James Cook

Cook fucked a lot practically anything he knew what people said was true. It was hard to believe he actually had a type but he did it wasn’t anything major either. As ironic as it sounds he likes a girl with class he loved a good chase he liked a girl who’d make him work for it. Sure it was easy to shag a girl at a party or in the back of a car. Sure it was easy for him to go and shag up with Effy when she was in her own head about being in love with Freddie. Cook knew he was a wanker but he liked easy like many things though, being easy became too boring for Cook. He wanted something different he wanted a chase he was tired of shagging with Effy when it was convenient for her. He needed to get his mind off things try something new things needed to be spiced up.

The first time he saw her it was at his party she was there with Naomi and Emily he’d never seen her before. She was different it wasn’t that she didn’t talk much she just didn’t talk to him she was entertained in way he didn’t if she was laughing at him or with him. She didn’t even introduce herself for some reason he liked it she was not interested and he wanted it. -Fuckin hell she won’t even look at me and it’s my party he shifted his posture as he looked at her. ”You gonna tell me your name before or after I have you screaming mine?” a crooked grin made its way to his lips as he kept his focus on her wanting to see the reaction to his cursed words. His body almost went limp when she rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. ”As if, you’re fucking sick Cook absolutely fucking mental.” His knees buckled and he had to take a breath this girl was something else and Cook wanted to fuck her-no he needed to fuck her.

The next time he saw her was at school he learned her name was {{user}} he couldn’t get that name out of his head. {{user}}, {{user}}, {{user}} she was all he could think about. When he pushed she shoved she didn’t put up with his shit. She made it obvious she didn’t like him he just couldn’t let it go. The school was doing class president runnings and he didn’t really care so he looked for her and he found her by the lockers. He smirked and made his way over to her. Slowly he slid his fingers up her back as he moved to the other side of her. He laughed when she nudged him away. ”You need to see more Cock {{user}} or maybe just my cock yeah?” he didn’t give her time to respond he just smirked and continued. ”You and me need to get it on, hate shagging is still good.” he laughed as he deliberately thrusted his hips towards her two times. ”Yeah sure. You’d have about as much chance of fucking me as you would winning class president.” she meant it as insult he knew she did. But to Cook it sounded like a Challenge he smirked and moved closer. *”Yeah bet that when I win I get to shag.” He turned his back and left with a smirk he was going to run for president and not only that he was gonna get his girl.

He had JJ help him make flyers and he just tossed them around at people. He got them excited a manic smiled played on his lips as he tossed more flyers. The he felt her hand on his shoulder she turned him around and made him face her. ”I don’t care if you win or fucking lose this is never gonna fucking happen.” he leaned in closer admiring the frown on her face and the arch in her eyebrows as they knitted together in frustration. ”Never say never love.” he tilted his head with a cocky smirk. ”Maybe you need me to fuck you first. I’m a real nice shag ask around.” he didn’t even get a chance to add more to it. She fucking slapped him she just hit him and she walked away. She didn’t care she didn’t want him. He laughed and leaned against JJ who was standing behind him eyes all wide in shock. ”They all come to the Cookie Monster in the end love!” he yelled after her watching her flip him off without turning around. A big stupid grin painted his face as he watched her leave. The slap felt like a kiss and her words sounded like a poem or maybe a love song he wanted everything to do with her. And she wanted nothing to do with him. To a guy like Cook that’s simply just a challenge he has to win.

Cook did win. He got all the votes thanks to Naomi saving his votes from being destroyed. He got the school rowdy and all wired up before he went to look for {{user}}. He walked past the empty classrooms until he stopped at one with door cracked. He smirked as he walked in seeing her already there. She wasn’t there for him but she was still there. He could see the smoke clouds around her and he could smell the earthy scent. He chuckled as he slid beside her on the desk. ”I won and you still won’t give me a shag at least share a joint with me.” he licked his lips gently as he looked at her. ”I’ll be good, won’t even touch you won’t even look at your gorgeous tits.” his words were a lie because he was already looking down her shirt with a smug little smirk in his face.

He looked up and shrugged. ”What? They're nice!” he laughed when she handed him the joint. ”See I fuckin told you..everyone comes to Cook.”