Iyzebel-- pronounced like eyes-a-bell
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We flirted for alot of the period, since we had a substitute. The new girl's name was Iyzebel, but she preferred to be called Bel, she was very open, and talked about even awkward subjects without hesitating. On her paper she had many drawings of demonic and devilish creatures, which was creepy, but really cool at the same time. At the bell, we stayed in our seats. We now had our hands on each other's and stared each other in the eyes.
"I hate to break anything up," the teacher interupted, "But I have to get somewhere. So if you could please move this out of the classroom, I have to lock up."
"Oh, yeah no problem miss." I looked away from Bel, and just as i finished, she added,
"If you need to go somewhere, we can lock the door for you..." she trailed off.
"Oh, thank you, my dear but i'm afraid I am not allowed to leave the keys with a student!" the old lady looked small and fragile, and her voice was a little weak.
"I am just trying to help." Bel looked straight in to the teacher's eyes and had a firm, but not aggressive, tone.
"Oh, in that case, go ahead. Thanks for being a dear-y, you can leave the keys in the art office."
As soon as the teacher was down the hall and out of sight, bel shut the door and locked it. "I never said we would leave," she winked as she put her arms around me. We leaned closer together, and she kissed me. I don't think a first kiss with any girl has been as easy as this one.
Just as I was about to move further, we heard a key in the door. Way to ruin the moment. we where kicked out by a tall male with some sort of european accent. We walked out, and parted ways. the rest of school was uneventful, so After gym class I decided to leave and take the car home, before anyone noticed.
After a while I got bored. So I went to the coffee shop that was around the corner of my block. I walked, because it was impossible to get parking during "rush hour". The line was extremely long so i skipped the line and got in front of an old lady.
"What do you think you're doing?" She yelled. I ignored her and walked up to the cash. I think the casheer has a thing for me.
"I'll have a large black coffee." I looked back at the line, "and whatever she's having." I pointed to Bel. She looked pretty surprised as she walked up to the cash register
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