Wakeing up the next morning was blissful as I felt light on my feat. The sun came shining into my room from the window hitting gentaly on my face. I got out of bed and saw a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My hair was a messy around my head and a huge shirt hung down to my mid-thiegh letting my pail legs show. I looked like I just got out of bed, which I did.
Turning on a catchy song, I opened my door and drifted down the hallway toward Elliot's rome. I opened the door to see him sprawled across the bed with his head pressed up against a pillow and a bit of dried droll was at the corner of his mouth.
I ran and took a big leap as the bed shoke beneath me and Elliot jolted from his peaceful slumber.
"Lissy." He sighed plopped back down on the bed.
"Come on Elliot, get up." I pleaded as I shoke him side to side.
He groned the pushed me off the bed followed by a loud thump as I hit the wood floor. He stood with tired eyes and looked down at me.
"You okay?" He asked holding out his hand to pull me up.
"Ya I'm good, but you sir are not." I said gestureing to his appearance.
His curly brown hair was springing up in all directions and his eyes held a red puffy look to them. He looked like he was high on some drug.
"You look like your high." I states blandly.
His pajama pants hung low on his waist showing off his bare chest that was decorated with a very defined six pack and a very prominent v-line. Military school did him well.
Yawning he covered his mouth with his hand sleepily," don't you dare fall back into that bed." I warned pointing my finger at him.
I walked over rto the closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and random button up shirt for him to wear. Throwing it on the bes I took one last look up at him.
"Take your time. I don't want to getto school to early today.." I said pattig his shoulder before leaving.
Back in my own room I picked out a random shirt that fit a little snugly to my waist and breasts. With some light skinny jeans I styled my hair where it laied effortlessly over my shoulders and did a light cover of makupe before sliding on my converses and grabbing my bookbag. Puting my phone in my back pocket I joged out to the kitchen with a spring in my step.
"Why are you in such a good mode today?" He asked casually poring himself a bowl of cereal.
"What, I can't just be happy for the hell of it." I retorted grabbing an apple from the counter.
He gave me a pointed look,"no."
"Well for tour information Mr.Grumpypants, I am happy because of a certain someone." I stated while thinking of Ryan smiling beside me before wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
"Oh tell me you guys didn't have sex." Elliot spoke with a concerned tone to his voice.
"No, god no... But we were close to." I whispered the last part.
Somehow he managed to here it and literally spit out his cereal and giving me a dear caught in headlights look.
"What?" I said rolling my eyes," we never went beyond a little groping." I said as if it were nothing.
"Lissy!" Elliot shouted throwing his hands up in the air," you just started dating!"
"I know." I said now feeling a little embarrassed.
"Come on, let's get to school." He said finally giving up on the topic.
I jogged behind him, my happiness returning. In the car the music was blaring and we were wearing our shades as we yelled along to the songs.
"I put my thing on, and my booty straight ate it!" We shouted in unison as the song /#NOTYOURS (feat. Junglepussy)/ came on through the stario blasting at full volume.
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Loving To The Touch
Teen FictionLiving a normal teenage life, Lizzy was just starting her junior year at Carter High, and just like all the other schools there was clicks. The jocks, cheerleaders, the goths, nerds, and so on. But Lizzy was not really part of any clicks. At leadt s...