I'M A MESS

Chapter Eight

Day Three

Friday

 

Our teachers were having a meeting in the faculty office, leaving the students to roam around as if every single hour without any teacher was an hour of freedom.

For some reason, I ended up playing a truth-or-dare game with a group of boys and girls in the room. The bottle kept on turning and the game went on.

"Why don't we let Isaac join?", a girl suggested.

"Let's do that!", another agreed, stood up and walked to Isaac who was reading peacefully on his desk until the girl dragged him to the circle.

"W-what's going on?", Isaac sat on the tiled floor with an unknowing look on his face.

"It's a simple game of truth or dare. You do know how to play it, don't you?", a girl asks and he nods. "Then, let's proceed!"

The entire time the game went on, I stole a few glances at Isaac who, sitting amongst the students in the circle, smiled and laughed. Noticing my stare at him, he crossed eyes with mine and without a moment's hesitation,  I swiftly looked away.

The bottle spun and ended pointing at a girl.

"Truth or dare?"

"Hm, I'll go with dare".

"Then", another girl slipped the tip of a pocky stick into Isaac's mouth, "eat the pocky stick whole without snapping it into two!" The students in the circle pushed the girl and Isaac together.

"Why me?", Isaac complained.

"Because you were nearest to me!", the girl who ordered the dare reasoned. Isaac retreated to his portion in the circle while the circle kept on booing him.

"Hey, enough with that", I silenced them as the girl crawled to Isaac and sat beside him. She leaned into the pocky stick in his mouth and he pulled his head back. Looking at him, I noticed he was turning red and his eyebrows trembled.

Oh, his eyebrows trembled, I thought to myself.

The girl bit into the pocky stick and before reaching his lips, the stick snapped. "Ah, it broke", the girl said in a monotonous voice as she pulled back.

"You definitely did that on purpose!", a few girls reacted, making me chuckle. "I did not!", the girl excused. I turned to Isaac who wore the same blush on his face.

"Excuse me", he stood up and left the room.

"Oh, you're leaving already? No fun", the circle reacted and proceeded with the game. Feeling a bit responsible, I excused myself and followed him.

In a sharp curve, I lost sight of him. I looked around and thought, Where could he possibly go so quickly? My eyes landed on the men's bathroom so I entered it and found him rinsing his face by the sink. Perhaps hearing my footsteps, he perked his head up and looked at me with naked eyes, free from their frames. Water trickled on his skin and disappeared down the collar of his uniform.

"You better get back. The others are waiting for you", I said as I stood in front of the sink next to that which he used. I stared at my reflection and ruffled my hair a bit. In one corner of my eye, I saw Isaac hold his hair tightly with one hand and looked down.

"I shouldn't have joined that game", he dropped his shoulders.

"Why? Because you almost got your first kiss stolen?", I joked.

His eyes shot up at me with a startled expression and I replied with one that was filled with disbelief, "No way. I was right?"

"Shut your mouth, you prat. You know too much..", he leaned his hand on the edge of the sink and stared at his reflection in the mirror.

His back was slightly arched as he leaned on the sink and the water trickling down his skin was too erotic to ignore. I walked behind him and wrapped my arms around his trunk, pushing my body to his back. I let my hand slither on his uniform by the crotch and the other to cup his chin. I lifted his face up, enough for me to see the stretch of his neck as I proceeded to enjoy myself with his taste in my mouth. I felt his flesh against my tongue, tracing down from his cheekbone down to the hollow between his neck and shoulders where I sucked on until I left a mark. I retraced my tongue back up and reached his ear, making him bite his lower lip as he suppressed a moan. I met his golden eyes in his reflection and recognized the look which begged for a sweet release-

"Aaron!", Isaac's calling snapped me from my reveries once more. "You've been acting strange these past few days".

I palmed my face and chuckled nervously, "Sorry about that. And this, too".

"What 'this'?", he raised an eyebrow in question. Without giving either of us any time to pull back, I wormed my fingers through the blonde locks at the back of his head and pulled his face to mine. I gave him a peck on the lips. Pulling myself back, I told him, "Think of that as an accident". Then, I made my exit without daring to look back.