Mine.

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I stared at her from the couch in the common room.

Damn..

I stared at her as she swayed through the small groups of people still up.

Director was already gone, in her cabin, approximately a mile away from camp.

The setup was simple: it was one big house. One side was designated for males, the other, females. In the middle was the reasonable sized common room.

This was a place for teens to go durring high school. Almost like boarding school, but better. Everyone was Hawaiian.. Apart from three people. The girl with unruly strawberry blond hair, beautifully tanned legs that seemed to go on for forever, and big, glowing green eyes was one of them. Exquisite.

The girl, by the name of Jazmine, sashayed  over to me.

"Kahoni!" She squealed and put her arms around my neck, hugging me tight.

My face betrays me, and I blush wildly.

"Jazmine.." I say, looking down at my lap with a stupid, sheepish grin on my lips.

This girl..

"You seem happier then usual?"

"Yes! Code green." she mouthed to me.

That mouth... The things I would do to that mouth.

Im really not listening to a word she says, as I daydream about her.

Oh..

Just as my thoughts get interesting, my bubble is popped my the dark figure who stood in front of me.

Huey Damn Freeman.

He eyes me, guessing my thoughts and putting a protective hand on hers, dragging her away without another word.

"Your going to fast, Huey! Slow down!" He stiffened at her words, easily crafted into much more than she meant, then quickly sped up.

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"Jazmine.." I pick her up and put her on my bed.

"Yes, Huey Duey?" A Mischievous smile plays at her soft pink lips.

My lips, unfortunately betray me and curve at her ridiculous name.

"That boy. I want you to keep your distance." My voice is sharp and meaningful, as I glare down at her, much to my approval.

"Oh, Huey.. Are you.. By any chance.. Jelly?" smiling she laid back on my bed.

"No, Jazmine, I am not jelly-

My speech is cut short by her violent outburst of giggles.

I lean down, and crawl on top of her, my expression is venomous.

With my other hand, I grasp her chin in my hand, and kiss her.

"Don't think I wont spank you. You're mine." I can't help that my voice sounds greedy, maybe even needy.

I meant what I said.

Gazing at the innocent girl in front of my very eyes, I Ponder.

She really is mine.. I was the first to kiss her.. To...like her strongly.. To be with her..

I stare at her, and she stared up at me.

"Mine.."

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