A Game of Hide and Seek

The Library

Lunch came and went by quickly. Megan and I filled Siobhan in on our night at the Den, all 3 of us gushing over Blake and Megan's latest crush Marcus. Every so often Megan's gaze would flicker over to where Marcus was sitting and if she caught his eye she would blush and give him a small smile.

We joked, laughed and gossiped as per usual, while Danny patiently ate his food waiting to drag Siobhan away from us so he could actually spend some time with her. Towards the end of lunch we all disappeared our own way. I had no remaining lessons left, while the others had their last period of the day.

That's the good thing about college, you don't have lessons 6 hours a day, 5 days a week. The most amount of lessons I have a day is 4 and that's only once a week, the others days I only have 2 or 3 lessons. The time period in which I don't have any lessons the students are encouraged to use this as free study however there isn't anyone stopping you from going home.

I decided to oblige to their encouragement and found a quiet spot in the back of the library. I started writing the essay that Miss. Renton set for English.

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A bright white light streamed past my closed eyelids and directly into my eyes, it woke me with a startle. I opened my eyes, white spots dancing in front of me, the sound of a gravely chuckle surrounded me as I tried to get my bearings.

Where am I?

"You got a bit of drool." A voice said in between laughs. I snapped my head up to see Blake clutching his stomach with one hand as he laughed hysterically and a camera in his other.

I quickly wiped my mouth checking for drool, and true to his word there was salvia sitting on my chin. Vile. Without hesitation I leapt out of my chair and lunged towards Blake, but he was quicker than me and dashed away, losing himself in the isles of books.

So that's where I am, the library.

After running into many people and isles and apologising profusely, to the people not the isles, I had found Blake, and we were chasing each other like children in a playground. Finally, he came to halt as he had run into a dead end of desks. Slowly he turned around, but what surprised me was the smirk that lay on his face.

"Looks like you've got me Lizzy." He broke then silence and shrugged.

I just replied by flashing him an evil grin. The deal we made repeated in my head, and it was time to put my plan in action.

I took deliberately slow, long strides towards him. I licked my formerly dry lips and lay one hand on his sculpted chest and ran my fingers over his collar bones making him shiver at my delicate touch, after a moment of teasing I walked around him to sit on a desk. My legs hung over the edge and as I crossed my legs, the red skirt I was wearing hitched further up my thigh, dangerously close to revealing the skin of my bum.

Blake's eyelids hooded with lust as he took in the skin on show, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and instantly looked away from me. He hadn't even noticed that I took the camera from his grip as I was running my hands over his chest, obviously I made more of an impact than I originally thought, this boosted my confidence and allowed me to find my voice.

"You're pretty easy to steal from, you know that?" I asked, lifting his camera and dangling it in front of him. Instantly he grabbed it back, checking to see if the pictures of a sleeping me were still on there. Luckily I deleted them when I had the chance.

"You won't find any pictures of me, deleted them already." He looked at me with a glare. In this whole time Blake hadn't said a word and it was starting to freak me out.