Lessons Learned (the pre_story)

Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side
Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving
Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around.

Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience.

Lessons Learned (the pre-story)

Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing an apartment with him was almost too much for her. “Skye,” he said again, “are you going with us or not?” Completely irritated that she was being interrupted yet again by her overbearing brother, she glared at him and retied her bikini top. Brushing past him she murmured “like I want to go anywhere with you, HA I have a reputation to uphold!” She knew this would set him off but she didn’t care. What was he going to do? Scream and yell and call her a stuck up bitch. She was surprised when his hand clamped down on her wrist, spinning her to him. “What the fuck Anthony? That hurts!” Skye complained. Anthony refused to let go holding her in place, standing very close to her. Through clenched teeth, he hissed, “I don’t know why you behave like this, but I, unlike mom will not put up with your childish behavior. Now go upstairs put on clothes and try not to dress like a complete slut. And stop sun tanning topless, do you understand me?” Skye was pissed how dare her brother try to threaten her. Jerking her wrists free from his grasp, she replied venomously, “Now brother dear, don’t take your sexual frustrations out on me!”

How dare he, that was crossing the line, she would have to make him pay. One last glance over her shoulder, told her he was still fuming. Just to antagonize him further, she flipped him off and stormed upstairs. Only to become more perturbed to see Nick, her brothers best friend, relaxing on the couch. He smiled at her as she entered, “Hey Skye.” Before slamming her bedroom door, she screamed “how many dip shits am I going to have to deal with today?” Nick sat in stunned silence, completely unaware of the altercation outside. But nonetheless confused by her bitterness. Skye, pouted in her room mulling over what to do, she was starving but she didn’t want to see her brother. Reluctantly she got dressed, completely ignoring her brothers requests. She put on the shortest white skirt she had, knowing her black thong would be visible, followed by a tiny red cami top and no bra. Smiling to herself she checked her appearance in the mirror satisfied. Her long black hair fell perfectly, her olive skin clear, and big brown eyes were so dark. Skye wore very little makeup, and what she did wear only made her eyes seem even darker.”

Stomping into the living room, she cleared her throat, “can we get this over with?