Divinely Devoured

Chapter Six - Magic Mike

Instead of seeing Luke, like I thought I would, I saw Rylan.

He was sitting there, as cool as a cucumber, munching on his salad.

No! That can't be right. Wasn't he just right next to me? Getting me all hot and bothered with his intrusive touches and sexy whispers. Did I imagine it all?

I found myself blushing as I turned to face Luke, who was occupying the seat on my left.

"I'm so sorry" I said in the most genuine tone I could manage.

Blushing? What the hell is wrong with me? Since when do I blush?

Probably since you started having steamy fantasies of strangers Aves!

"No worries, I'm quite used to it." He said with a sincere smile.

I turned to Rylan once again, still unable to comprehend what the hell just happened.

I mean this was different than getting lost in my thoughts. This all seemed so real. It felt so real. Yeah sure, whatever happened at the lab I could probably pass off as daydreaming; but this... This was a whole new level of 'zoning out'.

Surely there had to be some logical explanation. Well other than my raging teenage hormones of course.

However, I highly doubt my hormones would become so vicious that I'd be having these super intense daydreams, or rather these day fantasies. Like I don't even watch porn or read erotica for my imagination to be this vivid. The most I've seen are photos of male models.

Well Rylan was hot enough to be a model. Or a sexy stripper. Ooh, like Magic Mike.

Once again I had to control my insanely wayward thoughts.

Maybe I am just becoming an overly hormonal teenager after all.

The fact that the jerk in question always seemed to be smirking or silently gloating, didn't exactly put my suspicions at ease.

As crazy as it may sound, it just appeared as though he had some sort of twisted inside joke going on or something. Hmm... That might explain the gloating, but what if the smirking and gloating is part of his signature look or something?

Well that is possible right? Don't guys use that to create an air of mystery around them? To keep people of the opposite sex guessing?

You mean curious teenage girls like you guessing?  And perhaps even hallucinating? Is that even possible?

Ugh! I refuse to believe that a mere smirk has that kind of power over me.

One way or another, I will figure this out.

The sound of the buzzer abruptly interrupted my determined thoughts. I looked down at the pancakes and choc chip cookies in complete dismay.

I mean I literally couldn't fathom the thought of wasting such yummy food, but I suppose I have no other choice. I grabbed my milkshake and I was all set for gym class.

"You could keep them to snack on later you know." Rylan surprised me by saying.

I found my cheeks heating up. How did he find the perfect response to my recent thoughts? Perhaps my longing looks at the leftovers weren't as subtle as I'd thought.

"Nah, it's cool. We should get going." I replied.

Well it was a bit of a relief having Leona and Luke with us. My newfound daydreaming tendencies might just be less likely to occur when they're around.

On second thought, considering what happened at the cafeteria, in the best case scenario they'd just be able to help me snap out of it.

Our gym teacher entered, with his usual sports gear on looking good enough to eat. Needless to say, I'd been crushing on him since freshman year. It's a pity he was married though, but ah well, a little looking never hurt anyone, right?