Sensing You

Greenhouse Aromas

Wednesday. J building. Me and Mira. Quite frankly I wasn't entirely sure what I was thinking at the time but it felt right so I just went for it. Plus there was no way in hell that I was going to pussy out of this one. This was my perfect opportunity to get somewhere with her and I didn't plan on giving it up. 

I was never the most romantic guy. You can't expect to find me bringing flowers and roses to your house and I'm sure as hell not the most traditional loving guy around. I'm not gonna make an effort to meet your parents to ask for their blessing for your hand in marriage. I'd much rather just get married in secret and tell everyone after because that is between me and my bride. 

None the less, marriage wasn't really one of my top priorities. Quite frankly I never really saw a point in me getting married. What happens, happens. And if I find the woman that is perfect for me then I would no doubt put a ring on her finger. But I'd much rather just see where life takes me before I do anything that is that committing. 

Either way that was something for the future. What is important now is me finding a way to make this afternoon the most memorable it could possibly be.  I knew Mira had Drama club on Wednesdays which is why I asked her to meet me. I still remember when Mira would perform in plays and and musicals, she always had such a soothing voice. Now when she goes to drama she isn't a performer. She just does back stage work. 

I got ready for the day. Nothing fancy it wasn't a date. I didn't want to do anything that makes her feel uncomfortable. If I came off as too strong then I would've ruined everything right then and there.  

I hopped on the bus and talked to everyone per usual. I went through the motions but honestly I wasn't mentally there. I was too busy thinking of someone else. Mira to be exact. How would I talk to her? How would I make sure that she's comfortable with everything? I was never exactly the best at reading minds. But the real question was why was I thinking so hard about this? Whenever I would go out with other girls I didn't nearly put in this much effort. And I didn't even begin to overthink so much about things like I am now. It's weird and almost uncomfortable. Was I that desperate for her validation? 

The rest of the day was kind of blurry. I remember talking to Anthony and some of the other boys. I remember my usual hoes greeting me and trying to flirt but I brushed them off. Usually I liked the attention from the ladies, but the only girl I had in my head was Mira. No, she wasn't a girl like the rest of the females that surround me. She was a lady. Something was clearly fucking with my head because I have never held a female to this high of regard. 

The end of day bell rang. I saw the students flooding out the school, going to the buses, their cars, or the sidewalk to begin to get home. But I saw the competitive cheerleaders begin to head to the grassy area in front of H building to begin practicing their cheers for their next competition.

Then I saw her. Mira started walking to H building in order to meet with the Drama club at the auditorium. Mira is the vice president of the club. I remember hearing about it from Anthony awhile back. 

Once I saw she made it into the auditorium safely, I raced to J building. My junior friend, Issac was there waiting for me. He had his floral class in the gardening classes for his last period of the day. J building was essentially a greenhouse and the door automatically locked when closed and you needed the key to open it back up. So Issac agreed to stay behind for me so he could keep the door open. 

"Thanks man. I owe you." 

"Gotcha 13." Then Issac left. I snickered at being called 13, my jersey number. I entered the greenhouse and was overwhelmed by the smell inside. There were plenty of flowers, fruits, vegetables and other plants around. Overall just a crap ton of greenery, but it was pretty. I just hoped Mira would like the setting. I set my bag down in a corner to keep it out of view and then started setting up the items I packed. 

Although this greenhouse was filled with tons of flowers I chose to bring her some. Black roses. They were as dark as I could get them. I don't know how to explain it but they caught my eye, they were unique like her and I thought they were fitting. I had about thirty minutes to kill before drama club was over so I grabbed my phone and started scrolling through Instagram while I waited for her club to end. 

Thirty minutes had passed and then I suddenly heard a gentle knock on the door. It had to be Mira. I walked over and saw her figure through the glass. I opened the door and there she was. I already saw her in the morning but now I was getting a good look at her.  She had on tight, high waisted white skinny jeans, with a navy blue school t-shirt tucked in her pants, pronouncing her chest. Her black dock martins that she loved to boast about and her black midnight hair in French braids. Her round glasses and high prescription enhanced her beautiful eyes but not so much to the point where she looked like a cartoon. She had a dozen or so crystal bracelets on her right arm and even more rubber bands with different fundraiser names on her left arm. 

I had to look down at her and she had to look up at me seeing the fact that I'm 6'2 and she's 5'4. About 5'5 with those boots though. It took me awhile to think what to say as this beautiful girl with fair skin, faint freckles, and cute dimples looked up at me. The appeal to Mira wasn't hard to see. 

As I took awhile to speak she took the imitative of entering the greenhouse and closing the door behind her.  She had a look around the greenhouse and her eyes fell on the black roses seeing as though they stuck out from the rest of the plants in this building. 

"These aren't a school plant." She pointed out then looked at me. I must've had the dumbest smile on my face as she asked me if I bought the flowers for her. I nodded and she picked them up carefully. At further examination she noticed that I cut of the thorns. It was something I did in my free time as I waited for her. I didn't want her getting cut. 

She looked at me shocked. I suppose she didn't expect me to do that but I did it regardless. I walked up to her closing the space that I had previously gave her to ensure that she wouldn't have gotten scared of me. Now our bodies were close and we looked into one another's eyes again.  

She held the roses in her left hand and as I moved my hand to grab her right hand in mine, she had moved it and before I knew it, she was running her right hand through my hair. Letting each strand fall between her fingers. She would twist certain strands, ruffle certain areas and she even began to massage my scalp. I swear I turned into a domesticated animal right then and there because I had never felt something so comfortable and the feeling made me feel as though I was on cloud 9. I had my eyes closed then they abruptly opened as I realized something.  My dick had just gotten hard. Shit. 

There was no way in hell I was going to let her notice because I didn't wanna scare her off. Then again that was not something I had control over but still I didn't wanna freak her out. But then again I didn't want her to stop. It was a contradicting moment. Because if I moved away then I could probably regain my composure before she noticed. But if I pulled away she might get the wrong idea. 

I had to think fast so I did the first thing that came to mind. I took the roses with one hand and placed them on the table and with the other hand I pulled her face to mine and pressed my lips against hers and I began to kiss her. Her right hand glided from the top of my head to the back of it where she began gripping my hair as she began to kiss me roughly. It all happened pretty quickly, and although it wasn't helping my other situation I was surely enjoying the moment. 

I felt her hand glide down to my neck so I picked her up and set her on the table next to the roses and I began to become more aggressive with my kisses. Wanting to make sure she doesn't forget this.  I started rubbing her hand on her thigh as she started using her hand to explore my upper half. Then all of a sudden her knee hit it and I froze. She pulled away and looked at me. 

"You're really hard." She had a smug grin on her face and I leaned into her ear.

"You want it?" She began laughing then looked at me again. 

"Not today Ferden." Something about hearing her say my last name made me feel something. We continued with our make-out session for awhile then ended up leaving the school. I walked her back to her car and then as she drove away I realized. I didn't want to be some stupid secret link up, I wanted her to be mine and I wanted to be hers. I wanted to be exclusive so I needed to do something bigger.