Snapping out of fantasy, I moved away from him and sat on the chair that's at his desk.
"Let's start doing our work,"Tyler said while taking out the essentials needed for the assignment.
"Yup okay."
We were halfway through. I guessed he must have noticed that I wasn't concentrating at some points. My mind kept wandering off, thinking about the drawing in the book. And suddenly, I thought of Chris. The white flower. Him and I. Could it be......
"Curious about the drawing in my diary isn't it?"
Does he have superpowers or something? How did he read my mind?
"How did you......but it's fine if you don't wanna talk about it......"
"No it's okay. Let me see......right I'll start from here." My ears were all on him.
"When I was young, I had this huge crush on my childhood playmate. We would play costume dress up games which was her favourite. One day, I decided to confess my love for her. So I suggested to her that we should play a wedding ceremony story plot. I then gave her a flower and pecked her on the lips. And that was my first kiss to the girl whom I promise to cook for in the future. Afterwards, I had to move due to my parents work and wasn't able to contact her. That's how I lost my only playmate which was also my first love."he sighed.
I choked on my orange juice and it spilled all over me. The story was just too similar to my childhood memory. Tyler can't be Chris. Must be a coincidence. Furthermore, their names are different.
"Argh. Now I have to clean up. But that's a really sweet story Tyler. Never have I known you were already such a sweetie when you're younger."
"Did I heard 'already'? So you mean I'm sweet?"he smirked and blew me a kiss. Oh boy, he's back at it again with his famous arrogant smirk. Playfully, I grabbed the 'kiss' from the air and threw it on the ground before stomping on it. He faked crying and both of us burst into a fit of laughter. He covered my mouth and whispered,"Shhh we can't be too loud. Milo can hear us."
"Come on, let's get you something to change to. And I'll pop your clothes into the washing machine."
"Here. Put this white buttoned down top on. It's big and long enough to cover much of your thighs. My pants are too big for you."
"Thanks. You may leave now."
"Why?"
"So I could change duh."
"No. I'm staying here."he said with a smug. I could see a glint of mischief in his eyes. I flustered. Think Winnie think. How to get him out of here? Like they say, go big or go home.
"Okay then. Watch me. I'm gonna change now."
His muscles tensed up. I could see that he's panicking. But playing off coolly he said,"Go ahead. I'm waiting."
Gulped. Let's hope this works. I slowly removed my pants, revealing my thighs. Dancing potatoes. Good thing I'm not wearing my Hello Kitty panty. Wise choice. I removed my pants. Why isn't he budging. Last piece Winnie. Here goes nothing. I lift up my shirt showing my stomach. Just then, Tyler stood up and rushed out of the room while shutting it with his head hung low. I breathed a sigh of relief.
[Tyler's POV]
Can't believe I just said that. Uh oh looks like she's going for it. Shit. What am I suppose to do? Stay put and watch her? HOLY SHIT. She removed her pants already. I can't look. This is too embarrassing. My cheeks are like burning right now. Woah. Am I blushing?
I hope she doesn't see it. If not its gonna be so awkward. But I must say she looks effin hot. And she has pretty nice legs. Cream coloured. Are you checking out her legs Tyler?! A gentleman can't do that Tyler! Oh hell. She's going for her top now. I ran out of the room and closed the door just before she removes her top. My heart was thumping rapidly and as if at anytime it would just stop beating. Kill me now. But luckily I came out just in time. Save.
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Teen FictionChris was Winnie Miller's childhood sweetheart. But one day, he left and they lost in contact. Winnie then finds herself in a new class that has the school's hottest bad boy, Tyler Smith. And he just happens to live right across her house. Little do...
