Back to Reality
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Chapter 4...
So..
There he was..
Kamron Hunt..
His chocolate brown hair falling perfectly above is eyebrows and ending at the nap of his neck. His soft light brown eyes and his flawless smile that slowly found its way to his mouth as he spoke to his friends.
His voice was deep, but calm and sincere as it rolled off his soft, plump lips. His bottom lip had a gash on the right hand side from a car accident that happened a few years ago - making him look even more attractive.
Just looking at him you'd notice his broad shoulders and muscular arms. You'd notice his strong chest and the way his body was just perfectly proportional.
He was my best friend.
But now, we’re in grade 10 and he hasn’t spoken to me in 2 years.
I figured out why though.. I mean he’s changed a lot - His muscles have become more prominent and he looks 18, but he was 16, never-the-less. His appearance allowed him to fit in with his new group of friends.
Just then, my eyes met his and the feeling, that I felt every time I so much as smelt him, started to boil inside of me. A smirk slowly found its way to his lips and it turned into a full on smile. My hands had balled into fists around my bag straps that where around my shoulders and I could feel my heart racing uncontrollably.. But this time, there was something different..
I felt a low rumble escape the back of my throat making its way to my lips. What just happened? I close my mouth where it had parted slightly to let the noise come out. Did I just growl?
Just then his eyes closed, and he inhaled deeply. The smile on his face just grew wider and I could swear I heard him curse under his breath. How did I hear him when he was on the other end of the corridor and it was filled with people? Today was just getting weirder and weirder.
“Hey Jen!” I heard Tiffany call out from behind me, breaking through the silence in my mind. Tiffany and I have become like sisters. Over the past 2 years, we’ve told each other everything and I’m sure if you’d ask us – we would be able to write a book about each other. “Hey Tiff,” I said smiling, “You ready for today?” I asked. “Yea..” she said sarcastically, stretching the ‘a’. I smiled and hugged her, “This is why I love you”. She giggled , “You love me cause I’m sexy dammit.” she said striking a very seductive pose.
Just then the bell rang and she shot up straight, folding her arms across her chest and making the best pouty face she could muster she said, “I don’t wanna” , stomping her foot on the ground once as if throwing a tantrum. I walked up to her and lifted my one leg, placing it on her hip. “Fuck this, let’s be strippers!”, I screamed in my best slutty voice.
We burst out laughing and ended up forgetting about our class. “Where do you go first” I managed to get out through all the laughter. “Maths” she inhaled deeply, her face was a bright red and her eyes had tears in them from laughing.
Tiffany and I had all our classes together this year, so there was no way either of us were going to pass.
“You ready for your party this weekend?” she asked as we sat down in the back. The jocks and sluts taking their places right next to us. We weren’t sluts, we just preferred the back so that no-one could hear out conversations.
“Yeah, I have it all planed.” I started. “My parents are going away for on Thursday and we’ll have the house all to ourselves. We’ll just have to get the alcohol and food.” The excited look on Tiffany’s face said it all. “Who’s coming?” she asked, “whoever wants to.” I said bluntly. Just then I heard Jake, a jock in our class scream “Party at Jens house!”
The whole class broke out into a cheering fest. It took the teacher at least a good 5 minutes to calm everyone down.
By the sounds of it, my party was going to be the talk of the school until Friday.
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Until Next Time Xxx
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