Caught In A Trance

You Could Bet That, Never Gotta Sweat That

Saturday at 9 am

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Korinna's POV

     "Are you up?!" My mom kept shouting. I was already up finishing my competition makeup and hair. "Ma, I'm almost done. I have until 10 am to make it to the gym at school." The competition is at our school since we have the biggest gym among other schools. My mom walked into the room excited. "Mookie, this is so exciting. You know the Morales' are coming. You know, your little boyfriend." I had already told my mom about Miles and I. Our moms were ecstatic and rubbed in our faces that they knew it would happen.

     "Make sure to eat breakfast. I made a full meal ok. I need you to bring it today. It's your senior year!" My mom is completely rambling. She runs to open the door and Ms. Rio is standing there ready to go. "Hermosaaa, I'm so excited to see you perform today. Your mom and I took off of work just to spend the day with you. My beautiful future daughter." Rio was pinching my cheeks. "Wait, I just finished my makeup," I tried to move away from her. "We know that your performance is at noon, but we plan to be there at 11 am when the function starts." My mom assures me as Rio lets go.

     I nod my head and walk into the kitchen. My mom had made a huge breakfast. "Mijo will be there too. He said he had to make a quick stop back to his uncle's place, but he'll be there at 11  too. You know he has to see his novia." Rio finished her statement and turned back to my mom as they talked. This feels familiar. I observe them as I have in the past. The light complexion, the light makeup style, and their outfit. They had matching t-shirts with my name printed on it. The color of the shirt represented our school colors. They paired the shirt with jeans. Yep, definitely best friends.

     I turned to eat breakfast as my mind drifted to last night. I am still starstruck. Miles was definitely skilled in the fingering category, and that surprised me. Miles comes across more selfish than that. I didn't have a good experience back at home for that reason. The particular guy I fooled around with was obsessed with chasing his own needs and that left me completely unsatisfied. Because I've taken the time to explore my own body, I know exactly what I like. What left me mind blown was the fact that I didn't have to tell Miles shit.

     In fact, he dedicated his time to pleasing me the correct way. I think that was my first time having an orgasm with a guy doing it and not me. That left me wanting to return the pleasure. I think, in my version of sex, that's what makes it fun. Sometimes it's not what you can do for me, but it's what I can do for you. I'm sure he has more tricks up his sleeves, because that was barely a taste.

     I couldn't help but think about why Miles left last night. His mom mentioned his uncle, but it rubs me the wrong way. I quickly fell asleep, but I woke up later to an unsettling feeling. I noticed the emptiness in the bed when I opened my eyes last night. I sat up to rub my eyes when I saw a purple figure run across my window. It reminded me of the Prowler. Someone that I infamously saw all over the news nowadays. To me, the villain is terrifying; they're someone who creeps at night, kills, steals, and is nearly impossible to catch. They aren't even certain of the alias' race. That's how unknown they are. For them to be that close to my window, my heart sank deep down into my body. I felt completely nauseous. If the figure wanted me gone, I'm sure they could do it in a way where my mom wouldn't have known I was home for the night. I had to put on chill study music to go back to sleep. It freaked me out that bad.

"Mookie, it's about time for you to go!" My mom snapped me out of my thoughts. I look at the time, 9:45 am. I also checked my messages to see that Miles reached out to me.

Pippi Longstocking 🌙💜

Buenos dias, mi sol. Take care of yourself this morning. It was a pleasure taking care of you 😉 I'll be up there with the family at 11.