Ace Merrill (1)

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up until last summer, the stereotype of "goody-goody" was almost always plastered on my forehead. my family was strongly knit and well educated at what they did, and i was expected to do nothing but the same. i do indeed have expectations for myself, as one does when influenced by successful beings from day one. what my family, and most others did not know was that i liked my fun just as much as the next. as little partying that there was in a small town like castlerock, oregon, i craved every bit i could handle.

i kept it my dirty little secret for a while, laying low while chugging back beers. maybe it was the sway of my hips, or even fate doing its job, but my secret did not last forever. the town hood, ace merrill, saw me that one night. he latched onto me, and i let him. the way a good girl could keep up with his antics drove him insane. i couldn't help myself from falling into his spell. he may have had me smoke something foreign or the alcohol was tapered with, but ace gave me the best time of my life; so much so, i remembered it all when i sobered up the next day. i silently hoped he'd reminisce as i did. that's just not what tough guys do, i'd think to myself positive he wouldn't care if i were still breathing. i was wrong- what was mine now became his dirty little secret.

just as i would every other day, i was walking home from school, head down and picking at my cuticles. the scuffing of converse to pavement made my gave falter up towards the noise. my gaze was met with a pair of familiar piercing blue eyes- the type girls drowned in. however, i learned to tread water, keeping my composure as best i could. his eyes trailed down my body which was covered by an ever-so-unflattering school uniform. i absentmindedly pulled at the hem of my plaid skirt, then i covered my hands with my sweater sleeves. maybe if i cover myself i'll just disappear into thin air, i prayed. ace body language said differently- it was hard to believe someone as hot as him found me attractive. he seemed to be holding himself back from jumping at me right then and there.

he looked from side to side, surveying the surrounding areas before taking my hand in his. he pulled me into a nearby alleyway slowly, not wanted to catch any undesired attention. he lightly leaned me against the brick wall of a random building, taking the cigarette out from in between his teeth to flick it to the ground. before he could do anything about it, i wrapped a hand around the back of his neck pulling his face close to mine. his rough lips connected to mine tenderly. my fingers found their way to the short hairs on the back of ace's neck, pulling at them softly as our lips moved in sync. the space between our two bodies were eliminated.

my eyes were closed, taking in every feeling ace was giving me; this seemed to be short-lived when ace abruptly pulled away. it was nice to look up at him and see just how content he was at that very moment, in that very position so close to me. it was hard for me not to smile while around ace; he was different when he was with me as cheesy as it sounds, and i always wanted to be near him just as we were then. of course, i thought, neither ace or i had been the type to settle down with one person. this was of course for different reasons. he liked having plenty of options; ace saw having a girlfriend as being held back from fun. i, however, was never really asked out by anyone before.

"baby," ace mumbled, looking straight at my eyes before kissing my neck quickly. "baby," he repeated,"i want you to be mine." i gasped lowly, not really sure if he was serious. is this real life, i thought. "like really being mine baby. i want to-to..." he stumbled with the words, finally showing some type of weakness to me. i gained a bit of confidence, squeezing ace slightly tighter in my arms. "and to what are you implying, mr. merrill?" i teased in a posh voice, seeing as he straightened himself back to his usual tall composure.

"just- please be my girlfriend," he said, biting his lip and looking into my eyes once more. i grinned, skimming my nose on his while nodding. he hollered with joy, picking me up and spinning me like he had just won the biggest prize there was. ace wasn't known for his ways in romance, but he surely made me feel like his prize.

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