Changed For Who by Missy (the best books of all time .txt) 📖

and pushed him off of me, and I went over to my closet pulling out my skate board. Corey sat up on my bed watching me.
“ Where are you going?” He asked.
“ I have to go do something. Tell Clay that I’ll be home later,” I muttered and I started walking out of my room, but Corey grabbed my arm spinning me around and went to go plant a kiss on my lips but I turned my head so he kissed my cheek.
“ Why are you being so stubborn,” He whispered in my ear.
“ Don’t you love it?” I asked and I ran down the stairs and went through the front door throwing my skate board onto the ground, and I made my way to our school. I got there, and I slowly entered the building. Its Saturday and on one should be here except for the football players. I saw the boys changing room, and I turned around making my way to my locker. I put my skateboard inside, and grabbed a rubber band putting my hair up and slipped on a baseball hat. I looked down at my ripped skinny jeans, and I was wearing a baggy green day shirt. This should do. I made my way towards the boys locker rooms with my head down so no one would recognize me. I saw Clay, and the guys coming out of the boys locker room, and I stopped leaning against the wall and looked down waiting for them to pass. The last person to pass me was Art, and I continued to look down waiting for them to disappear. I continued towards the guys locker room, and I slowly walked inside, and heard the rest of the guys in the back.
“ Is Corey coming?” Someone asked. I slowed down, and stood next to one of the lockers so I could hear them talking.
“ I don’t know, I think he said today he was going to get it in,” another guy said.
“ Man, if he does we all owe him fifty bucks, because I honestly didn’t think Ty would ever fuck him,” the first guy asked.
“ We shouldn’t of ever made that bet, we are going to end up paying him almost two hundred bucks for getting in Ty’s pants,” He said angered. I clenched my fist and teeth. So that’s the bet eh? I turned around, and ran into someone, and they put their hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t scream. I looked into Art’s eyes.
“ Shit,” I whispered. Art grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the guys bathroom. “ Let go of my hand!” I hissed, but he continued to drag me along with him. Was that the smartest plan I’ve had? No… did I think it through? No…. But did I find out what I needed to find out? Yes. So it’s all worth it. The next thing I knew is Ty dragged me into an extra closet with him shutting the door.
“ So you know about the bet now?” He asked.
“ The question is, how long did YOU know about the bet?” I asked raising an eyebrow. He looked away rubbing the back of his neck. I stepped away from him appalled. “ Art! Where you in the bet!” I almost screamed.
“I… Yes… BUT! But only because I knew I wouldn’t have to pay up, and I knew you wouldn’t sleep with him, but… but then I saw you two were getting close…. And I didn’t want you to become a bet or a joke… its wrong,” He said shaking his head.
“ You were in the bet!” I growled and I brought my fist up hitting him right in the jaw.
“ Only because I knew he was going to lose, and if he lost he had to pass us in 2 of our classes, I knew he wouldn’t get in your pants, and I would get two straight A’s.”
“ That’s pity,” I said shaking my head.
“ Im sorry…” He whispered. I rolled my eyes, and I started towards the door to the closet. “where are you going?” He asked.
“ Gonna go see Corey,” I shrugged.
“ Are you going to break up with him?” Art asked.
“ No, im going to get the boy in bed with me,” I said harshly and I walked out of the closet leaving Art in there alone. I pulled the hat off of my head letting my hair fall down my back, and I went to my locker grabbing my skateboard and I started making my way home, and I felt my blood boiling the whole time. When I got home I closed the door.
“ Anyone home!” I yelled out.
“ Im the only one here,” I heard Corey say from upstairs. I dropped my skateboard, and made my way up the stairs, and walked into my room and saw Corey laying on my bed. “ Hey,” I smiled.
“ Hey babe,” He grinned. He was laying on my bed with his head rested on my pillows, and I slowly crawled onto the bed and straddled him kissing his neck. I felt his hands roam around my body, and I sat up removing my shirt and he laid there looking at me, and I took off his shirt, and leaned down and pressed my lips against his. He rolled on top of me, and he took of his pants and then took off mine. Through this boxers I saw his hard on and I smirked, and I leaned forward.
“ Give it to me hard,” I whispered. He took of his pants, and he looked exited. I rolled over on top of him, and smirked. “ Ready to be completely shocked?” I asked. He nodded his head, and I got up and picked up my pants off of the ground and put them on along with my shirt.
“W-What are… What are you doing?!” He gasped.
“ I aint no bet hunny,” I said smirking. He looked completely pissed, and I saw the rage in his eyes.
“ That was wrong,” He said getting up.
“ Who ever said I did things right,” I shrugged and with that I turned around and walked out of my room leaving him sitting on my bed completely naked, and I must say very unsatisfied.
Chapter fourteen-
I sat on the couch flipping through the channels. Corey was upstairs in my room, probably still on my bed in total shock. I heard the front door open, and all the guys came piling in. I continued to look at the T.V.
“ Hey Ty,” Clay said plopping down on the couch next to me.
“ Mhm,” I muttered. All the guys decided to try to sit on the same couch. My couch! “ Idiots, there is another couch right there,” I said pointing to it. Art sat on that couch alone. Our eyes met and I looked away from him. I heard Corey coming down the stairs and all the guys turned to look at him.
“ Hey guys,” he muttered not making eye contact with me. I stood up and started laughing.
“ Hey guys!” I grinned. “ Who wants to … hmmm make a bet?” I asked looking at Corey and slowly at Art. Neither of them would look at me.
“ What kind of bet?” Clay asked.
“ If Corey is going to be found dead tomorrow morning,” I said harshly. The room was quiet. They could tell I wasn’t joking. I was still fucking pissed.
“ What happened?” Clay asked.
“ Ask Corey and Art,” I said glaring at Corey. He looked at me, and I knew he didn’t want me to tell them. Clay looked at Corey.
“ I don’t know what she’s talking about dude,” Corey muttered. Clay then look at Art, but it was obvious Art wasn’t going to say a damn word.
“ It’s pretty funny actually,” I said loudly. “ Corey here,” I walked over to Corey lightly punching his shoulder. “ he had a bet, which Art was also in,” I said gesturing over at Art. “ Well the bet was…” I laughed rubbing the back of my neck. “ Corey was going to get a lot of money, if he succeeded in getting into my pants, and if he didn’t, then he would have to give the whole football team, excluding, you,” I pointed to Clay, Troy, mark, Gabe, and Joe. They all looked at Art.
“ Art was in the bet?” Gabe said looking appalled.
“ Mhm,” I said still looking at Corey. I really didn’t give a damn about Art being in the best, I wanted Corey to pay. I heard someone standing up, and then I saw a body fling at Corey and I heard a cracking sound. My jaw dropped and I saw Clay pounding Corey’s face in. All the guys stood up, but Art stayed right where he was. Joe pulled Clay off of him.
“ Clay stop, you’ll kill him,” Joe said trying to get him off, and then Troy helped Joe.
“ Good, I want to kill the bastard,” Clay snarled.
“ I think you have done enough damage,” Mark said looking at Corey who was bent over blood tricking from his mouth and nose. “ He got pretty beat up,” mark laughed. I stood there looking at Corey, and I stepped forward swinging my leg back and then swinging it up hard hitting him directly between the legs. Corey grunted stumbling forward grabbing his crouch.
“ He’s good now,” I shrugged and turned around and sat on the couch across from Art. We sat there looking at one another.
“ Get out of my house,” I heard Clay say. I looked up and he was standing in front of Corey. Corey looked up, and damn Clay sure did get a number on him. Corey limped to the front door, but before he left me he turned to me and mouthed bitch and I made a heart with my hands. Then he was gone. “I want you out of my house too,” Clay said. I looked up and Clay and he was looking at Art. Art looked shocked.
“ What the hell? “Art said.
“ I want you out of my damn house, you in a bet like that,” Clay said shaking his head. All the guys looked like they were agreeing with Clay. Art looked at all of them, and shook his head standing up.
“ Whatever dude,” he growled, and I kept my head down. I couldn’t look at him. I wasn’t expecting this. I heard his footsteps and then the door open, and I heard it slam shut hard. it was quiet. I sat there and closed my eyes for a second. Sadness washed over me, and I felt so damn depressed. I didn’t want Art to leave.
“ Clay,” I murmured.
“ What?” He said sounding still pissed.
“ You shouldn’t have done that to Art,” I said looking at Clay.
“ Shouldn’t have? Are you crazy! He was in a bet they you were going to sleep with someone, he was basically implying that you were a whore,” He said shaking his head.
“ No, no that’s now how it was,” I whispered looking down at my hands.
“ You feel sorry for the guy?” Clay laughed.
“ Clay he’s been your friend for years! You can’t just get rid of him like that, he has always been there for the both of us. He’s been here for all of us,” I said looking at all the guys.
“ Yeah and look what he did,” Clay said coldly. I stood up shaking my head and walked past him but he grabbed my arm. “ Where are you