Trying not to show that I thought he was cute , I quickly moved my bag to the floor and turned back to the window . 'God he's cute , I wonder why he's on a train alone , maybe he's going back to his 'Prissy-Primp-Pretty-Princess of a girlfriend ' I said to myself , turning my head slightly I caught a quick glance at him , unfortunately he had the same idea . Our eyes met and he shot me a smile , it wasnt a big smile like the ones you do to freak someone out , it was a smile i had never seen before , soft yet stunning , sweet , calm , caring . Not wanting him to see me blush , i turned away quickly . "So whats a pretty girl like you doing travelling alone " the gorgeous angel asked ' HE THINKS IM PRETTY' I said to myself , then trying to put on a face like I didnt care, I turned and looked at him for a while . Looking over every feature in his perfectly chissled face ; his silky black hair that reached just above his eye lashes , his tiger brown eyes that looked like they could see into my soul , his nose (was ok but I didnt pay that much attention cuz I mean what girl sits and says 'Damn , he got a nice nose') , his beautifully shaped lips , pink and looked as soft as the sweater i had swiped last year (good thing mum didnt hear about that one) , his perfectly cut chest and biceps that looked like they were fighting to escape the confines of his cotton , blue , Y neck T-shirt , his -Woooooooah!!- thats alot of junk in that trunk . Ahh shit! Im staring , ok answer before he thinks your a complete psyco .' "I dont know , just felt like getting on a random train , hoping to meet a stranger , fall in love with him only to be chopped into pieces and left at my family members front doors ..! Wwhat do you think!?" I said , shocked me . "Noo! Im not , just going to live with an aunt for this summer and a few more months ." The handsome stranger gave me another of his seeming-to-be famous smiles and turned away . I turned away , then to hear ' well the only thing out of your first explaination that isnt going to happen is being chopped into pieces." He said to me in a whisper behind my ear , his soft breath blowing against my neck , reminded me of a spring breeze that woke me up one morning before a trial . I slowly swung my head around to loook into those beautiful eyes and said "and what about the other two things , you wouldnt happen to know any strangers looking for love would you ?" even the sarcasm in my voice didnt budge Mr Tiger eyes (thats the nick name I came up with for him) , he just sat in his seat and stared into my eyes . "Actually .......? - he leaned a little closer so only i could hear - your talking to one right now." mr tiger eyes said to me , his voice was amazing , and when he leaned in the wind blew his scent right up my nose , he smelled like the ocean , red roses in the early morning and heaven in a travel size person . Then what he had said finally clicked , "are you hitting on me!?! if so be warned , the last guy who used a chessy pick up line on me , now cant have children . I may be small , but I carry a serious kick ." I told him leaning back to the window so I could observe his every move! To my surprise , he didnt even look moved, disturbed , nothing , by what I just said , tilting his head to his left a little then placing his arm on the chair for support , he leaned forward and told me "who said I was hitting on you , I could just be making conversation . And by the look on your face right now , you feel pretty stupid ." the laugh he released made me realize I did feel kind of stupid , but I couldnt let him know that so I did what i do best , shot him a nasty scowl , rolled my eyes , let go a hiss and turned away my vision to the window . As i looked out the window i saw a lovely sign that confirmed the end of my life as i knew it 'Welcome to Idaho!' Perfect .... i was entering unknown teritory and they were welcoming me into it . The train slowly came to a stop in the station and i saw the glowing face of my aunt , "well it was nice talking to you ... guy " I said standing from my seat . "Its Nate , my name is Nate" the cute guy replied , "Good for you, you figured out your own name , bravo..." I said , with two hand claps , "Now can i please get off this train?" I asked , pointing to his long legs bent up and completely blocking my way out . "Only if you give me your name" , this guy is relentless , "Its Kat , Kat with a K , not short for Kathrine or Katerina , just Kat." I said slightly annoyed yet still intrigued . The confused look on his face said he was trying out for years , what grown-ass woman would name her child Kat! "Yeah , I know , not normal huh? well... my mother wasnt the best person of all time when she hasnt drunk , she was high and going into labour she just happened to be overly high so when i came out she claimed she heard me meow , so she saw it fitting to name me Kat. There! now you know my name , can i get off this god-for-saken-train now !?" with those last words rolling off my tongue 'Mr Tiger Eyes' now known as Nate , retracted his legs to let me through . As soon as I had a clear path , I swept up my bag and began to walk away . "You know , my mum just named me Nate cuz she thought it would 'suit me' . Does that count as interesting!" Nate shouted after me , I didnt want him to know it was funny so I just glanced over my shoulder , rolled my eyes and waved as i stepped through the train doors. "Hi hunny, ook I havent seen you since you were in arms , ouuu I just wanna squeeze youuuu..." the slightly , annoying familiar voice of my aunt said as she hugged me so tight i thought she pushed the fat i had on my stomach to my already-big- enough boobs . "uhmm , your suffiating me ." I said to the average size lady with hazel eyes and light brown hair and for someone her size , amazing strength . "ok sorry, come on lets go , we have alot to do today." Is this woman kidding me , 'things to do' the only thing i want to do is unpack , fill my stomach and go the hell to sleep , but miss bubbly insisted on me meeting the neighbours , oh!... and that the one right next to us has a son my age that could 'show me around' a.k.a a babysitter .
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Bad Girls can be Good
Short StoryAt a young age Kat's life was never easy , she went through a trying time until one day her mother sent her to live with her goody-two-shoes of an aunt (or so she thought) . Upon moving to live with said aunt she meets a young (handsome) man , who s...