The whole day seemed painfully slow. The teachers seemed to drone extra long, sapping the life and soul out of them as they did so.
When they had a mini quiz in science her brain had fogged over, and she surrendered to flopping over my chair with an uncharacteristic lack of boredom.
Actually, not so characteristic. Salome cast her a strange look when she put biosphere for something that was... Well something. After that class and the bell rang, everyone clamored out of the door, Yasmin first. She zoomed through the doors then stopped. Where would she meet him? With this new thought, she settled on a bench and proceeded to wait for Heathen. After fifteen minutes she decided that she might as well walk slowly back home and, dragging herself up, she began the walk home.
"Hey love. "Came a familiar sexy voice, and Yasmin turned, taking in how unbelievingly gorgeous Heathen was.
"So...about that kiss."He loped forward until their bodies were nearly touching. Electricity sparkled at their closeness. Yasmin's breathing grew erratic.
Heathen leaned forward, and the feel of his body fitted to her curves sent jolts down her spine.
Her heart fluttering, she strained on her toes, his beautiful eyes hypnotizing. He bent his head and brushed his lips against hers. The feel of his perfect mouth against hers made her tremble with anticipation.
She could feel just how close he was. The shape of his body. Lean, smooth, and rock hard.
Heart bouncing in her chest, he whispered his tongue along the outline of her mouth. She couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed his neck and kissed him.
Sparks exploded. Fire rippled down her body. She shuddered, closing her eyes and moaning witb pleasure.
Then he pulled away.
Reluctance flashed in his eyes but then a smirk marked his lips. He took out something wrapped in silver. "Here's your kiss."
He threw the silver thing at her. She caught it and stared down, realizing it was a chocolate.
"April Fools day!" he dimpled and winked at her. "Love."
Then he disappeared around the corner.
Shock was weaving through her. But she had looked into his eyes. She had felt the passion between them and seen tbe wanting in his eyes. She laughed to herself. How I could forget? April Fools Day.
It was actually quite amusing. Ignoring the painful needles in her heart she shook her head and popped the chocolate in her mouth.
Then she started back home, trying to ignore the way his mouth felt against hers, how he tasted, the hunger in his lion eyes.
It was just a prank! She scolded herself. Or was it?
Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm. She opened her mouth to scream but the person clapped a hand over her mouth. She tried to struggle, but she could feel the muscle in the person's arm. The person pulled her into a graffitied alley. She looked up to see...
Beau?
"Fishie-man?"
He grinned at her, loosening his grip. "Hey, I'm not the fishie-man. The principal is. " he placed a cigarette in his mouth.
"Hey, don't smoke in front of me."
He shrugged and threw it into the alley. "It was wasted anyway."
Yasmin realized that Beau, excuse her, fishie-man pantser, still had his hand on her.
She wrenched away from him. "You seriously had to grab me and drag me in an alley like some kidnapper?"
"A sexy kidnapper,"Beau smirked, cocking his thick, handsome eyebrows.
Yasmin snorted. "Whatever. I thought you were suspended?"
"Eh, who cares. That guy has fishie underwear. Like seriously, it's fishy that he had fishie underwear. Why would I take him seriously?" Beau propped himself against the alleyway, his smirk fading. "Why did I see you with my brother?"
"Why do you care, Mr. Fishie-man pantser?" Yasmin felt tne chocolate from Heathen melt away in her mouth.
"Because you shouldn't be with him. He may be the nice one, but he has a secret that will endanger you."
"If he has a secret then so do you,"Yasmin retorted.
"Hey. I make up for it. I am the super-sized McShizzle Bad Boy supreme."
"You read Percy Jackson?" Yasmin asked, amused.
"Of course. Uncle Rick is lit. And I aim to be Nico and Leo 2.0."
Any guy who reads Percy Jackson is asking for instant attraction.
"So what's your secret, Mr. Fishie- man pantser?"
"All in good time."
She raised his eyebrows at her.
"You don't have to worry about Heathen and I. He just April Fool'd me."
"Ah, classic. " He looked at her. "Hey, I was wondering. You have a nickname for me and Heathen has a nickname for you but I don't have a nickname for you."
He pretended to think, tapping his chin. "How about, mini Piper?"
"Wait what?"
"I mean, you're going for Heathen who is basically Mr. Perfect Jason Grace."
"Hey. Don't be rude, Mr. Fishie-pantser."
"Fine. I know what I'll call you." Beau sidled up to me. He gazed in my eyes and it was like ice was on fire. His blond hair perfectly framed his face. I realized then, just how aristocratic he was. "No playing around. No references. This my very own, original name. " He let out a breath and it fanned my face. He touched my bare arms. I shuddered. His skin was cold.
Don't get fooled again!
"Hey, don't do what Heathen did. That's very unoriginal!" I pulled away but he hung onto my arm. "Hey, it's just a name. " he leaned over and his lips met my ear.
"Ready?"
I nodded, my lips suddenly sealed shut. I was surprised on how silky but low his voice was.
"Yammy."
"What?"
I pulled away, glaring at him.
"Yammy!" he grinned.
"It's perfect. "
He brushed the hair away from my face. "A perfect name for a perfect girl."
Before I could react, he gave me a one-fingered salute and strode backwards. "Seeya around Yammy!"
And with that word in my mind, Beau raised his brows at me and turned away.Hey guys! So I made this one extra long for an April Fools special! Since it's longer, I'm not updating again today. Which twin do you like better? Beau or Heathen? Tell me in the comments and vote!
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