I clicked my feet on my board and stood tall, hands on my hips looking up at him. He was staring at me. Blinking and taking a step closer, he placed a hand on my waist, shocking me. Even through the thickness of my jacket, I felt the pressure of his hand. Looking at me dead in the eyes he said, "You're hips are angled...
when we were alone, either in his apartment or mine, he would just whisper my name for the sheer pleasure of saying it. "monty?" "yes?" "we'll survive this, won't we?" "together, we can do anything," i lied. "we made the right choice, didn't we? choosing each other?" "of course we did," i lied again. in hindsight, we...
Leo is fascinated by the sheer stubbornness of Toni, a girl in his english class, who refuses to move her sweater from the seat which he wants to sit in. She soon relents letting him sit, but not without throwing her sweater atop his desk. Later in the day, Leo sees the same sweater except it's balled up inside the lo...