I put on a cute pale skater dress and made my way over to the park, There he was, waiting there with a smoke in his right hand. He hears my presence and turns around to face me, I walk over to him. "Hey baby cakes" yep I knew I shouldn't of came. "First of all don't call me that and secondly please stop trying to get into my pants it's not gonna work". "Ok baby cakes" he says in a flirtatious tone, why is it turning me on? No! I'm not going for the bait. He finishes his smoke blowing the rest of it in my face and dropping the bud on the ground. He puts his arm around my waist and I pull away instantly. I'm shivering, cold and I just want to go home this is awkward and it's just gonna get worse. "Here" he hands me his denim jacket and puts it around my shoulders. It's so cold you can see your breath in the air, I feel like a dragon. "Thanks" hey dick face is actually a pretty good guy. He chuckles, it's the cutest laugh I've ever heard but I ignore that fact. "Why are you laughing?" I'm confused but I smile and look into his deep sea blue eyes. "I've never gotten your name baby cakes" "again stop calling me that! And it's violet call me violet!" I give him the impression that he's ticking me off with that name. "I'm still gonna call you baby cakes" that pisses me off but I kinda like it I think it's cute, no! There's that fall for the guy you just met attitude again. "What's your name?" "Brandon" "last name?" "Walter, Brandon Walter" of course he's hot and he has to have a hot name too, I role my eyes and let out a sigh. "Do you wanna go back to my house?" "Ew no why?" "My dads not home" I was about to say and your mum but than I remembered. "Gives me a even bigger reason to not go home with you" he looks away, I can tell he's upset from my words. "Your not like other girls Violet" he called me Violet I can tell he's not fucking around he's serious. "Well I'll cya around" he starts to walk away and he doesn't even take back his jacket. "Hey you want your jacket back?" "Nah give it to me when you see me again" another thing about Brandon is that I can tell he's caring. He's actually a pretty big softy if you get on his good side, well that I think I'm on his good side. "You sure you don't want it now?" "No keep it, I know you want to and I know you'll sleep with it" at that moment I want to throw it on the ground and walk away but I don't and he's right. His jumper smells really good and it makes me feel calm and relaxed,I say goodbye and go home. Opening the door I start walking up to my room, my mum stops me half way up the stairs. "Where do you think your going missy?" She's angry "what do you mean mummy?" I say this so I don't get on her bad side I act cute and innocent. "Where were you all this time! It's 8 at night and you where meant to have dinner an hour ago!" "Sorry mummy I went to the park with a friend" "a boy?!" No I was with Ella" I hate lying to my mum but if she found out I was with a guy she would kill me. "Still doesn't give you a reason to be out this late! Have you studied?" "Yes" "have you cleaned your room" "yes" "have you done the dishes" "yes". She stops and roles her eyes, "are you hungry" "no I'm not I'm just gonna go to bed". "Ok good night honey" "night mum" Holy crap that was close! I change out of my dress and put on some cosy long pants and a Calvin Klein crop top and dive under my sheets drifting off into a deep sleep.
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Busker Boy
RomanceViolet falls in love with a boy and his musical talent whilst she is working part time at a bakery. Is he what she was expecting or is he a bad, bad boy. For older readers Graphic scenes Not! For younger readers! Sorry kids!