The pants she is wearing
I spent all day yesterday with Kemo, even know he wouldn't answer to Kemo only Sexy Rexy. I only gave in once to get his attention because I was about to pee my pants.Yesterday night he stayed with me until my Cold episode went away. I mad him lay with me, I felt like I was in Antarctica, or what I assume it feels like.
I pull on a pair of skinny jeans with white stars all over them with a white shirt and vans.
Kemo is picking me up in one of his cars. Oh, I've never seen him in his own car. This should be exciting.
My dad isn't home so I just told him this morning that I was going out with friends. My phone rings, Amos' is calling.
"Hello!" I chirp as I lock the door behind me.
"Hey, cupcake, do you need a ride??" He asks. I jump in place freezing from the weather outside.
"No, brrrr. I'm cold though!" I say and keep jumping.
"Ok, just checking. I'm picking up the new guy, his name is Dagon, I'll introduce him when you get there." He says. "Bye, cupcake." He says.
"Bye," I say just as a black SUV pulls up. I've always loved SUV's. The door opens as I walk down the steps of my porch. Kemo walks around the big car with a black button up shirt with dark blue jeans. He looks at my clothes and shakes his head.
"Cold?" He asks handing me his leather jacket.
"Yeah, you have to make sacrifices to look good." He rolls his eyes and opens the door for me. I get in and smile at his ride. "Wow, Kemo in his own car. Amazing." I tease as he pulls out of my houses drive.
"You look pretty either way, you don't need to wear clothes that are going to make you cold." He says and I touch my heart.
"Compliment from, Sexy Rexy." I tease and he smiles at the use of his nickname. "Sexy Rexy fulfills his name." I say quietly as a compliment, but he catches it. His face crinkles in laughter.
"Really? Aren't you just so nice." He says pulling onto the highway. I play with my hair as we drive there.
Finally we pull up to the house. I wait until Kemo is ready to go inside. I pull him with me. He laughs and reluctantly goes with me.
We walk in and music blasts, the windows are throbbing with the beat as people sing along to the music.
I spot Amos who is talking to some guy, he had dark hair, board body and tan. I bet that's Dagon. I walk up to Amos and pull him into a hug. His hands wrap around my hips and give me a squeeze.
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Fire and Ice
FantasyMy life was once normal. I dance and I live. Average, Normal, and dance use to sum up my life until I met him. He told me that I wasn't human, that I was special and that he was too. I believe him because the things he has shown me. Now I will never...