A Series of Excerpts that Will Never Become Books

Something New

The sun was a dazzling white, floating in the middle of the sky as if to claim and illuminate its territory at the same time. The girl stood on the corner of an intersection, looking at the signs. The street horizontal to her was named "Zeal Street" while the street to her right was named "Predilection Lane." She shifted where she stood, uncertain about her appearance. Her hair was let down, the wavy, lustrous brown locks reaching all the way to her lower back. She wore an orange, short-sleeved pullover, which had a pouch pocket set where her belly is. The pullover was her favorite to wear, as it was fuzzy and comfortable, but had short enough sleeves so she could cover up things and not be dying of heat either. Her bottoms were an entirely different story however. They were jeans she had cut down into shorts, but had cut them too short. She immediately regretted not taking them off as soon as she walked around the corner. Her legs were open and exposed, leaving her to think that she was showing too much. The girl didn't want him to think she was raunchy. Come to think of it, The girl thought, turning around. The bathing suit isn't helping my case either. Maybe I should go and-

"Where do you think you're going?" Said a familiar voice, playfully. The girl whirled around only to come face-to-face with the boy. He was quite literally right in front of her, so close her head would be touching his chest if she leaned forward just a tad.

The sun was setting, turning from bright white to yellow to a deep orange. The sky erupted in colors as if to say goodbye to the sun for the day as it was descending slowly into the ground. The pool was following suit, emitting a deep orange hue along with rays of light bouncing from its surface. The pair sat on the edge facing the setting sun, legs in the water. Her shorts surprisingly cut off right before her crotch, frayed at the end as if she cut them off from an old pair of jeans. Her top was even more surprising as she wore a orange bikini top that could barely restrain her chest. The boy could only guess that her underwear comprised of the other half of her bikini, but was never sure as he couldn't check. Her legs moved up and down gently, slow enough for the boy to notice every detail of them. They were smooth with no blemishes or imperfections in sight. From the tip of her big toe all the way up to her thigh was one shade of champagne, which he found very impressive considering she only wore jeans and sweatpants along with long sleeved tops up until now.

Her upper body was toned the same way, with the only imperfection he could find was her huge scar on her upper forearm from cutting in the same place countless amounts of times. Her face was beautiful with the obvious lack of imperfections, she also bore faded freckles on her cheek, which were once very noticeable. But now have been worn to be almost inconspicuous. Her eyes held a look of happiness to match her smile, which was colored with a beautiful hazel brown, with the outer part of her eye color being a brownish green of the sorts. The girl looked to her left, towards the awestruck boy, then looked away in embarrassment.

"Is it too much?" She asked shyly, clasping her hands in between her thighs. The boy grinned, never taking his eyes off the even cuter girl.

"No, if anything you should dress like this more often. You look beautiful." The girl bit her lower lip, now insecure even more about her body.

"You're just saying that." She stated, not noticing the boy lean towards her. "I don't look good at all-" Before the girl could finish her sentence she was cut off by the boy, who had fully leaned in and sealed her lips with his. For her time stopped, everyone disappeared off the planet except them two. There was no birds chirping, no sound of the pool water cycling in and out, no sound of kids laughing far behind them. It was just Him, and Her. After what felt like a beautiful eternity, he pulled away. Looking into the girl's face, which turned to face the ground, filled with a mixture of shock, embarrassment, joy, and confusion.

"Does that convince you?" He asked, smiling at her reaction. "Or should I do it again?"

"Mmhm." She mumbled, face bright red.

"Oh?" He teased. "You want me to do it again?"

The girl shifted around, obviously uncomfortable.

"Could you.. Please?" She asked, looking up slightly. The boy chuckled slightly, gazing into her eyes for a bit.
"Yes ma'am." She closed her eyes as he leaned in, but stopped leaving a small opening between their lips.

"C'mon..." She whined softly, "Stop teasing me.." The boy chuckled again, softer this time. Grinning before closing the gap between them once more.