My prince-ipal

What happened?

Classes dragged on all day as I thought about him. If it wasn't his face then it was his words that led my mind to another world. I was completely lost after his scene and his touch. It sent shocks down my body and through my toes into the earth making the world shake. His eyes consumed you every look he gave you. In Biology the same perverted guy stared me down winking and flicking his tongue back and forth. I stared at him for a while, but realized who was a smooth ticket to the office. I could punch or I could jump on him and swallow his tongue. Hmm.. I think I'll just punch him just in case if he has AIDS or something. I counted to three as usual and smiled at him curling my finger giving him a little wink for the heck of it. I let my hand drag along his leg when he scooted over to me thinking I was gonna give him a treat. Nope. I swung my fist into his face as he yowled and Ms. Bacrk turned with a shocked expression.

"Office right now Spencer! " She accused immediately pointing towards the door.

"Fine!" I shouted back yanking my stuff from the table stomping out until I was gone, slowly walking down the hall without care. This was insane... It's wrong to feel anything towards any elder administrator or worker if at an illegal age like me. But even if he was rude and stubborn, I couldn't keep myself control. Not that I was going to leap on him and ask him to take me, but Ya'know ...

I came up to his door finally and let out a long sigh preparing for his death stare. Raising my arm I knocked waiting for his voice to allow me in or at least his shadow greeting me at the door. Nothing at all. I knocked again, but harder and more commanding making sure he understood that what was outside the door needed to get inside. Still ignoring me? Wow that's low.. Fine then Mr. Dylan. I'll just show myself in then!

I opened his door confidently to see a sleeping Mr. Dylan on his desk softly snoring with a phone in his hand. I shut the door smiling as I walked over to him eyeing the soft face that he held in his slumber which I'm sure if never see again. I must've really stressed him out... I don't regret it nor do I feel bad, but we were wasting time here.

I reached for his phone slowly feeling his hand. Before I firmly gripped the phone from his clutch I allowed my finger to trace along his smooth velvety fingers. I was entertained for a while until he flinched and muttered a few words making me fall to the floor. Aww.. he talks in his sleep... That must get annoying though. I sat behind his desk holding my breath until it was long enough for me to look up again without worry. He now leaned back in his chair, his face fully exposed and messy hair flattened on the side he laid on earlier. He looked like he drooled slightly making me laugh. What a slob... I softly rubbed my thumb around his mouth wiping it away. Ew gross! I made a disgusted face to the invisible crowd and wiped it on his shirt laughing slightly.

His lips were a pale pink, so thin but wide. Soft and slightly open in a round opening form of an 'O'. I licked my lips watching the door expecting Mrs. Calvadore to enter asking what was taking me so long to get yelled at, but not a noise interrupted my thoughts. What if it just pecked his lips? Really fast, no evidence unless he got his lips scanned. It was wrong, but it was waiting. His head turned a little looking more at me and I sat with a blank stare watching him again. It was peaceful and adorable. I hated his guts, but he looked so damn attractive. How could you resist him and those soft pale eyes, black solid hair, and smooth lips. It made no sense... How was he so attractive, yet so arrogant?!

That's it! I'm going to do it just for experience! I sat in the chair in front of him, my breath quickening and my pulse speeding up while my heart pounded hard. Jesus...

"I'm sorry Mr. Dylan... I came here to find out what happened earlier, but now here I am ready to kiss you.... But you don't know that. You're a cold hearted man, okay? But your other qualities even that out luckily." I confessed looking at him hoping it would make me feel better. It didn't, but oh well.