Silver Walls

Chapter Two

~Aaron Kennedy~

"Aaron."

I ignored the voice.

"Aaaaaaron."

"Go away." I muttered, glancing over at the light blonde swinging her long legs on my side of the window. She smirked.

"Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron. Aaron-"

"What do you want, Jessica?!" I yelled, unconsciously loud. She smiled, nonetheless and sat still.

God that smile...

Teeth whiter than fucking toothpaste itself.

"I'm sorry." She pouted, like an innocent child when really she was the spawn of satan.

Who am I kidding she's an angel.

"Well sorry's not gonna cut it." I growled.

It was silent for a moment and I thought she finally left.

"To the window." I heard her voice. I turned to face the devil. "To the wall."

"Huh?" I was utterly confused.

"To the sweat coming down my balls."

I widened my eyes at her words and the provocative same move.

"And all you bitches crawl." She finished, pointing at me for affect as she froze from swaying her hips.

I muttered an incoherent sentence at her terrible rapping voice.

"You sound like a robot." I rolled my eyes.

She scoffed, "You sound like a wax job."

My eyes widened at her smirk. What kind of insult was that?

"Aaron!" My mom interrupted my train of thoughts.

"Yeah, mom!" I looked away from Jessica's flawless face to stare at the door, expectantly.

"Call Jessica over, I wanna ask her about the...thing."

I growled, low and animal like, turning to catch Jessica's seductive, blue eyes on me. Her blonde hair with light brown roots was pulled up in a tight pony tail, those full, dark pink lips lifted upward in a signature smirk, showing off a clean dental set of teeth, her casual, skinny jeans covering beautifully long, curvy and toned legs, and plain blue t-shirt, caused myself to wonder. Long, dark, curled, eyelashes surrounded the tempting orbs of hers, flawless tan skin, straight nose and heart shaped jaw line. Dimples beside her lips and light freckles were noticeable even with her short height. Her shirt rose up a bit showing off incredible curves, and what she was wearing wasn't hiding her bulging chest, along with my gaze on her upper half, whenever she turned around I couldn't help but stare at the two planets just waiting for my touch. She was perfection.

Damn it, Aaron you sound like a twat.

"I'm here, Lesley!" She suddenly shouted, causing me to straighten my posture and glance towards the now closed widow.

I glared at her, coming back to Earth.

Why the hell does she cloud my thoughts?

It's not right.

It feels right though...

Shut up!

You can't tell me to shut up, I'm you.