Him and I {Chuck Clayton}

Chapter 2

I feel my cheeks heating up and undoubtedly turning the deepest crimson red share known to man. I quickly look away and try to hide my smile by biting my lip. I failed miserably.

"So" Chuck clears his throat. "Do you ride this train often?"

"Yeah I do for the most part," I respond still avoiding eye contact.

"Oh okay, that's whats up."

"Yep" was the only thing I could muster up to say.

We sit in silence for what feels like several minutes and I sneak quick peeks at Chuck, who has headphones in reading a book. To my surprise, he is reading Yu Yu Hakusho by Yoshihiro Togashi and Chuck looks up, catching my gaze.

"You are into manga?" I inquire pointing at his book.

"Yeah, Togashi one of my favorite authors to wind down to. He's a genius." Chuck beams at me taking his headphones out his ear.

"Winding down to huh? What are you about of the Nen Regime as well?" I joke

"Oh wait you read anime too?! Aren't you something." He bangers back.

We both laugh and Chuck starts talking about himself. Chuck is a Art major at Riverdale University and he has a paid internship at Bloomrose Publishing. Chuck also has a car but it's currently with his cousin as she is borrowing it to look for jobs. I was very tempted to ask him if he had any significant other in his life but my subconscious reminds me that its none of my business and I need to focus on getting my life together.

"So what about you?" Chuck asks me. "What's your life story?"

"There's not really much to tell. All I do is work work work. I'm saving up to buy a car and then figure out what I want to do with my life."

"I hear that. We've all been there. I'm sure you'll figure it out," Chuck assures me with a wink.

"I appreciate that," I thank him patting his hand.

Chuck looks up at the illuminated sign in front of us and he begins to gather his things. A part of me started to get sad because he was leaving me.

Leaving me? What the hell am I talking about? We are not together. I barely know this dude, first name basis or not.

"So my stop is coming up next" Chuck nods toward the double doors.

" Oh yeah?" I ask weakly pretending I didn't notice he was getting out of the seat.

"You seem really cool and I want to talk to you more. Can I give you my number?" Chuck takes his phone out of his pocket.

"I'll put my number in your phone instead," I respond as I grab his phone , punching in my number.

The train slows down to a complete stop and Chuck makes his way towards the exiting doors. He turns around and gives me a bright smile and says he will text me later. I barely heard him because once again I was lost into his milky brown eyes.

I regain composure and put my headphones back into my phone and pull out my book Wuthering Heights. I'm half way into the book and I realize that my stop is quickly approaching. I get up and start putting my things in my purse. I start walking out of the train looking down for just a second and I walk into someone with red hair who for whatever reason thought it was a good idea to stand in front of open train doors. I looked up and see that it's the same cherry red head from earlier at work.

"Watch where you are going bitch!" the red head exclaimed pointing her finger in my face.

"Well I'm not the fucking idiot who was standing in front of open doors," I snap and smack her finger out of my face.

The redhead's face turns tomato red and she steps closer to my face. If she were any closer I could see the steam coming out of her ears.

"Do you know who the hell I am?" the girl piratically spits in my face. "I am Cheryl Blossom and I will ruin you!"

"Oh yeah? Fuck with me," I shout back and I pull my hair up into a bun.

"Cheryl, chill. She's not worth it, please," a breathless voice comes from behind me.

I turn around and see a black girl with smooth cream coffee skin and blonde and pink hair running up to her and grabbing her hand. The girl is wearing black halter top covered with a black leather jacket with a green snake in the back along with blue jean shorts and black vans. Cheryl's eyes soften as the girl whispers something in her ear and then kisses her. The girl turns around and looks at me with a apologetic look on her face,

"Hey, I'm really sorry about my girlfriend. She's just hungry and I'm taking her out to dinner" she apologizes.

"Uh huh," I respond back and begin to walk away.

"My name's Toni. Sorry again--"

The doors close mid sentence and the train begins to pull off.  I already knew who Toni was. We went to Southside high together and shared a class or two. I shake my head and laugh a little. I seriously almost fought a girl over something so trivial. Oh well, she was a bitch anyway. I shrug off my feelings and leave the train station in the direction towards my apartment building. I allow the cool summer breeze to brush against my cheeks and I get lost in Tame Impala for the short 10 minute walk it takes for me to get home. A graystone bricked building comes within my view and I have never been happier to see it. As I walk through the gate and walk up the steps towards my floor I hear shouting that was just an octave short than screaming. When I finally reach my floor I see a short girl with mocha colored skin and blonde streaked brown curly hair waving her arms in the air and slapping a guy repeatedly over the head right in front of my apartment door.

"What the hell, you think you can do this to me?!" She rants as she is repeatedly hitting him.

"Excuse me," I interrupt. "You are in front of my door."

"Oh I'm sorry I'm just taking out the trash," the girl states as she grabs the guy by the ear and pulls him down the hall.

I chuckle to myself and let myself into my apartment. I take a deep breath,set everything I have with me on the counter and head into the bathroom for a long awaited shower. Letting the water warm up before stepping it, I let out a sigh of relief as the warm water hits my skin and I stand there basking it in for several minutes before washing my body.

My mind goes to Chuck and the way his jaw is so chiseled and how his smile makes me wet in an area that hasn't been touched by a man in a long time. I begin to lather my nipples and play with them at the same time. My hand automatically goes down my parted legs to my center and I softly rub my thumb against it along with massaging my nipples until I climax. Feeling relieved, I thoroughly wash every part of my body before getting out the shower. Within two minutes I had my pajamas on and I was in the bed in a deep slumber.