From Bully To Beloved

Bianca couldn’t stop smiling to herself as she replayed Jaxon’s comments in her mind. He believed she was beautiful. Examining herself in the mirror, she contemplated ways to enhance her allure. Feeling that she had a somewhat dull appearance with her long, dark brown wavy hair, green eyes, and a smattering of freckles across her cheeks and nose, she stood at 5 foot 6, an average height, and weighed around 145lbs. Aware that she wasn’t overweight, she acknowledged she wouldn’t qualify as a model. Enjoying food and never saying no to desserts, she looked at herself glumly, recognizing that while she wasn’t a plain Jane, she wouldn’t be a striking beauty either, unlike Cherrel.

Cherrel was the kind of woman who drew men like a magnet tall, slender, with long blond hair and mesmerizing blue-green eyes reminiscent of the Pacific Ocean. Possessing the self-assuredness typical of affluent girls, she was irresistible to men. In college, Bianca never stood a chance with guys as they all flocked to Cherrel, but she didn’t mind, as her thoughts were always centered on someone else. Sighing, Bianca started feeling a bit like a loser; she’d only casually dated and had never had sex, especially after witnessing what a real man looked like.

Closing her eyes, Bianca reminisced about the last time she stayed at the Aschmidts. Not only did she catch Jaxon making out with a girl, but she also glimpsed him in the shower, etching a vivid image of his impressive anatomy in her mind. Blushing at the recollection, she found herself lost in the memory.

Bang. Bang. Cherrel barged into her room without waiting for an answer to her knocks. “Want to go out tonight?” she questioned Bianca before sprawling onto her bed. “I’m bored already.”

“Where are we going, El?” Bianca sighed, exasperated at her friend’s penchant for easily getting bored. “It’s not like we’re in the big city anymore.”

“We can go back into town. There’s a small pub there,” Cherrel suggested eagerly. “Judging by the number of women Jax picks up down there, there should be plenty of guys.”

“Jax picks up girls there?” Bianca was surprised, thinking most of Jaxon’s conquests were from the city or daughters of other millionaires with family homes in Winterside.

“Oh, he gets girls everywhere. Look at him,” Cherrel laughed, getting up. “Tonight, we’re going to go out and paint the town red.”

“Uh, sure,” Bianca groaned. “I didn’t even bring any party clothes.”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“I have plenty. You can wear something of mine.”

“Cherrel, I love you, but you’re a size 2, and I’m a size 8. Not much of what you own will fit me,” Bianca laughed. “Plus, I have a bust, and you’re as flat as a pancake.”

“Hey, no need to insult me,” Cherrel laughed. “Let’s check out my wardrobe and see what I have.”

“Okay,” Bianca followed her friend out of the room, singing along as they walked to Cherrel’s room, “Tonight’s going to be a good night.”

“What are you two hooligans singing about?” Jaxon stepped into the corridor, and Bianca gasped. He was wearing basketball shorts with no shirt, revealing a thin mat of hair on his chest. The urge to run over and feel its smoothness overwhelmed her.

“Nothing, dear bro. Bianca and I are going out tonight and checking out some outfits.”

“Oh yeah?” He winked at Bianca. “Maybe I’ll come as well.”

“Won’t we be cock blockers?” Cherrel laughed, and Jaxon groaned.

“Cherrel, where do you get your language from?” He rolled his eyes. “And no, I’d love to spend the night with my sister and her best friend. I can make sure you guys don’t get into any trouble.”

“Oh no.” Cherrel groaned. “You’re going to cock block me.”

“You have a cock dear sis?” He raised his eyebrows and Bianca laughed at him.

“You’re gross, you know that.” Cherrel hit him in the arm. “Anyways, how should we dress? I’ve never been to the pubs in town.”

“This may be the country but people still need to look nice girls. Dress as you wish. We can grab dinner there as well. I’m going to hop in the shower now. We can leave in about 2 hours.”

“Yay.” Cherrel squealed with happiness and hugged her brother. “Sometimes I love you big bro.”

“And sometimes I love you two dweeb.”

“And sometimes I think you both act like you are 15 years old.” Bianca interrupted them and they all laughed.

“I know that none of the board of directors would have faith in me if they saw me and Cherrel’s interactions.” Jax laughed. “But I guess you never grow out of teasing your little sister.”

“Who can resist me?” Cherrel twirled around and Bianca pushed her into the room.

“Okay, what clothes do you own that will kind of fit me?” All of a sudden Bianca was excited to go out. She had a plan forming in her mind and she didn’t want to analyze it too closely. She was hoping that Jax would see her all gussied up and would be unable to resist himself. She felt her heart racing just thinking about it. Her and Jax, rolling around on the ground. His strong arms around her, his lips firm on hers, his hands on her breasts. She felt giddy just thinking about it.

“So what about this?” Cherrel interrupted her daydreams. “Earth to Bianca.”

“Oh sorry.” Bianca grabbed the dress from Cherrel’s hands and looked at it carefully. “I’m not sure if this will fit me but I guess I can try. Any other dresses that I can try on?”

Cherrel handed her 2 more dresses and Bianca went into her bathroom to try them on. “Okay, cross your fingers that at least one of these fits and doesn’t make me look like a skank.”

“You’ll be fine Bianca.” Cherrel turned back to her closet to decide what she was going to wear.

“Yeah. We’ll see.” Bianca studied the dresses in her hand. The first one was sparkly silver that was more appropriate for a 70’s disco. She was not sad when the dress would not even slide over her hips. The second dress seemed more promising, it was a simple black dress and she slid it on eagerly, hoping that it would fit.

“Argh.” She groaned as she looked down at herself. The dress barely fit. It was extremely snug and short. It barely covered her ass and she felt like her boobs were popping out. It was definitely not a dress made for a girl with curves and boobs. The cut of the straps also made it so she wouldn’t be able to wear a bra. Bianca groaned again. She wanted to catch Jaxon’s eye but she didn’t want him to think she was the local hooker. She pulled the dress off and tried on the next one. It was a slinky red and she was able to slip it on easily. She looked at herself in the mirror. The dress looked awful on her, something about the cut emphasized all the wrong parts of her body. She’d never seen her ass look soo huge.

“How’s it going Bia?” Cherrel called out, while singing along to the music blasting out of her iPod.

“Okay.” Bianca sighed. It was going to have to be the black dress then. One way or the over she was going to have someone noticing her tonight. There was no doubt in her mind. “Are you sure you have no other dresses that may fit me?” Bianca popped her head out of the bathroom door and cringed. “These are all way too small for me.”

“Sorry Bianca.” Cherrel frowned. “Will none of them fit?”

Bianca sighed. “I guess I’ll wear the black one then. Argh.”

“You’ll look great. Let me do your makeup.”

“Uh ok.” Bianca was scared at what Cherrel was going to do to her face. She usually wore very simple makeup and didn’t think Jax was going to be attracted to a scarecrow. “Just don’t make me up too much Cherrel, I don’t want to look like I have a black eye please.”

“That was only once Bianca. And it was your fault, you rubbed your eye and the mascara and eyeliner became a big blob.”

“I looked like a hot mess Cherrel!” Bianca growled at her friend. “Just make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“Yeah, yeah. Go shower and change and come back here when you are done.”

“Yes boss.” Bianca ran out of the room laughing. She and Cherrel were more like sisters than best friends. She bit her lip as she walked to her room; she wasn’t sure what was going to happen when they graduated. She was scared to lose her best friend, the person closest to her in the world. She honestly didn’t know how she was going to survive without Cherrel there to talk to everyday.

“Hey Bianca, a penny.” The low voice behind her made her jump. “Hey, it’s just me.” Jaxon put an arm around her shoulder. “No need to jump.”