuddered one final time giving into our mutual surrender and coming together in shuddering waves.

  Panting hard, Guzman collapsed on top me and then he rolled to my side.

  He whispered, “I love you.”

  I smiled and said in a low voice, “I love you too.”

  And with that, I slid out of bed, discarded the condom, pulled her close and we drifted off to sleep.

  Guzman

  By the time she got up. I’d a meal waiting. She laughed and said she had to get home. I said no worries I’d drop you off, but first, you must try the only thing I know how to cook. Omelets. She laughed and took a bite. Then she beamed and said, “Wow, this is great.”

  Pleased by her words, I thanked her. Then I thought you know what, maybe I would tell the guys nothing about our first time. That’s something between us. I had no idea, we were being watched, and the worst was yet to happen. I got her home and kissed her before leaving. But then all hell broke loose when the guys found out I not only had a date with her, but we slept together.

  The next time I met Noah and Connor, boy they let it rip!

  Chapter Nine

  Connor

  “I can’t believe you got to her first,”

  Infuriated Noah said to Guzman. Guzman shrugged and said, “what’s it to you?”

  So you think you won fair and square then? Noah’s shrugged and said, “whatever happened between Rachel and me was not part of the bed.”

  You could’ve fooled me. Noah said to Guzman.

  I watched the whole thing unfold. Noah has always been competitive I guess being the captain he expected to be the first and m
aybe something happened that perhaps something didn’t.

  But he’s not exactly coming out and saying that something happened so I don’t see why we should argue about this. We all like her its obvious.

  Noah clenched and unclenched his fist, he narrowed is eye on Guzman who in turn looked back at him.

  And I thought to myself great now we’re going to have an all-out brawl, right?

  Well, that’s not the way we roll around here.

  I turned to Noah and said, “get it together man we have a game to play. We can’t be distracted right now.”

  Noah shot me a dark stare and said, “speak for yourself.” Then he turned back to face Guzman, and he said, “I could just punch you right now for what you did.”

  Guzman scoffed and said, “I did nothing wrong. Besides, why are we fighting about this. A gentleman never to talks about what he did with an angel, a curvy, beautiful, gorgeous one at that.”

  And with that, angered Noah growled and lunged at him.

  But Guzman was quick about it, he moved out of the way and then they started going at it.

  I couldn’t take it any longer.

  I said to them, “stop this, this is not what we are about.”

  Out of breath, Noah said to Guzman, “you’re lucky Connor is the voice of reason around here. And you lucky a lot is riding on winning the game or I will be in trouble with my father otherwise I would have done something so bad you will never forget it will make your head spin.”

  And with that, Noah walked out letting the door slam behind him.

  I looked Guzman and shook my head.

  I said to him, “I don’t care what you did with Rachel you know we all like her, and that’s not why we’re together right now we’re trying to win the game. You guys need to work this out we all need to work this out. Maybe she has to decide on who she wants to be with.”

  Guzman said, “or maybe she already did.”

  I scoffed, shook my head and walked out.

  I guess he does not even understand what I tried to say to him.