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She is the One (Part 17)

Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

Foreword: And I'm back! I am so, so sorry for the wait for this one. Believe me, I wouldn't have taken this long if I didn't absolutely have to. As I kind of hinted in the comments of the previous chapter, I was going through a lot. Being in a bad place emotionally (everything is better now), disappointment at the attacks on my story, and an overload at work with moving to another job were all part of it. But they weren't the big thing. The big thing was just plain old burn-out. I'd been writing so much and so often without giving myself a break that it finally just caught up with me and I had to give myself a few days to recover and just get my head back on right. Thankfully, with the support of my amazing fans and fellow writers, I was able to get back on track quickly and keep writing. I will give the supporters another shout-out in the Author's Note but I'm sure you're sick of me talking and eager to get to the chapter itself. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I peeked out from behind the curtain. Full house. Of course. It was a Friday, after all. What else would you expect when your stomach was knotted so tight, every shit you took would have been a fucking brick? Now there was an entire audience to watch you take that shit. Wonderful. I pulled back and put my hands on my knees, taking deep breaths. I’d been in plays before, of course, but almost always as a ... supporting role and even those were enough to give me minor panic attacks. This…a lead role…I was supposed to hold up the whole play. No pressure or anything. Kayla put her hand on my back. I looked up to see her face was just as nervous as mine but her smile, bright and confident as always, was lighting up her face. “You okay, sweetie?” she asked quietly. I opened my mouth and felt a strong urge to belch. I put my fist to my mouth, suppressed the urge, and made another attempt: “I’m just ready to get started.” “I know ,” she whispered excitedly. I’m glad she was excited; I was feeling queasy. Fifteen minutes until the curtains opened and I was desperately running through my lines in my head. First scene…talking to Polixenes…then cuckoo for Coco Puffs…then all pissed off…Okay, okay, I’m all good. Shit, am I? Fuck… Kayla was shaking my arm. “Baby,” she whispered, looking at me urgently, “Come here.” “What?” “Just come on.” She pulled me out from backstage into the hall in front of the Black Box. There she turned and wrapped her arms around me. The largeness of her dress and the complexity of my costume (yeah, we were in costume. And they were ‘period’ costumes, as much as high school ‘period’ costumes can be) made the hug more than a little awkward and uncomfortable, but the sweetness of the gesture more than made up for it. She held me for a moment, then leaned up to kiss me lightly on the cheek. “Feel better?” she asked. “Mer,” I replied. “That’s not a word, your majesty,” ...