unbound Princeton love story

chapter3

::Princeton P.O.V.::

-The rest of the day seemed like it would never end. In all my classes I found myself staring off into space imagining YN and I tonight. What would happen? I felt like I was 14, daydreaming about girls in school, but I couldn't help myself. When I walked through the door of my dorm Ray Ray was the only one home. It was seven o, clock.

Princeton: Where are the other two?

Ray Ray: Roc went... out and Prod has late classes now.

Princeton: Oh

-I went to my room to shower and change. I brushed my teeth and put on cologne. When I stepped out Ray Ray looked at me from his spot on the couch.

Ray Ray: Now where are you goin' lookin so clean?

Princeton: Out.

-I couldn't hide a smirk

Ray Ray: (O_O) With that YN girl?!

Princeton: Maybe

-Ray smiled

Ray Ray: OH SHOOT! Prince GETTIN IT! O.k. behave yo self. I aint raisin no babies

-I opened the door walked down to the fountain

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-It was only a few minutes before YN came up.

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-She looked perfect, I swallowed hard trying to keep cool.

Princeton: Hey beautiful

-She smiled

YN: Why do you always call me that?

Princeton: I call it like I see it

YN: Still gotta work on that game

-She took my hand.

Princeton:Where are we going?

YN: You'll see

-After a while we were walking through a pretty sketchy part of town. The guys we passed on the street kept eyeing YN, but she didn't seem to notice.

"Hey baby," One of them called in her direction as she went by

"How bout you drop that clown and come chill with some real niqqas"

-She continued to ignore their presence. But one of them called over to me

"Whatcha doin lil boy?! Leave a piece of meat like that for the big dogs"

YN: Ignore them babe

-She grabbed my hand and we walked the rest of the way to a beat up looking art studio. She pushed the rickety old door open

Yn: C' mon

-She lead me down some steps. The place was creepy. What was she doing around here this time of night? She flicked on a light at the bottom of the stairwell. Art decorated the entire place. I wish you could have seen the way her face lit up as she looked at the paintings that leaned against the wall. Brushes and cans strewn everywhere and tarps covering the already clay caked floor.

YN: I share this place with a few other college kids. Most of them had no home, til Damien took them in here

Princeton: Who's Damien

YN: The boy who owns the studio. He found a bunch of us street kids with beautiful talents. He encouraged us all to go back to school and do what we love... I want you to meet him.

Princeton:These are fantastic

-Many of the paintings were of peace signs or protesters. They all had to do with a sense of freedom

YN: I like to think I'm not like anyone else. That's why I really like when you tell me I'm different... A lot of people think I'm crazy when I say this, but I want to show society that they don't own me. I don't have to conform to their ways to be beautiful

-Tears sprang up in her eyes as she gazed at the pieces

YN: Life isn't fair. Each and everyone of these kids knows that.

-I only blinked I didn't know what to tell her. She turned to me

YN: I'm sorry. You must think I'm a freak now.

-I didn't know what else to do. I walked over and put my lips softly on hers. Her lips were sweet and she was working her fingers through my hair as I held her face in my hands. She pressed closer to me so the only thing separating us was the thin fabric of our clothes. I pushed her up against the wall, I couldn't keep my hands still. They wanted to feel every curve in her body. I kissed her neck indulging in the smell of her perfume. She moaned quietly which only made me want her more. She separated from my body only slightly then placed one and between us. She started stroking me softly then began playing with me. I stopped kissing her.

Princeton: Not yet.

-But she continued.

YN: I'm just teasing you

-She stopped and brought our bodies close again, this time wrapping her arms around my neck.

YN: You're different too. And I know I don't know you well, but you make me feel amazing.

-Her head rested against my chest. I wanted this one