"wait a second ... you had a sex dream? about ricco?" she shouts after i tell her the unfortunate news.
i shush her loudly, my eyes practically bulging out their sockets at the thought of anyone hearing. it would be mortifying.
"oh shit sorry," she mumbled, opening her locker to get her books, "alright well i gotta go to class, make sure you don't get too wet tonight," she smirks, winking.
i playfully push her shoulder and she laughs, stalking off to class. i spend a while watching her walk away, and i nod my head as her hips sway. she really got a fatty. that's my best friend.
"hey sweet thing," yells a voice from across the hall. i roll my eyes and turn my head, already knowing the familiar pair of eyes i would meet.
locking his eyes on mine he guides himself to me. once he's close enough, he pins me to the locker with his hand on the space next to my head.
"you didn't reply to my note yesterday," he whispers into my right ear, sending chills down my spine. don't give in melody, don't give in.
"you missed me?," ricco breathes on my face, allowing me to inhale the scent of his minty breath. his face is now less than 5 seconds away from mine, and it's getting harder to breath normally. i swear, the things this kid does.
i quickly push him off of me while rolling my eyes, closing my locker. as i walk off, annoyed and sexually frustrated, i hear him chuckle behind me with his friends. god, what a jerk.
i just hope tonight the same thing doesn't occur. i just want a peaceful night of sleep with no ricco. is that so hard to ask?
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Fanfictioni know i didnt like him. hell, im pretty sure i hated him. but those sex dreams man. those dreams, those were the ones that kept me begging. those were the ones that yearned me to change my dreams into a reality. • in which a girl has reoccurring s...
