Teen Romance Fantasy

Act 52 (Ty)

I was not exactly fond of the idea of having to go back to school. On one hand I was forced to see Alexy. On the other hand everyone most likely found out about our breakup. The only thing I could look forward to was Sarah and even she was living in her own world, since she started dating Christian.

You could say that I was rather lucky, since I did not run into Alexy. I figured that she was going to be spending her time with Louis but as it turned out, Alexy left the team.

"I don't know, it was rather sudden. She came up to me and said that she didn't want to take part in the tournament anymore. Elijah managed to convince Madeleine to join us however.", Louis explained to me. He seemed rather glad that I was not going to ditch them as well. I did not tell him that originally I planed to do so. If it had not been for Siren, I would have given up on the tournament as well.

"Are you really sure it was a good idea to join them for the second round? It's not like I have any reason to.", I asked in the middle of our study session. Sarah was struggling with writing the analysis for the political speech that had been given to us as homework. Over the course of the past weeks she had changed. So far she had passed every exam. Not even the teachers understood what kind of witchcraft she used to change so drastically.

"Of course. Since you've worked so hard to earn all those points, you should make use of them. Can you give me another one of those biscuits? I think I'm in love with them."

"Sure, here you go-" Wait a second, what?! Did I just hear wrong or did she actually say biscuits?

"Biscuits? Are you British?!"

Sarah arched an eyebrow in disbelief. She was just as confused as I was but for a far different reason. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, as she had this judgemental expression on her face.

"Are you serious?", she asked with an insanely British accent.

"I'm quite literally the most British person there is in this world and you're asking me if I'm British?! Have you ever listened to a word I said?! Don't you hear this accent?!"

"Well now that you mention it..."

Perhaps Sarah would have continued mocking me, if it were not for David, who suddenly entered my room without even knocking on the door. I had already told him to not do that about a thousand times but he never listened.

"Did you know that Sarah is British?", I asked without any shame.

"Of course he does! He's not you!"

"You're British?!"

Honestly, this look of despair on Sarah's face after she had to accept the fact that David did not realise she was British either, was worth gold. She was gaping like a fish. Obviously she had expected a different answer but fate decided to be on my side.

"Bloody hell, I'm surrounded by morons."

"It's okay. One day someone will realise from the very beginning that you're British."

I gently patted her head as I was very much aware that I had chosen death with that comment. I managed to run away just in time. I ran through our entire house, taking every stair case there was. She barely even managed to follow after me.

As I made it to my parent's bedroom, I decided that it would have been fun to hide behind the door. I tried my best to hold my breath, as she entered the bedroom. Every little sound could make her aware of my presence.

Quietly I watched her as she looked around the room. She was still out of breath from all the running. Gosh, and I thought Christian sucked at running. Still, this was the perfect opportunity for me. Just like an assassin I tried to approach her from behind. I was going to pay her back for what she did to me at the spring fair. Just one more step.

Bam!

What happened? I was laying on top of something soft. Weird, I was standing on my feet just a second ago. I opened my eyes and realised that I was laying on my parents bed. Somehow Sarah had noticed me and managed to body slam me onto the bed.

"I got you. Try getting on my nerves now."

I was a little surprised that she pushed me onto the bed and just a little stunned for a moment that she was pinning me down on this very same bed. I looked at her and blinked a few times, feeling a little lost. It was not the first time she had ever pinned me down like this and last time I was fucking scared for my life... but I was not protesting, just looking up at her, silently.

"Why do you look so smug? It's fucking annoying."

I gave her a little smirk, chuckling. I wasn't making a move to try to get out of this situation. I was just letting her pin me down and hold me against the bed.

"You're just so cute when you try to dominate me."

"Don't make me kill you."

"Are you really gonna kill me, princess? You're too soft to hurt me and I know how to get you all nice and calm again. You don't have the heart to hurt me."

"Don't force me to show you what I'm capable of."

"Are you really threatening me like this? I don't think you have it in you to actually hurt me."

The moment I felt her grip relax even the tiniest bit, I grabbed her wrist and switched our position so that I was pinning her down on the bed instead. I ended up straddling her hips and pinning her wrists down in place. My grip was firm around her waist and I just looked down on her.

"Did you really think I was just going to lie there?"

"I'll admit, I didn't expect you to fight back like this."

"You really are adorable when you try to act all dominant, you know. It's cute."

"You know I could get you down on your knees, if I wanted to."

"I'd like to see you try princess."

I leaned down closer to her, being actually quite aware that if she wanted to, she could break every bone in my body but now I stayed like this, holding her down by her wrists, and sitting on top of her. I just looked down at her for a while before I slowly started to slide my hands down. I went from her wrists, to sliding down her arms, towards her shoulders, taking my time to run my hands down her body. I let my fingers run down from the top of her soft chest to the skin of her exposed stomach, exploring her body carefully. Instantly I noticed how she began shivering. I gave her a little smirk before gently running my fingers over her stomach again.

"You're making a mistake."

"And what mistake is that, princess? I'm just having a little fun."

"Stop enjoying this so much."

"Why should I? I love watching you squirm. You're so cute like this princess and I like seeing you helpless underneath me. I like having you pinned down and having you all to myself and I don't plan on having it any other way."