The Flyer

CHAPTER 9: Perverted, Psychotic Pedophile

CHAPTER 9: Perverted, Psychotic Pedophile

Janis's POV

"I'm not doing anything though." Kyle says.

"Well, incase you thought about doing something" I say trying to escape from his grip.

"Why are you trying to leave?"

"Be- because!" I say, still struggling.

"Because why, Janis?" Kyle asks, with a big smirk.

"Because you're like some perverted, psychotic, pedophile!" I finally shriek.

"I am NOT a pedophile!" Kyle defends, getting up quickly.

"Yes, you are!"

"I am not," he says, "Just so you know, I haven't actually had anything to do with younger girls unless they ask for it, hell, not even with older girls or girls my age! I'm not like that."

"So? That doesn't change the fact that they're younger than you!!" I yell and Kyle smirks.

"How old are you?" I ask, curious.

"I don't give information out for free, Janis," he says. His eyes were practically gleaming with excitement.

"What are you trying to get at?" I was skeptical about him, still.

"I want a kiss, Janis."

My face turns hot and my eyes widens. "A kiss? Why?"

"What do you mean why? I just want one." Kyle says, his smirk gone.

"Okay, but tell me how old you are first."

"Alright, but if you don't kiss me I'll make you do it" Kyle grins looking straight into my eyes.

I nod.

"Seventeen."

"Really?" We're the same age!

"Yeah. So now my kiss." Kyle says, clearly blowing off my surprise.

I blush and stay still.

"Okay, then. I'll kiss you. Whatever", he cups my chin with his hand and I feel myself blush even more so I squeeze my eyes shut, "Aww come on, Janis! Not even your little sister was this embarrassed!"

I open my eyes and stare straight into Kyle's black ones. I frown, but suddenly feel determined to prove myself. I slap Kyle's hand away and crush my lips to his, causing his eyes to widen in shock.