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  He led me over to the cold metal bleachers and took me under them, holding my hand tightly. My heart started to beat faster and faster and all I could think was the line of that one Panic At The Disco song, "Let's get these teen hearts beating faster faster...". The sunlight shone through the seats and provided us a little light. He turned me toward him and held me by my shoulders. My chest was rising and falling and my eyes were locked on his lips. He smiles and chuckled an evil laugh, and attracted me to him more.

  "Nikki, you wanna know something?" he asks me in an distant whisper.

  "Yeah...What is it?" I reply with a small smirk on my face.

  "It must have been love at first sight. The minute I saw you, my heart melted to my feet and then became whole when you spoke to me. I wanted to say you were pretty right there in the classroom, but then I remembered I was'nt in a dream." He blushed bright red and I could see him get a cold sweat on his covered forehead. I could'nt help but to say an automatic, "Awww..."

  "Yes, I know I was so fast on asking you out and everything, but you're the girl I've been searching for my whole life. After just a few days, I've fallen head over heels for you. You truely are amazing..." He was breathing fast like he said all of that in one breath. He pulled me to his chest and I could feel the steady thumping of his heart against mine.

  "I love you, Nicole..." he whispered softly in my ear. I stood on my toes and whispered back to him in his pierced ear, "I love you too, Braden...". He then lifted me up and held me in his arms and carried me deeper into the bleachers. He sat on a bar and put me in his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist and gently kissing my neck. I giggled and he chuckled back, sending a shaking up my neck. He moved away and I frowned like I wanted more, and I did.

   He smiled that infamous evil grin and moved to my lips. He spoke, "I want to kiss you, Nikki", on my quivering lips. I simply took his request and kissed him quick. He blushed and said, "Aww, no longer?" in a playful tone. I go back to his candy-like lips and slowly kiss him, like a fairytale kiss. It was like a fantasy that I wanted to last forever.

  He started to slowly make out with me...And I was clueless. My conscience was saying, "Open your mouth a bit, dumbass!" I obeyed and did what it told me. My eyes closed and all I could see was black, all I could feel was his tounge touching mine and his lips pressed together on mine, and all I could hear was our steady breathing. He pulled me closer and lifted my up to his face to be equal in height.

  I was really starting to like it. I wanted more like a loving addiction. Does everyone feel like this when you make out for the very first time with someone who came out of a dream? Well appearantly I do.

   He stopped and pulled away with the biggest smile I've ever seen on an emo guy. I was smiling quite big myself. He obviously loved me with all of his tattered little heart. And so did I. He took my hand and kissed it like a prince again. I blushed while he ventured me out of the silver bleachers.

  "Do you want to skip school all day today?" he asked me with enthusiam.

  "Hells to the yes!" I reply laughing at my answer. He chuckles and takes me over to the chain-link fence and opens the gate for me. I walk through and he shuts it behind me quietly. I glance around quickly looking for open windows and cameras, and luckily, our school is pretty old, so no technology yet, and no one has thier windows open in humid weather like this.

  We get to the grass and walk along the cement path. Who cares where we go or what we do. I'm in love and so is he. I don't give a damn if we get arrested, but as long as we're together. He takes me by the waist and pulls me to his side. We walk so awkward ly with our hips bumping every step we take. Step-Bump...Step-Bump...Step-Bump...

  He kisses my head and we walk to who knows where and hope it's away from the world and into our dreams where nothing can harm us.

  "You're so beautiful in the light, Nikki. But yet you look like a godess in the moonlight." he smoothly says. My mouth drops open and I smile so big, my face cracks. Thinking fast I compliment back to him, "You're so handsome in the dark, but gorgeous in the rain." He nods his head like he was seeing if I could beat him at his own game, and by the look on his face, I won.

  We turn into a line of bushes and trudge through them, heading for the neighborhoods. "We're goona go over to my place and out of the light. Like a vampire's lair, but full of old people stuff." he chuckles. "What's your room like?" I ask excited. "Black curtains to drown out the sun, a bed with blood red sheets, lots of black furniture, and a CD player full of H.I.M. CD's." he answers as-a-matter-of-factly. I get anticipated, and have no idea why. "I like H.I.M. Pretty good lyrics..." I stare down at my feet ignoring the fact that it was off subject.

  I could tell he was happy, he pulled me into his arms and carried me, singing me Cyanide Sun. My head layed on his perfectly chieseled chest, feeling and hearing his heartbeat grow faster. Between the beats, it sounded like it was saying, "I...love...you...Nikki...". I almost fell asleep in his arms but could'nt let it happen. I did'nt want to fall asleep in a dream come true...

  We get through the used-to-be children's park, and past the unsuccessful strip mall and get to a neighborhood of perfectly aligned houses. They all has burgandy bricks and sepia rooftops. It was like walking into Old-People Land. Just from the sight of the homes and community, I could tell he lived with grandparents.

  We keep walking, passing perfectly-cut lawns an garden gnomes grinning bigger then thier plastic faces could hold. We finally reach the end of the lines of cloned houses to a different one.

  This one was grey-bricked, and black-roofed. No garden gnomes or perfect lawn. Weeds greeted me by brushing against my leg and a bunch of birds frantically flying away from the sight of me. Great, now birds are scared of me. What's new?

  He unlocked the reddish-brown door and walked inside, pulling me into a deep dark cave called Braden's House.