Touchy feely

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I went into my seventh period as usual seeing Otis there"You look decent" gee thanks Otis "Aw man that's not what I wanted to say" Hm what was he gonna say?"You actually look kinda pretty in that dress"Why did he wait till the end of class to say that?And why did he give me that blanket?Ugh whatever it's not like I care.....okay maybe I care a little.

"Hi Norah"I turned to see him standing there."Uh hi"I said opening up my computer."So how's life?" "Good I guess"He signed out of my computer with a press of a button"Really?You're such a butthole"I signed back in and went to the website I was supposed to be on"Here let me help"He moved my hands away and finished

"See I can be nice when I want to, I'm not a bad guy"My eyes widened.Huh?What does he mean by that?"Uh yeah thanks"He's so close.He patted my head"Did I ever tell you you're short as fuck?" "Maybe once or twice"I really hope he can't see how red my face is right now.He sat down in a chair while I stood up and grabbed my clarinet.I started playing while he was looking at me "STOP LOOKING AT ME!" "Okay god damn"He looked away and so did I then we made eye contact again and both started laughing.

Then I went over to his drum seat and tried to play it"You push that idiot"He said pointing to a drum on the floor"I can't reach it" "Then scoot up....no!ugh"He grabbed my hands with the drum sticks.Geez he's so close.....why is he being so touchy feely all of a sudden?He started showing me how to play."Oooo I see you Otis, flirting with Norah are we?"A random kid said. "Shut the fuck up!"He looked at me then said"Here just let me show you"I stood up and he started beating on the drums he tried multiple times but failed to keep the rhythm each time

"You can do it just fine when I'm over there"I kinda blurted out.Opps."Yeah I know I'm trying to play that"He said pointing to a paper on the floor.I picked it up"God damn it I HAD IT" "Mhhm you totally had it and you weren't messing up each time right?" "Ugh whatever"Then I heard a girl, Joy, who was in here just for today start playing a familiar melody on her clarinet.I walked over there with Otis following after me."Let me try"I looked for my clarinet

"Here"Otis said holding it out to me.I tried to grab it but he held it up in the air"OTIS GIVE ME IT!"I yelled trying to reach it"You get it!" "I'm too short to get it, give me it!" "Make me"I got on a chair that was in front of him then put my hand on his shoulder and finally grabbed my clarinet.It was then that I realized I was touching his shoulder.I looked at him.I looked into those deep, mysterious, and mesmerizing eyes of his.Our faces about five inches apart if I move forward just a little I would be able to kiss him.

"Uh...hi?"He smiled"Hi.......can you get off of me now?" "Oh yeah sorry sure"I said and tried to get off peacefully but ended up just falling on my butt.Otis helped me up"T-thanks" "Yeah you're welcome I forgot how clumsy you were"I could feel my face burning up his was red too......why is it red?.......Wait does he l-"Norah you were gonna play with us?" "Oh yeah right"I felt two fingers beginning to rub my thigh.I looked and saw that it was Otis"What are you doing?" "I'm trying to make you uncomfortable is it working?"

It wasn't working in fact him being all touchy feely is making me realize that I still really like him. "No" "Damn it"He started to rub up and down my arm"What about now?" "Nope" "DAMN IT!" "There's only two things that can make me uncomfortable" "What are they?" "Smacking my butt which you won't do and you putting your mouth on my clarinet which you also won't do" "Fuck"he mumbled.I smirked"I can probably make you uncomfortable" "How?" "Sit down and I'll show you" "Uhhhh okay"

I sat down in his lap facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck.He gulped and closed his eyes.I leaned into his ear"What's poking me daddy?"He let out a shaky breath and opened his eyes"Pull my pants down and find out"He said inches away from my lips"Maybe I will"I said getting closer to him."Uhhhhhhh Norah, Otis, the teacher is coming"Joy said a little worried but we didn't move.Otis put his hand on my face then moved it down to the side of my neck.His eyes were full of lust and I'm sure mines were too.

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