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Romance
 Created on 3-10-08
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Our stare is broken by a sudden bang and thud that makes me jump. I look beyond this guys shoulder and peer at the feuding girls.
Chelsea is screaming some ridiculous comments at Amber. “CAN YOU BELIEVE HER?” she shouts whilst flicking back her hair, “What sort of skank uses someone else’s straightners? Especially MINE. Daddy bought them specially for my 18th- from Paris, from Britney Spears’ own stylist, and Cheryl just thinks she can take them for her own use!”
“I know right!” Amber answers immediately, like it’s a well-rehearsed conversation. “It’s so rude of her, she could’ve at least asked…”
“PAH like I’d let her use them- she’d get them dirty or something EW!”
I snort. This is ludicrous yet hilarious! I have to bow my head to hide my giggles and when I look up, the guy is silently laughing yet puts his finger to his lips, indicating to be quiet but it just makes me laugh harder.
Chelsea flicks her hair and glares in our direction. Amber also flicks her hair, but scratches her neck in the process. Poor little elf girl.
The guy quickly pulls me away from the corridor and pushes me into a classroom where he no longer holds back his laughter and lets it out. We wait for the footsteps to fade away, then I head back out the door. I turn back to the guy, and he’s watching me.
“Ummm… thanks for saving my ass- I owe you one” I say as confidently as I can whilst only wearing a towel around a complete stranger.
He beams at me. “Don’t mention it”
I stay there smiling at him as a slight breeze blows in through the classroom window.
“Holy fudge! It’s freezing- I gotta go!” I say desperately and bolt out the door. I feel the heat rise up my face as I blush violently. I hear him chuckling back in the classroom. God his laugh really is SO cute.
I make my way back to the bedroom and sit on my bed, rubbing my very curly hair with a towel. Kelly walks past- obviously; she’s only just woken up.
“Morning” I breathe at her cheerfully whilst in a slight daydream about the last 5 minutes.
“Uhhh…” Kelly groans at me, “How can you be so cheerful? It’s not even 7 yet and you’re already up and showered”
“I woke up early”
“Freak” She giggles at me
“Well, SOMEONE here definitely isn’t a morning person” I tease and stick my tongue out at her. She laughs at me, and returns the face.
“So, what are you going to wear today? If you wear the proper uniform, you’ll actually look OUT of place”
“And I’m the freak? I don’t know but I have these” and I reveal my secret weapon. Short grey pleated skirt, black strappy patent courts with a tight fitting, short sleeved white shirt and a very fitted black waistcoat. School uniform- with a twist.
Kelly smiles with approval. “You have art first- I’m in your class” she tells me as she makes her way to the bathroom with her towels.
I change into my clothes and the other girls are clearly impressed. I finish off my make-up and await Kelly’s return.
*****************************************************************
We all enter the art room and sit on the chairs and tables. I join Kelly who’s sitting at the back with her legs swinging.
“You’re gonna love our teacher- he’s really cool. Actually a student teacher- 22 years old I think. He’s Mr. Anderton technically, but everyone calls him by his first name- Luke”
“Cool” I simply reply, “What are you studying?”
“Naked, male still life” She giggles and winks at me. My eyes widen
“If you’re lying… you are so dead”
She laughs, “Just kidding- but we are doing still life and portraits”
“Quiet down ladies” A voice calls from behind the door. And sure enough “Luke” walks in smiling a fantastic smile. Wearing black jeans, converse and a black t-shirt underneath an unbuttoned purple shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
It’s him from the corridor- the one who saved me from getting killed by Chelsea and Amber.
The guy.
“Shit…” I mutter
Kelly looks puzzled “What’s up?”
I shuffle uncomfortably before announcing my answer to her.
“He’s seen me wet and naked”
Chelsea is screaming some ridiculous comments at Amber. “CAN YOU BELIEVE HER?” she shouts whilst flicking back her hair, “What sort of skank uses someone else’s straightners? Especially MINE. Daddy bought them specially for my 18th- from Paris, from Britney Spears’ own stylist, and Cheryl just thinks she can take them for her own use!”
“I know right!” Amber answers immediately, like it’s a well-rehearsed conversation. “It’s so rude of her, she could’ve at least asked…”
“PAH like I’d let her use them- she’d get them dirty or something EW!”
I snort. This is ludicrous yet hilarious! I have to bow my head to hide my giggles and when I look up, the guy is silently laughing yet puts his finger to his lips, indicating to be quiet but it just makes me laugh harder.
Chelsea flicks her hair and glares in our direction. Amber also flicks her hair, but scratches her neck in the process. Poor little elf girl.
The guy quickly pulls me away from the corridor and pushes me into a classroom where he no longer holds back his laughter and lets it out. We wait for the footsteps to fade away, then I head back out the door. I turn back to the guy, and he’s watching me.
“Ummm… thanks for saving my ass- I owe you one” I say as confidently as I can whilst only wearing a towel around a complete stranger.
He beams at me. “Don’t mention it”
I stay there smiling at him as a slight breeze blows in through the classroom window.
“Holy fudge! It’s freezing- I gotta go!” I say desperately and bolt out the door. I feel the heat rise up my face as I blush violently. I hear him chuckling back in the classroom. God his laugh really is SO cute.
I make my way back to the bedroom and sit on my bed, rubbing my very curly hair with a towel. Kelly walks past- obviously; she’s only just woken up.
“Morning” I breathe at her cheerfully whilst in a slight daydream about the last 5 minutes.
“Uhhh…” Kelly groans at me, “How can you be so cheerful? It’s not even 7 yet and you’re already up and showered”
“I woke up early”
“Freak” She giggles at me
“Well, SOMEONE here definitely isn’t a morning person” I tease and stick my tongue out at her. She laughs at me, and returns the face.
“So, what are you going to wear today? If you wear the proper uniform, you’ll actually look OUT of place”
“And I’m the freak? I don’t know but I have these” and I reveal my secret weapon. Short grey pleated skirt, black strappy patent courts with a tight fitting, short sleeved white shirt and a very fitted black waistcoat. School uniform- with a twist.
Kelly smiles with approval. “You have art first- I’m in your class” she tells me as she makes her way to the bathroom with her towels.
I change into my clothes and the other girls are clearly impressed. I finish off my make-up and await Kelly’s return.
*****************************************************************
We all enter the art room and sit on the chairs and tables. I join Kelly who’s sitting at the back with her legs swinging.
“You’re gonna love our teacher- he’s really cool. Actually a student teacher- 22 years old I think. He’s Mr. Anderton technically, but everyone calls him by his first name- Luke”
“Cool” I simply reply, “What are you studying?”
“Naked, male still life” She giggles and winks at me. My eyes widen
“If you’re lying… you are so dead”
She laughs, “Just kidding- but we are doing still life and portraits”
“Quiet down ladies” A voice calls from behind the door. And sure enough “Luke” walks in smiling a fantastic smile. Wearing black jeans, converse and a black t-shirt underneath an unbuttoned purple shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
It’s him from the corridor- the one who saved me from getting killed by Chelsea and Amber.
The guy.
“Shit…” I mutter
Kelly looks puzzled “What’s up?”
I shuffle uncomfortably before announcing my answer to her.
“He’s seen me wet and naked”
Comments
Please Login to post comments| On April 7th 2008 wannahug13 Said : | |
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this is really good!!! i love it!! |
| On March 17th 2008 ShiningKanin Said : | |
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ooohhh... keep me posted please! |
| On March 13th 2008 seethrough3381 Said : | |
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wet and naked? Lol...I have a sick mind. haha kmp |
| On March 11th 2008 foxridergirl09 Said : | |
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i LOVE it pkmp |
| On March 11th 2008 Darkrose3 Said : | |
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wow. Okay, hot art teacher? Nice touch! Keep me posted! |
| On March 11th 2008 Equasha Said : | |
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awesome! plz keep me posted |
| On March 11th 2008 timewatch Said : | |
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great.plz kmp. |
| On March 10th 2008 xxhXcxx221 Said : | |
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this is good. kmp please. |
| On March 10th 2008 twilight8218 Said : | |
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getting really good! please kmp |
