Summer School Chapter 18

I have to admit, having him knowing my secret place was a little disturbing. Literally, it was hidden the woods so well that there wasn't even a path back to it. How the hell did he find out?!

"What, you don't want me here?" His voice was taunting, his blue eyes laughing. Screw him. That bastard.

Okay, so I've got a little anger issue. Well, maybe more than a little. Leave me alone about it, please. And, the only time that my temper came out was in my thoughts, so I didn't get into that much trouble....So often.

My stomach did flip-flops, but I labeled it as unease for remembering teh last time I had been on this cliff with a guy. It hadn't ended so well.

"Kim? Ms. Cel? Helllooo?"

His voice was annoying, was my first thought. The second was 'What would it sound like after love-making?' Kimberly! I scolded myself and struggled not to look at him, less he see me blush. I was NOT the blushing type.

"Hey, you alright? You're looking a little pale," he commented. See? I told you I didn't blush that often. Instead, I grow pale. Isn't that just fantastic?

"Huh? Oh...Yeah. Thanks, Mark." I had to admit, my voice sounded alient to my own ears and I just realized that his hands were on my shoulders. I would've let my hands remove them, but my hands were a little unsteady right now.

Shit! I'm fuckin' attracted to him! That bastard made me like him! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Okay, so any other time, this would've been hilarious. It wasn't hilarious. In fact, it was downright miserable. I was attracted to a scum-bag. Shit!

"I-I think that I need to sit down," I managed and promptly sat on the ground. When did I rise? I had no idea.

His gaze was worried, though heated as it ran over me. Any other time, I would've punched the unlucky son of a bitch that chose to check me out, but I decided that this once it was okay. Who knew that sooner or later I would've liked someone that I first hated?

All in all, I could describe this day with two words: Holy Shit!

Mark's View:

Is she alright? She's looking a little pale-Well, paler than normal.

I decided to elect myself to check. Who knew whether or not she would pass out and fall into my arms anytime now?...Wait, that might be okay by me. I would love to feel those luscious curves. Who knew whether or not that skin was as soft as it look?

Well, definitely not me. Oh, well. If I had my way, she would be falling into my arms without a sensible thought in that pretty head of hers.

Now, if only I can keep her from finding out about that night so long ago...

"I'll be right back, okay?!" The little boy's voice rang out above the forest, but obviously the girl's cries were too loud because she didn't answer.

The boy didn't waste anytime and soon was running back the way the kids had come...But that way included going through a part of town that he really wished not to enter unless necessary.

Too bad! She was in trouble, he would not fail her. And he would become her knight in shining armor, carrying her off into the sunset to live happily ever after.

He had almost made it home to tell her mom...But then the school bully found him.

"Please, Johnny, I need to get home!" The boy's wailing voice didn't attract any attention. Attention that he needed so much right now, though he usually shied away from attention. It only got him into trouble.

"You got the etra- Entrance fee, kid?" The bully's knuckles popped as he cracked them. And his neck cracked from side to side, showing signs of the normal aggression.

"You know I don't, Johnny! Please, let me by and I'll pay you twice as much next time, alright?" The boy's worried eyes gazed up at the bully. The bully ignored it.

It was a long time before the kid actually got him. And only then because someone found him, unconcious, on the ground. he was rushed to the hospital, and there he stayed, unconcious, for the next three days.

His mom rushed him from that town after finding out about the bullies...

Kim had been staring at me for a while, I realized. I prayed that she wasn't trying to read my face.

But, once again, my prayers weren't answered. Shit.

"You-You're Mark, aren't you?" Fuck.

Okay, okay! I haven't posted in a while, but I'm taking my time. I pray that I still got all my fans.

(( Also, forgot to mention that the boy's name in the last chapter was Mark.))

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