misspiggy7
04-17-2010, 09:54 PM
This story takes place in Florida
Jille was the church girl. She went to a private school where they taught the Bible and was active in her youth group. She was a Christian but hadn’t worked out her position on unmarried sex; she thought it was okay, but she’d never do it, it’s not like boys were lining up or anything.
Just because Jille wasn’t big on dating and stuff didn’t mean she wasn’t a knock out! She had blue eyes and brown hair that was usually curled and pulled back with d sized breasts.
She was an early bloomer, which is the reason her parents broke down and put her in private school. Most girls got jealous and resented her, it was all against Jille! The boys made it worse by giving her attention other girls wanted. She came home red faced and teary eyed all the time and her parents just said it’d get better, ‘til one day she came home with a bloody nose. That’s when her mom and dad got to work and sent her to different public schools, not a one worked out. So they finally found a small private school that wasn’t too expensive. However, most people who went to this private school weren’t well behaved or Christian, they had been kicked out of public schools and parents thought a private school would discipline them (they were WAY off).
Something you may have noticed was her name, Jille. She was named “Jill”, but she thought that Jill was too, common. Jill was the name of any old girl that conformed; Jille was a name that stood out, so she changed it, simple as that!
Oh, and one more thing I forgot, Jille was the preacher’s daughter.
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Jille woke up Friday morning with a huge smile on her face. Her Mom and dad were going to Tennessee tomorrow for her two week spring break, but she was staying home.
“So you’ll be gone when I get home, right?” Jille said heading out the door in her white blazer and plaid skirt
“Don’t act too excited” her dad said handing her her bag.
“How can I not?”
“I’ll ignore that”
“C’mon Dad, just kidding.”
“I know” he said ruffling her hair.
“Dad!” she complained, grabbing a brush and fixing her hair. “I am sixteen! It is time to give up the hair ruffling!”
“Against my religion.” Her dad joked. “Now hurry or you’ll be late!”
“Bye guys” Jille called hurrying out the door.
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Jille sat in math between her friend Chloe and a boy named Haddon. She didn’t know anything more than Haddon’s reputation and name, nor did she care to, she had heard his reputation and that was all she needed.
She was absent mindedly drawing pictures of random things on her binder; it was just a review anyway.
“I think he likes you” Chloe whispered to Jille
“Who?” Jille whispered back
“That Haddon boy! Duh.”
“Oh, good for him then.”
“What?”
“I don’t need to date another boy like that.”
“Like ‘that’?”
“Yeah. You know, a boy that thinks he’s bad ah-”
“Jille are you paying attention?” Ms. Shilizzi asked
“Yes-uh- I was asking Chloe if I could-uh borrow her notes” Jille answered
“Uh-huh, right”
“Sorry”
“Just pay attention!”
“Yes sir- uh ma’am, I meant ma’am!”
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Jille carried her lunch tray to the table where Chloe and her two other friends in their clique, Lottie and Taylor, were sitting
“Today has been brutal! I got called out in every class so far!” Jille complained
“And you called Ms. Shilizzi a guy!” Chloe added, laughing
“Did you really!? That is so funny!” Lottie said through laughter
Just then a boy sat down, it was Haddon. All four girls stood up to leave.
“Wait! Jille” he called as they walked away
Jille turned on her heels
“Yeah?” she asked, praying he didn’t want a date.
“Come back, I need to talk to you!”
“Fine.” She answered walking back to the table
“I found your cell phone” he said with a peculiar smile on his face that made Jille shudder.
“Really? Do you have it?”
“It’s at my house, catch a ride with me after school does that sound good?
Jille hesitated “I…. guess”
“Okay I’ll wait out front for you”
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Jille adjusted her backpack and walked out the front door. she spotted Haddon right away, standing with a couple of guys who had the same reputation as him. She stood in view of them but wasn’t planning on walking over there ‘til his friends had left.
“Hey! Jille!” Haddon called.
“Damn” Jille mumbled walking over to him
“That’s Jille?” one asked
“Um, duh I just yelled ‘Hey, Jille!’” Haddon answered with a glare
“Oh um yeah, I just never knew her, um name.” He answered nervously
“Can we leave?” Jille asked. “I’m ready”
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Jille walked in to Haddon’s house with Haddon following her. She didn’t notice him punch in a code that made it so no one could open the door without knowing the code.
“Where’s my cell?” she asked
“Shut up!” Haddon said
“Excuse me?”
“Take off your clothes, bitch!”
“What the hell!? I knew I shouldn’t have gotten a ride from you!”
“I found an interesting picture- actually a whole file of interesting pictures on your cell!”
Jille froze; she knew exactly what he was talking about
“H-how did you know my password!?”
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How do you like it?
Jille was the church girl. She went to a private school where they taught the Bible and was active in her youth group. She was a Christian but hadn’t worked out her position on unmarried sex; she thought it was okay, but she’d never do it, it’s not like boys were lining up or anything.
Just because Jille wasn’t big on dating and stuff didn’t mean she wasn’t a knock out! She had blue eyes and brown hair that was usually curled and pulled back with d sized breasts.
She was an early bloomer, which is the reason her parents broke down and put her in private school. Most girls got jealous and resented her, it was all against Jille! The boys made it worse by giving her attention other girls wanted. She came home red faced and teary eyed all the time and her parents just said it’d get better, ‘til one day she came home with a bloody nose. That’s when her mom and dad got to work and sent her to different public schools, not a one worked out. So they finally found a small private school that wasn’t too expensive. However, most people who went to this private school weren’t well behaved or Christian, they had been kicked out of public schools and parents thought a private school would discipline them (they were WAY off).
Something you may have noticed was her name, Jille. She was named “Jill”, but she thought that Jill was too, common. Jill was the name of any old girl that conformed; Jille was a name that stood out, so she changed it, simple as that!
Oh, and one more thing I forgot, Jille was the preacher’s daughter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~
Jille woke up Friday morning with a huge smile on her face. Her Mom and dad were going to Tennessee tomorrow for her two week spring break, but she was staying home.
“So you’ll be gone when I get home, right?” Jille said heading out the door in her white blazer and plaid skirt
“Don’t act too excited” her dad said handing her her bag.
“How can I not?”
“I’ll ignore that”
“C’mon Dad, just kidding.”
“I know” he said ruffling her hair.
“Dad!” she complained, grabbing a brush and fixing her hair. “I am sixteen! It is time to give up the hair ruffling!”
“Against my religion.” Her dad joked. “Now hurry or you’ll be late!”
“Bye guys” Jille called hurrying out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
Jille sat in math between her friend Chloe and a boy named Haddon. She didn’t know anything more than Haddon’s reputation and name, nor did she care to, she had heard his reputation and that was all she needed.
She was absent mindedly drawing pictures of random things on her binder; it was just a review anyway.
“I think he likes you” Chloe whispered to Jille
“Who?” Jille whispered back
“That Haddon boy! Duh.”
“Oh, good for him then.”
“What?”
“I don’t need to date another boy like that.”
“Like ‘that’?”
“Yeah. You know, a boy that thinks he’s bad ah-”
“Jille are you paying attention?” Ms. Shilizzi asked
“Yes-uh- I was asking Chloe if I could-uh borrow her notes” Jille answered
“Uh-huh, right”
“Sorry”
“Just pay attention!”
“Yes sir- uh ma’am, I meant ma’am!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jille carried her lunch tray to the table where Chloe and her two other friends in their clique, Lottie and Taylor, were sitting
“Today has been brutal! I got called out in every class so far!” Jille complained
“And you called Ms. Shilizzi a guy!” Chloe added, laughing
“Did you really!? That is so funny!” Lottie said through laughter
Just then a boy sat down, it was Haddon. All four girls stood up to leave.
“Wait! Jille” he called as they walked away
Jille turned on her heels
“Yeah?” she asked, praying he didn’t want a date.
“Come back, I need to talk to you!”
“Fine.” She answered walking back to the table
“I found your cell phone” he said with a peculiar smile on his face that made Jille shudder.
“Really? Do you have it?”
“It’s at my house, catch a ride with me after school does that sound good?
Jille hesitated “I…. guess”
“Okay I’ll wait out front for you”
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Jille adjusted her backpack and walked out the front door. she spotted Haddon right away, standing with a couple of guys who had the same reputation as him. She stood in view of them but wasn’t planning on walking over there ‘til his friends had left.
“Hey! Jille!” Haddon called.
“Damn” Jille mumbled walking over to him
“That’s Jille?” one asked
“Um, duh I just yelled ‘Hey, Jille!’” Haddon answered with a glare
“Oh um yeah, I just never knew her, um name.” He answered nervously
“Can we leave?” Jille asked. “I’m ready”
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Jille walked in to Haddon’s house with Haddon following her. She didn’t notice him punch in a code that made it so no one could open the door without knowing the code.
“Where’s my cell?” she asked
“Shut up!” Haddon said
“Excuse me?”
“Take off your clothes, bitch!”
“What the hell!? I knew I shouldn’t have gotten a ride from you!”
“I found an interesting picture- actually a whole file of interesting pictures on your cell!”
Jille froze; she knew exactly what he was talking about
“H-how did you know my password!?”
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How do you like it?