Playing With Fire

Meet Matthew Hendricks, brown hair, killer blue eyes, and captain of the football team. He is literally the walking definition of drool worthy. Oh and just like every cliche story his girlfriend is head cheerleader. Let's welcome Veronica Wallace, head cheerleader, blonde, blue eyes, anyone else having Mean Girl flashbacks? Yeah me too, Veronica's perfect in every sense except for the whole her being a bitch thing. But hey she has tits, so at least she has something going for her! Now as for me, I'm 5'2 and not a centimeter taller, I have warm brown hair, and what people would call striking blue eyes. I'm not brainy, I'm not a huge party girl, I get passing grades, I drink a little. I'm not teased, I'm not invisible, but I don't stand out. My name's Riley Johnson and this is my terribly cliche highschool love story...or is it?

***Teaser***
"Do you know what happens if we do this?" I asked her softly. "I do" she whispered back, "This feels like fire, and I'm ready to burn". She than pushes her lips against mine, I welcome her mouth as if she is water and I am dying of thirst. In that moment it didn't matter that we were sitting inside her boyfriend's room making out. It didn't matter that she had said she didn't love me only moments before. Because the way she was kissing me told me that she had lied, she did love me. If she didn't than soon I would die from landing, because I was already falling.