The Unexpected Spark

Ch. 8 - The Unexpected Spark

So this was originally called My Once All Girls Private High School, but I changed the name. Sorry for any confusion.

Chapter 8

*RECAP - Braine's POV*

Before I could turn to face him, I felt his warm fingers touching my upper back, making the hair on my arms stand straight up.

Slowly, he began to trail his fingers down my back resting them dangerously low. Suddenly he began to slide both his hands under my shirt resulting in my breath being sucked in. After trailing them up and down my back, he moved to my front making little circles on my stomach and then finally began gently making his way towards my breasts. Fully cupping them in his hands, he started to softly squeeze my nipples making them pointy and hard. Lost in the moment, I threw my head back resting it onto his shoulder and began to let out the moans I'd been keeping inside. Before anything more could happen, I turned to him, pushing him away and grabbed his hand, leading him upstairs.

"Where are we going?" Jess asked as he went back to trailing his hands up and down my body, confusion and lust clear in his eyes.

"To my room." I replied with a smirk.

*Braine's POV*

"To your room?" Jess stopped, acting surprised but clearly excited.

"Yup." I said to him, popping the P.

"We need to grab my jacket so that we can go." I said turning around so that I could laugh without him seeing. I swear, boys are just way too easy.

"You didn't think it was to do something else? Did you?" I say turning back to him raising an eyebrow, completely mocking him.

Attempting a quick recover, he stuttered, "Uh-h...no, of course not! Let's go get that...uh jacket."

Letting out a chuckle, I lead him upstairs into my room.

As we walked in, I turned around to find him completely stunned.

"Uh Jess? You alright there buddy?" I asked looking into his dazed eyes.

"This is your room?!" He asked bewildered as he begins looking around with an astounded expression.

"Uh...it was the last time I checked?" I say with a laugh.

*Jess's POV*

Holy Fuck! This girls room was like my dreamland. The walls were completely black with movie and band posters everywhere. There were black and white photos of things like old bicycles, ticket stubs, her family, her friends, her dog and self portraits lining the window that was open. Her bed was blood red with a white fur-like blanket and little pillows scattered all over. She had a dark brown wooden bookcase that went from the floor to the ceiling filled with easily over 200 books, and that's when I saw it. On a whole other wall she had a another floor-to-ceiling bookcase except in this one there was an old vinyl record player surrounded by rows and rows of records.

"Wow, I just...never would have thought this would be your room."

"What did you expect?" she said smirking. "A bright pink room with some crap canopy and like fucking daisies everywhere?

"Umm...maybe?"

"Hey!" She said hitting me on my arm.

"Well that's not me. You know, girls can still be feminine and not be into that whole pink girly-girl shit." She said clearly amused.

"hmm." I said walking over to an open drawer filled with lingerie. "Obviously not." I say turning to her, rubbing a pale rose lace thong between my fingers as I held it out to her.

"Alright Mr, enough molestation of my panties. Let's go." She proclaimed as she grabbed a pair of socks and a brown leather jacket, leading us down the stairs and out her door.

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Yes. That was an incredibly short chapter. Want to know why? It's because I'm a bit sad.

I know I've said this before, and I know it is probably really annoying, but...I feel like it just needs to be said.

Basically I just feel like no one is really reading my story any more. I mean, my first few chapters got a great amount of reads, votes and comments, and it even got me placed onto "whats hot" and "on the rise" more than once, which i am extremely grateful for. But i mean...it took more than 3 months just to get 20 fucking votes on chapter 7.

I do understand that you all have lives, and that you don't have time to just be voting on my little story which probably means nothing to you, and most likely more than half the people who read this chapter wont even both reading this...but the truth is, I too have a busy life, and believe me, I'm not saying that to sound pretentious or anything....but its true.

I love to write. It is one of my biggest passions, and that's one of the reasons why I cherish sites like Wattpad, Quizilla and Mibba so much. They give you the opportunity to write out the stories that are dancing around in your head, while also receiving critique and fans from people who truly do enjoy your work. But I mean....3 months!? That's just....that's just insane.

All I want to know is if any of you really want me to continue. Because, I mean I could just stop. There wouldn't be any hard feelings. I could just start a new story or just quit this completely because like I said, I'm a busy person. I'm graduating high school in two months, then I'm going backpacking in Central America for a month and then I am moving into my dorm in August. So you see, I'm a busy person too.

So basically the point of all this is I need to know if you want me to continue because if you truly do enjoy reading my story, then please tell me and I will. If not...then I guess it's just my time, au revoir.

- Shellbbbssss