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Summer School Chapter 15

Creative Created on 4-20-09 Views(146) Story Rating PG13

Our lips tangled together for a moment, my head already slanted from the way I looked at him. I felt his tongue gently brush my bottom lip and my mouth opened eagerly, as I was shocked to find.

I should not be kissing him!

My mind warned me, but I threw the warning out the window. It bounced, rolled and shattered against the pavement as I let my arms link about his neck. By then, he was gnawing on my bottom lip and I opened my mouth further, this time to protest.

I didn't get very far.

His tongue slipped into my mouth and explored the caverns that obviously entertained him. My own tongue wrestled with his for a moment and then I pushed his shoulders away, panting slightly.

"No, this isn't right. Scum-bags don't kiss kids like me." I told him and glanced away, his gaze seeming to penetrate my defense wall. "And I don't kiss. I don't date. And I sure as Hell don't care."

He chuckled, which only infuriated me more. I took a cautious step back...Well, as far as his arms, that had somehow mysteriously wound around my waist, would allow.

"Just for the record, I'm not a screwdriver. I'm a drill." His voice was light and teasing and I felt the unwelcome upturns of a smile at the edges of my lips.

"You loser,"I teased as I untwisted from his grasp, which seemed reluctant to let me go.

"Yep," he grinned. "That's me!" He pointed to himself and gave me a grin before giving my cheek a quick peck and running towards his house. "See you later, neighbor!" He called over his shoulder and disappeared into a small spot on the horizon. Small, black spot because the sun was glaring over his shoulder at me.

Then I turned to face my doom, my house, and, most importantly, my mother and uncle. Maybe if I was lucky, they hadn't arrived here yet. But I knew that my uncle had already arrived and sighed. Maybe inviting him to dinner wasn't such a good idea.

But whatever the cost was going to be this night, I wasn't about to fall from the stand on which I perched myself so proudly. I was going to make it through this Hell. I would show everybody that I was different from which they thought. I was going to make a difference somehow.

I just had to get through tonight.

And then I took a step forwards, onto my paved driveway, and felt all but my courage crumble around me like a wall hit with a bomb.

 

 

Sorry Guys!!! I quit writing for a little bit. I didn't get much time on the computer and I was trying to make the next chapter almost as good as I can get it.

As you can see, It still isn't great and it deffinetly isn't good, but I'll touch it up later when I print it out.

Thanks for reading, peeps! :D

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On April 21st 2009 JadeviarCullen Said: 
JadeviarCullen =) Love it.