Strained

Part 1

I guess you don't normally walk into the wrong class 3 times.. except me of course. I just moved here from Florida, to the smallest town in California, Hanford. A dry small town full of weird people. I don't acknowledge it with my parents when I'm in the apartment, a small one i pay for monthly. They seem super excited. I'm not the most happy person. Everyone here so far has been so rude. Except this one guy I saw at a skatepark, long hair covered his hair in a thick warm beanie, a jean jacket, black tights with rips in them, and Timberlands'. The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine, scaring the ever loving shit out of me, but also there was passion, love, interest. Our eyes stayed connected for what felt like a good few seconds, he smiled and winked and rode down the skate park ramp. I feel blood rush to my head and I walk away, hurriedly, making use of my legs. The entire school day is terrible.

The boy is on my mind, 24/7, at my work, my home, anywhere. Plagued with nasty thoughts. My legs shiver as I continue to have dreams about the tall sexy man I saw. I hope I see him again. That's bad isn't it? Hoping to meet a stranger again and ask for his name so i can moan at night. I walked back to the same place as a couple nights ago. I search for him unwillingly. I feel hands wrap around my stomach and I jump at this touch.

"...who are you?" I ask frantically, hands covering my eyes. The person bends my head backwards, revealing my neck. Hot air secretes onto my neck, I feel a tongue slide across my skin and then to my ear, 

          "Taehyung, that's my name." he says and I almost cream my pants. Damn oh my god...Taehyung, a nice name to say. I turn to face him and he grabs my ass and lifts me up, my legs wrapping around him as he holds me level to his eyes.

"I don't even know you stop, people can see" i say and squirm, moving around to try and let myself go. Me being 5'4 doesn't help either. He grabs my hips and squeezes really hard, making me stop in my tracks. I stare at him while he moves his hands to my crotch, pressing the jean fabric into my clit. I gasp and hold back a slap to the face.

"Little girl stop moving." he says in a low tone, and presses down harder on it. I bite my tongue and moan with my mouth closed. He's sweaty from skateboarding, wearing all that black as well, and those heavy chains. I grab his hand and deliver a quick slap to his face.

"Is that how you treat people you just meet?" I say loudly and he shakes his head. He hovers over me by a couple inches, and by a couple I mean like 2 feet. I grab his phone and put my number down. He stares at me while i do this. Eventually I look back into his eyes, seeing a spark.

"You're my link" he says and I groan. "What, I'm not that bad!" he says in defense and I stifle a laugh. I grab my shirt and he smiles.

"You're cute," he says and I blush. I swat his hands away. He laughs cockily at this and I shake my head. Taehyung looks at me and pokes my forehead.

"come watch me skate'' he grabs his board and runs across the street. I gather myself and run across as well. A train passes by so quickly. Glimpses of people riding it are flying by. I pay no attention to Tae's tricks as I focus on the fast train until it's gone. People are screaming on the train, but it seems normal overall. Funny how i'm watching a stranger do tricks. His hair falls in front of his eyes. He looks so pretty. He dressed like a literal fuck boy today. It's hard not to look at him. He looks really good. Tae finishes his last trick and comes up to me and hands me a water bottle. I thank him and grab my laptop out, figuring I could get some work done. A girl comes up and looks at me and Tae, he nods her off and I look at her as she walks away.

"I'm just happy i found my link so i can stop hoeing around." i nod and focus on writing. Tae gets visibly impatient and grabs my laptop, slamming it shut and putting it nicely in my bag. "Ride on my shoulders" he demands, leaning down. I gently and slowly climb onto his shoulders. I find it funny. I just met this boy and i'm doing all of this. I balance on his shoulders as everyone in the skatepark looks mean. I grip onto his head harder and he smiles. Walking down the train tracks are nice until I remember this boy is a stranger. Im so stupid.