The Quarterback and the Hybrid

Blood Water and lust.

He opens the book half way. As he scans the pages I stare intently at him. I look for detail then, in his features. He's got a chiseled jaw and he's got blackish brownish hair with perfectly tan skin. He's wearing a muscle shirt today and a plaid shirt over it. His smell is intoxicating and it's hard to place a finger on it but it's sort of like a bonfire and woodsy sent. He's wearing skinny jeans, he has them low on his hips. He did now how to make a girl swoon just by pure image.

He searches the page then reads, "Her beauty lovelier than any mere mortal, her skin as fair as marble, her lips more tempting than any others. With that I stole a kiss" Then he kissed me! It was slow and passionate. I came to my senses and tried to pull away, I bit his lip hard and he yelped and jumped back. I was so tempted to hit him where it hurts.

"Ow what the hell?" He yelled with fury in his eyes.
"You should've gotten the hell off me! You douche, now I'm going to leave and I DONT want you to follow me." I whisper shouted at him and started to storm off.
"Please don't." He sounded so innocent and sweet, like a little boy.

I stopped dead in my track looked over my shoulder and said, "What?" he looked so shocked, like he didn't expect me to hear or something.

"I-I really don't want you to leave.. Wanna ditch next period and have some fun in the janitors closet?" He sounded much more like himself now.

"No in fact I really want to leave, and I don't ditch unlike you I care about college. Now if you'll excuse me.." I walked past him the way he came instead of my way because my bag is by the door and its almost time for next period.

I look back and he stood there dumbfounded and couldn't help but smirk and chuckle at the sight. That's what he deserves for suggesting such a repulsive idea. I basically jump for joy when I grab my bag and head out the door, for one I just denied the egotistic jerk and my favourite class is next!

*Ten minutes later*

"Bonjour la classe, je suis tellement désolé, je suis en retard. Je suis coincé avoir à briser un combat! Adolescents maintenant quelques jours." My teacher Mrs.Paris said as she walked in. Paris is her first name I know odd right? I'm obviously in French and she just said 'Hello class, I'm so sorry I'm late. I got stuck having to break up a fight! Teenagers now a days.'

I smile at her as she says my name for role call, Mrs.Paris loves me and she's really sweet. She notices I'm here and says "Ah, jeune Rosalyn. Vous avez un beau sourire, vous devriez sourire plus souvent! Les garçons ne seraient pas en mesure de sortir, Comment allez-vous?" It means 'Ah, young Rosalyn. You have such a beautiful smile, you should smile more often! The boys wouldn't be able to get away, How are you?'

I responde "Je suis merveilleux, et non, je ne devrais pas, il est très pas. Je déteste! Ugh, Si seulement j'étais aussi belle que vous. Comment allez-vous aujourd'hui?" Which means 'I'm wonderful, and no I shouldn't it's not. I hate it! Ugh, If only I was as beautiful as you. How are you today?'

She gives me an undeicided look. "Bien aussi, merci pour le demander. Merci ma chérie" Also known as in english 'Good as well, thanks for asking. Thank you sweetheart.'

I just nod and put in my ear buds. I'm ahead in this class by about a few chapters so Mrs.Paris says I should just relax until we're all on the same page.

*About an hour later*

French just got let out and I'm headed to my locker for my bag, but as soon as it comes into sight I feel like running back. RJ is leaning on it but I'm not a pathetic human! I'll confront him, I make my angry way towards him. "Get the hell off of my locker" I look up into his eyes and something flares in them, Anger.