The Bad Boy's App

Touching

Thorin: Hey, I'm taking you to school today.

It seemed like Thorin wanted to take me to school today in his illegal car that he bought with his illegal money that he got by illegally gambling because he joined an illegal underground fight club. Did I mention that it was illegal? But I knew it was, I saw it with my own two eyes. Right in front of me, as Thorin threw one punch and knocked the guy out.

Me: Good, we can talk on our way to school then.

I'll admit, I was a little cranky. I was up all night and then going to school with only a cup of green tea helping me. Coffee wasn't my forte, and so the caffeine I was ingesting was a tiny minuscule to what I've been used to ingesting with little sleep. It was kind of good that Thorin was willing to drive because I was obviously too tired to be able to function on the road.

Thanks to still having time to actually try with an outfit, that's what I did. Was it out of pettiness because there was a little tension between Thorin and I? Yes. But at least I was willing to admit it. It wasn't even something bad, either. Just a t shirt that was actually my size and jeans that happened to make my assets more... apparent. Were they the same jeans that I was wearing when that one guy said that he liked my ass? Yes.

I watched as the black car rolled into my driveway. Mom's car was gone thanks to her job, so my car was riding solo until Thorin decided to show up. It was bright out when I walked out and Thorin must of thought the same when he stepped out with black sunglasses on his face. They did make him look pretty cool, but that was something I never would have told him.

He smirked, slightly tilting his glasses a little forward so I could see his eyes. I eyed him, when he opened the passenger door for me. "Flora." My name rolled off of the Irish tongue.

"Thorin." My cheek was kissed, the only thing that was going to be kissed at that moment. Thorin thought he was slick, but he was indeed not that day. I caught him as I was getting him with his eyes on me, especially the lower part of me. He tried to play it cool by closing the door after I got in and slowly strolled to his side.

The ride to school was somewhat silent because it was in the morning, my ass was tired and still a little upset about him stealing from me. Plus Thorin seemed like he was still irritated about me and Mel following him to where he was fighting. Hey, at least he now has a cousin who is going to support him though she would probably try to fight him. But at least there was a silver lining in this dark cloud.

I eyed him as subtly as I could without him knowing I was indeed being a creeper. But my ass had a good reason for being a creeper. I was trying to see if he was going to say something because I wasn't. But I knew how I could get him to crack and say something. Again, I was petty and pretty cranky at this point.

Breathing slowly, trying to keep my heart rate at a pace that wouldn't go all crazy and make me end up going to the hospital, I placed my hand on his leg. Technically, he said that I could touch him whenever and wherever so that's what I did. I picked Thorin's leg to get his attention and make him speak up a little bit. I know, it was a smart idea. At least his jeans were warm and helped fight against the chilly morning.

There still wasn't any talking. We were going to have to go into phase two of this mission. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I tried to keep my nerves at bay. I would have been cooler if I had the right amount of sleep and caffeine but I was going to have to use whatever my body produced naturally to make sure I didn't die from nerves. But I got this, ya girl got this to make this boy squirm.

I gave the thigh that was covered in black skinny jeans, a little squeeze. Nothing too drastic but something that someone wouldn't be able to ignore. Just a tiny squeeze thanks to my thumb that was gently digging and rubbing the flesh. This is the part where I thought I had won.