Solar sat at his desk with his hood over his head, covering his bowl-mullet hair combo. I sighed as I sat on my five foot tall stool staring in through the segmented glass of the classroom door. His hair was always so beautifully greasy, I wish he would let his black locks flow in this crisp school air. I wobbled uneasily on the stool, struggling to push myself off momentarily. A light pink blush illuminated my red label; oh dear I'm gonna fall!
My plastic hour-glass shaped body collided to the rocky pavement and I lay helplessly on the floor. An unspoken prayer filled my cap as I wished for that bell to ring so Solar would come pick me up and I could see a smile on his face again. This dreadful place wasn't meant for a soul so precious as him. Nor for me as I lay helpless and immobile. My luck was plentiful as no other students were likely to find me when class was in session, but how I still longed for Solar's uncomfortably sweaty hands to firmly grip me, for his lips to kiss away the condensation on my upper body, for his fingers to twist open my cap and...
The sharp, drawn out ding from the school bell snapped me out of my fantasies. The classroom door flung open and I was violently thrashed into a grass patch by the cement walkway. On my side in the grass, I only caught a glimpse on those familiar dirty black shoes as the love of my life walked gracefully to me, nearly tripping on air. He lifted me up in one hand and turned the brand name on my label to face him properly.
"Oh yeah... I'm gonna drink you." He said, his voice resembling that of an Angel's choir in which all of the cherubs were on methamphetamine. Solar ran a finger slowly from the star shaped cone of the bottom of my plastic form up to my cap, puckering his lips at me while he did. He HAD to be a master at seduction, considering the condensation that dribbled from my body onto the tip of his finger. I watched in blissful silence as the water trailed delicately across the ridges of his partially dookie covered finger. "Don't worry... I was only fingering my hole because I was thinking of you..." He whispered in his demon voice. He was my saviour.
