Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

19

We didn't die.

I guess I' just over dramatic but Suga and I did not become alligator food. We crossed the bridge successfully and now we're back to our original mission-finding the damn box.

"I told you we'd make it," he says smugly.

"I told you we'd make it," I mimick. "I'm never crossing that contraption ever again."

"You're just a scaredy-cat. It's not that bad."

"Whatever you– what's that?"

In between shrubs, I could see a wooden gold and brown box. I finally found it! I leave Suga's side and run forward towards the direction of the box, "Suga, hurry up!" I yell.

As I ran , I see a figure zoom past me and grab hold of my treasure!

Now it's on.

"Hey, hey, hey," I stomp towards whoever it is that's holding my property. "I caught sight of that box first so I will really appreciate it if you let it go, like right now before I shove you–"

"You never stop with the threats do you, Princess?"

Why do I always have to run into her? Does the universe hate me or something?

I stretch my right hand towards her. "Lisa, hand the box over. You know damn well I saw it first."

"Well, I grabbed it first, finders keepers." Her eyes twinkle with mischief, her white shirt already covered in mud.

Yikes.

"Okay, that's it." I leap towards her and tackle her to the ground. Her eyes widen in surprise but I smirk. I try to drag the box away from her but she already hit it underneath her body. "Give me that box."

"No, and get off me." She tries to push me off her but I refuse to move. Our position is quite capricious really; I'm on top on her and my legs are wrapped tightly around her legs so she wouldn't run away.

Nothing sexual about that at all.

"You're an animal." She pants.

"And you're a prick for not handing the box over." Lisa flips us over so our positions are reversed; she's on top of me now, her left hand securely pinning both of my hands to the ground while the other is holding MY box.

We are staring at each other, chest pumping and bodies sweating. You know, if I didn't want that box so desperately and if I didn't hate her guts, I probably would have blushed or giggled like the girls in Winterwood when she tells them Hi in the hallway.

"I always like my woman underneath me, wreathing and screaming my name," she says with a crooked smile. I scrunch ip my face in disgust. As if I'd have sex with her.

"Get off me," I warn in a sing-song tone. I'm getting really pissed now and my hands will not be pinned for much longer.

"Or what?"

"Oh look, Principal Yang is approaching," I point to the right. She loosens her grip and lets her guard down so I grab the box and escape. I sprint towards the side before she could realize it was a scam.

"Suga!" I scream. I'm not able to get far though because Lisa catches up to me and grabs my waist from the back, lifting me off the ground.

Can she stop with the touching and the grabbing?

I try to wiggle out of her hold and kick her but it's no use. First off, she's like 5'7 and an athlete. Plus, she has clearly defined muscles. The chances of me winning is like the chances of a goat winning a wrestling match against a lion–none.