BIG-J

23

The next day, as I approached the school, a newfound sense of confidence washed over me. I was eager to attend classes, knowing that I had James as my support. Just as I was about to enter my class, I noticed James near his locker, and I couldn't resist walking over to talk to him.

As I was conversing with James, Dominic appeared, wearing a sad and guilty expression. He pleaded, "Babe, I'm sorry, please forgive me." I couldn't believe his audacity to think a simple apology would fix everything. He continued, "I love you, please..."

To make him go, to end this lingering drama, something inside me snapped. Without a second thought, I slammed James' locker shut, pushed him against it, and grabbed him by the collar. I kissed him passionately, feeling the taste of cigarettes on his lips, a scent I didn't particularly like, but his tongue certainly worked its magic. He smirked, pulling us closer by holding my waist.

Caught in the intensity of the moment, I barely registered Dominic's shocked expression and tears as he ran away from the scene. I was completely lost in the kiss, and only when James gently pushed me away did I snap back to reality. With a grin, he said, "Damn, shorty, that was wild," and winked before leaving me standing there, blushing and utterly shocked.

As I made my way to my class, my mind was in a whirlwind. I couldn't believe what had just happened, and I couldn't help but wonder about the implications of that impromptu kiss. 

After school, all I could think about was avoiding James. I felt so embarrassed after our kiss, and I didn't know how to face him. Yet, despite my efforts to push him out of my mind, I couldn't stop thinking about the peculiar taste of his lips, a mix of cigarettes and mint. It was strange but oddly intriguing.

I decided to head straight to the bus stop, hoping to escape any chance encounter with James. Fortunately, luck was on my side, and he was nowhere to be seen. I found solace on the bench, intending to drown out my thoughts with some music. Just as I was about to put on my headphones, the sound of an approaching car caught my attention.

To my surprise, it was Shreya's car, with James sitting right next to her. My heart skipped a beat as she rolled down the window and smiled at me, inviting me to join them. Part of me wanted to accept the offer, as Shreya was a great friend, but the memory of the kiss with James flooded my cheeks with embarrassment.

Feeling my face flush, I awkwardly met James' gaze, not knowing what to say. In a moment of panic, I made a hasty decision and ran away from the scene. I decided to walk home, which was a journey of nearly three hours. Looking back, I couldn't believe my actions - running away like a fool from a situation that, deep down, I wished I could have handled differently. Oof, what a day it had been.

As soon as I reached home, Shreya approached me and asked if I was okay. I apologized for my abrupt behaviour and explained that I needed some time alone. Feeling overwhelmed by the thoughts of James and our kiss, I retreated to my room and lay in bed, trying to clear my mind.

Exhausted and emotionally charged, I closed my eyes and the memories of the kiss with James consumed me. It felt so real as if he was gently pulling me closer, his hands tenderly holding my cheeks and waist. With a mischievous smirk, he leaned in and started planting soft kisses on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

In my dreamlike state, I could feel every sensation so vividly. His touch was electrifying, and my heart raced with excitement as the fantasy intensified. James' fingers traced a tantalizing path lower and lower, teasingly sliding between my thighs, igniting a wave of desire within me.

The dream continued to unfold in a captivating and intoxicating manner. I was completely lost in the moment, surrendering to the intense emotions that surged through me. But just as the dream reached its climax, a sudden jolt brought me back to reality – my alarm clock ringing loudly.

Startled, I quickly turned off the alarm, and the remnants of the dream slowly dissipated. My heart was still racing, and I couldn't believe the intensity of the feelings I had experienced during that dream. It had felt so real, like a secret encounter with James, but now I had to face the truth - it was all just a product of my imagination.

Blushing with embarrassment, I realized how deeply my subconscious mind had been affected by that kiss. As the realization sank in, I couldn't help but chuckle at the power of my thoughts. It was just a dream, but the emotions it stirred were very much real.

Taking a deep breath, I knew I had to confront my feelings and figure out what they meant. But for now, I had to get ready for the day ahead and try to keep my mind from wandering back to that incredibly vivid dream of James. It was going to be a challenging day, filled with thoughts of a moment that had only existed in my imagination.