Mystery Girl

4. It getting hot in here!

  He was still glaring into my soul, his grip on my shoulders loosened and the I took the chance to escape his no longer iron grip.

I walked ahead of him but could still hear him muttering to himself. "Well not for long darlin, not for long."

The silnce gave me time to think. It was still early so we were still the only one's in the hall. The dead silence made everything even more awkward between us. My thoughts started to wonder all over the place, about the fact Lee didn't want people to know his name was actually Sam or why I got a sensation when we touched.

As we neared our destination I pulled myself out of my thoughts and into reality.

"Hey we're almost to our lockers" I broke the silence first. "Your locker is down there," I point to the left, down the hall, "It should be four down." I gave him a light smile.

"Thanks for show'n me darlin." He sent me a wink before he walk a few lockers down.

"Whatever ya baka." I mutter under my breath, and with that I unlock my locker and switch out the books, I put them in order from first to fourth period. I can my such a neat freak sometimes...

(If you don't like parts where it starts to get steamy do not read last this piont!!!! I'm earning you all right now!!! I'll tell you when it's over!)

I'm interupted by arms wrapping around me as head lands on my shoulder, sending even more shivers down my spine.

"So you're a neat freak figured as much." Lee's breath tickled my ear, making my knees almost give out.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I asked in a hushed voice taken aback by the sudden movment of his arm tighting around my arms and waist.

"What does it look like?" The tip of his tounge went up my neck until he met my ear and started to nibble.

"S-stop!" I tried to pull away but his grip of iron held me in place. "L-Lee p-please let go."

"No" He stopped nibbling on my ear, and instead he traced my neck with his soft lips every once in a while he would kids me on my soft spot.

"I-I asked n-nicley so p-please stop" my knees were even closer to giving out now, I tried to turn around and after a few tries it worked. I put my hand on his chest and with all the strength omg my body I pushed him off of me. My face was burning, like I just got a terrible sun burn.

(STEAMY PARTS ARE OVER!!)

He looked down at me, a flash of emotion sent through his eyes.

I closed my locker and walked away to my first class leaving him staring there with a look of disbelief on his face... Is it wierd that I kinda feel bad?