Two Worlds, One Heart

Butterlies, Tattoos and Sparks

Someone had fixed the closet door. Evangeline couldn't help but notice it the next morning she walked into school.

All of a sudden a hand roughly grabbed her and pulled her within the closet with them. Once again, it was Flint James.

This time however, Flint made sure to lock the door behind him and hide the key somewhere she couldn't reach it.

"Nice to see you again Evangeline." Flint smirked. Revenge was the only thing on his mind.

"Can't say the same about you Flint." Evangeline crossed her arms annoyed. At least this time he wasn't temptingly tracing his fingers softly on her lips and whispering in her ear seductively, though.

"Smile won't you." he teased, taking his fingers and stretching her mouth into a smile. Evangeline quickly swatted his hands away.

"Get your hands off me creep." she spat.

"Calm down, you're going to give me a boner if you keep your tough act up." he licked his lips. He had thought about it on his way back home from breaking up with Tesla. It would be a win win for him if he seduced the good girl. First of all his mum would be proud of him for once. And secondly, it would be quite nice if he became known as the guy that took the good girl's virginity.

He also knew of a bet that two guys from school made to see which one would take Evangeline's virginity first. If he took it before them, it would save her from being seduced by a guy that didn't care about her and only cared about a disgusting bet.

But did Flint care about her? He didn't know about that yet.

"You're a fucking weirdo." Evangeline laughed.

"There you go, you're smiling." Flint smirked. Evangeline didn't know what to say. Flint didn't either, initiating a silence between them. It wasn't awkward but it wasn't comfortable. Evangeline felt a lot of tension, Flint saw the tension between them as sexual tension.

Evangeline found it so strange. Time had never stopped for her, she refused it stopping because she didn't have enough time in the first place. But at this very moment, in a smelly closet with a sexy popular bad boy, she allowed time to stop.

Flint had always known Evangeline was kind of pretty. It wasn't obvious because she hid herself but he could see that she wasn't ugly, maybe just a bit insecure. And now that she stood in front of him, her eyes wide and time non existent, he realised that she wasn't just pretty, she was beautiful. He didn't mean to but he fell for her right there and then. It was nothing like he ever felt before.

In a state of shock, he unlocked the closet and walked out, leaving her by herself. And that was the end of their second closet meeting.

Confused, Evangeline walked out minutes after him. Her mind could process everything, from the respiratory system to Shakespeare's Macbeth. But she was unable to process what just happened. And that annoyed her.

She made her way to her lockers, weaving in and out of the buzzing students. As she reached into her locker for her textbooks, she saw Flint at the corner of her eye, his lips interlocked with the school's queen, Patricia Storm. It was full of passion and lust which Evangeline mistakenly took as love. That little mistake she made made her interpret the silence in the closet as nothing, whilst to Flint it was everything.

He couldn't believe that he had fallen for the nerd. Flint had always believed that he was going to fall in love with someone sexy and confident and popular, like Patricia. But he fell for the nerd. And to take his mind off it, he went straight to Patricia from the closet and brought her into a desperate kiss.