He's so sweet. "Really?"
"You bet your life on it." He whispered, kissing my neck.
"You're so sweet." I whispered back, putting my hand on his cheek. "But you're not gonna get me back that easily." I smiled.
"Oh. Well, what do ya say we go back to the little spot? Would that woo you?" He side smiled.
I put my head on his shoulder. "Well, right now, we need to study."
He groaned his protest. "Study for what?! It's summer vacation, baby! No more school!"
"Well you've missed a lot of school time, so. . . ."
He mumbled something, crossing his arms.
"What?"
"I said, so what? School's over."
"You're not very got at math because of your 'tutoring', so I guess you're gonna have to deal with it."
"Are you giving me sass, miss?"
"Yes." I stuck my nose up in the air.
"Oh, now you're gonna get it!" He started to try to find my ticklish spot.
He found it. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "Ooh I found it! I found it!" He smiled, sticking out his tongue. I kept trying to push him away, but to no avail. I kicked, and laughed, but he didn't resent.
When he was done, I put my head on his shoulder. "Is it just me, or is the bad boy turning good?"
"That may be so, but I think the good girl's going bad." He side smiled.
"You're a bad influence." I teased.
"I may be bad, but now I have someone who'll keep me in check. You, goodie-two-shoes!" He squeezed me a little.
"And I have a bad boy to take care of, now!" I looked at him, a sparkle in my eyes.
"Ooh, I guess I rubbed off on you." His eyes glinted, knowing exactly what the look in my eyes meant. "Well, you wanna talk in the spot?"
I guess he didn't know what it meant. "Yeah, sure." It was Friday. We had the whole weekend to study.
Smiling, he stepped out of the booth, then gave me his hand. I took it, and he led me to the secret spot.
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"Well, since you're making me good, I decided it's time I made you a little bad." He led me to the couch. "I can see the look in your eyes." I guess he did know what it meant. He leaned in and kissed me. Long and hot. He grabbed onto my arms.
Oh man. I don't know what it was, but he did something to me. He made me want him, in every way possible. By now, I didn't mind the smoke taste. I put my hands around his neck, then he moved his hands to my hips. He pulled his body closer to mine. In response, I filled the gap between us. Unfortunately, the way our bodies were on the couch was pretty uncomfortable. Noting this, he moved his hand down my leg until he got close to my knee, and gently pulled my leg over his. I decided to do something risky but also something that might make this more comfortable. Breaking our kiss, I repositioned myself so I was sitting on his lap, facing him.
He side smiled. "So I have rubbed off on you, then."
I got close to his face. "Guess so. What are you gonna do about it?"
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The Change
Fanfiction"You're the class nerd, aren't you?" Corey asked me. I get called that a lot. Just because I care about my grades, get my homework done on time, and like going to school doesn't make me a nerd. Right? "I guess." "Do you think you could help me with...
