The Views of Both Sides (Kellic)

Chapter 8| Perhaps Your Heart is Kind But Your Mind Is Corrupted

Vic's POV

I waited at my house, checking in the mirror to make sure I still looked ok. My hair was combed and straight, and my clothes were clean. I smiled to myself.  I had a date! I had begun to develop a crush on the girl in my pre-calculous class, and I was more than thrilled when she agreed to go out with me.

Well, got out as in hang out in my house. This town was pretty small and boring, and we were both pretty poor. Not to mention an interracial couple in public wouldn't be very accepted by the general public. I then heard a very loud knock on the door. I quickly made my way towards the door, not wanting to leave her waiting.

I made it to the door and opened it up to see the lovely red head standing at my door in one of the shortest and sexiest black gothic dresses I had ever seen.

"You look beautiful," I said, smiling at Dani.

"Thanks. Not looking to bad yourself," she smiled back.

"Well I broke out my good converse just for you," I joked, stepping back so se could enter my house.

"How sweet," she giggled, moving past me.

"Do you want anything to drink? I have monster, water, milk, OJ?" I asked, and she bit her lip, shaking her head.

"Well...I can think of one thing in particular I'd like to drink..."

"And what's that?"

She smiled and stepped forward, kissing my neck and playing with the base of my shirt.

"Well hello," I chuckled.

"You're so fucking hot," she giggled, kissing my neck again and sliding her hand up my shirt.

"I'm glad," I laughed, pulling away and trying to lead her to the couch. "What do you wanna do?" I asked.

"I have some... ideas..." she smirked.

"Do you...have any other ideas?" I asked.

"Like what?"

"I don't know...we could what a movie? I have some DVDs. We could listen to music? We could talk..." I suddenly realized what was going on.

This wasn't a date; it was just sex.

"I mean, I'd rather do other things"

"This isn't a date is it," I said, my face falling. I didn't know why I was so surprised the first girl I had been romantically interested in didn't like me back. She noticed my face drop and hers followed quickly behind.

"I'm sorry...I'm just not really looking for a relationship right now..." she said, shifting around uncomfortably. "You're still the most attractive guy I think I've ever met though..."

"You think that?" I asked.

"Have met the other boys in this town?" She giggled, sitting down on the couch.

"I mean, you're pretty hot yourself."

"Does that mean you still wanna..." she trailed off, smirking at me.

"I mean..." I thought for a moment. If I couldn't date her this was most probably second best.

It was then I saw her hike up her skirt, pulling it up past her thigh, clearly showing off the black lace panties she had decided to wear. I smirked, and grabbed her hand, pulling her up quickly.

"Where are we going?" She asked innocently.

"My room," I said, dragging her up the stairs. I heard her giggle in response.