Aftershock

Old lunch tables, faded brick walls

Chapter 1

I looked across the campus. All I found were those mysterious shaded eyes watching me. I felt a shiver run down my back at his intense gaze. Its been happening for a while now. Kinda like a routine. I sit here, on the old run down lunch table. And he stands over there by the faded red brick walls. With a new girl drapped on him everyday. It use to bother me but I see he pays no attention to them, or their shiny, neon color nails sliding down his defined chest, making their way down to his little 'friend'. Nope. His eyes stay on me. He practically has everyone swooning over him. Even guys. So confident that they'll please him because they know what a guy likes. I mean I wouldn't blame them he is a sex god. I beckon him to come with my pointer finger. I watched as he detached the girl's hand from his body and made his way towards me. He stood in front of the table, he cocked his head to the side, observing me.
"It's not nice to stare," I say
"Why wouldn't I stare at something as beautiful as you," he replied while shrugging his shoulders.
I blush and reply, "well if you really want to look at me you should take a picture it last longer." Sass dripping from my lips.

He didn't respond but I did hear a low chuckle. It sounded musical. Putting a smile on my face instantly. I looked down at my food. I waved my fork in front of his face.
"You want some," I inquire
He nodded his head no. Well he's no fun. I look at him and smirk.
"Sit," I commanded
He sat down quickly. He looks totally clam and collected. And I on the other hand I am freaking out. I Don't know why, this was my idea. I move my tray over, so its in front of him. I move myself and sit on his lap. I feel him grow underneath me as I wiggle myself to get comfortable. I smile at myself, full on knowing that I got him were I am wanted.
"Please, " I started "I cant finish it by myself," I finish by pouting my lip a little bit. I see him hesitate for a moment but then he nodded his head yes. He opens his mouth a tiny bit as I wave the fork in front of him again. And we sent the whole lunch break like that. Me on his lap as he helped me eat. I don't really like it but as long as he keeps me on his lap and doesn't push me always like those other girls, I'm fine.

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