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I walked into class, passing by the usual group of people either talking or sleeping. Rarely one would catch a few lone wolves off quietly sitting down in their desks this fine morning. I took my seat, joining the scattered few who were off reading. The encyclopedia of plant formations, a personal favorite, treated me with its gleaming cover. This book, clutched between my hands, dazzled me with plant information ranging from growing locations to atomic structures. Just as I was entering Mosses and Liverworts, my book was plopped down flat on the desk by a outside force, the thick text making a large crash. I looked up, alarmed. My eyes formed to calm and turn to that of a slight glare when seeing my agitator.
"May I help you, Kevin?" I asked, picking back up my encyclopedia.
"Got any plans, Dork?" Kevin asked with a teasing grin, his hands in his pockets as he leaned against a near by desk.
"I'm more than likely going to organize the pantry for mother and make elaborate inventions for a scam Eddy's yet to devise," I said, staring at my facts. "Why?" My lovely encyclopedia enlightened me about the capsuled spores of these specimens, my ears ignoring Kevin as he went on talking. Suddenly, my book was slammed down again, this time the guilty hand remaining pressed over its pages. I looked up at Kevin, irritated.
"Well, Double Dork? Yes or no?"
"Tooo what exactly?" I asked with curious eyes.
"My place, duh," Kevin said. I sighed, figuring joining Kevin to whatever he had planned would be far more interesting than separating pea can from tomato sauce.
"I might just as well," I said, tugging up my unmoving book. Kevin grinned happily, his eyes twinkling. Kevin slouched forward, pressing his elbows onto the pages, his hands casually hanging over the book, near me. I looked at him annoyed, keeping my face austere in order to prevent any blushing. My attempts failed and I hung my head slightly once hearing Kevin's toying chuckle. Hidden by the closeness and protected by the quickness, Kevin held onto my hand nicely before soon letting go, going on with a cover-up conversation to stop any suspicions.
After his quick little story, Kevin stood, sliding the encyclopedia forward, my alarmed hands catching it before it fell into my lap. I could feel my face get warm, even with Kevin gone. It wasn't much of anything but his very desire to act in such a manner caused my red cheeks. That quick moment of contact replayed and paused in my head. I cracked a subtle smile, lightly putting my fingers over where his hand once was before going back to my encyclopedia.
Later, after the happenings of school, I went to my vacant house, the weekend technically started. I walked through the stretch of brown grass petrified by frozen dew, it being my front yard. At the front door, I opened it and walked in, taking off my shoes after a long day. I walked over to the living room, taking a seat on the couch with the remote now in hand. I sunk down in the seat, my tired eyes sagging as I flicked on the television, it being set to the History Channel. Today I wasn't quite in the mood for the life of ______, so I changed the channel to the Discovery Channel. Here, my saggy eyes perked up when seeing a investigation over male and female hormones which caused the two beings to attract one another. Frowning in the face of karma, I turned off the television. A bit disturbed, I stayed on the couch and twiddled my fingers with a deep frown.
I eventually formed to ignore the cruelty of mother nature and set my thoughts over something more productive. I went upstairs in my room, taking a seat at my desk with a pencil in hand. There, I cleanly tore out a sheet of paper and began to write. I started scribbling about the reign of Stalin for a paper due next class. I wrote about his accomplishments and faults for several hours, my eyes growing weary at the sight of repetitive lines which seemed to shift with the tick of the clock. Eventually I finished and turned around to look at the time. The clock read a quarter after seven.
I yawned, scooting my chair back as I stretched. I stood up, neatly tapping my papers down on the desk. I walked downstairs and off to my messenger bag, the papers in hand. As I was carefully putting the paper in the appropriate binder, I was suddenly grabbed from behind, the alarm causing me to jump slightly, dropping the binder. I looked over my shoulder and saw Kevin's grinning face. He greeted me with a sweet hello and a kiss to the cheek. I rolled my eyes, now looking down at Kevin's hands which laid gripped around my chest.
"Hello to you too, now if you'd be so kind," I said, tugging at his stationary arms. Kevin smiled, swiftly squeezing me close and kissed me on the neck. He then let go and walked off to the living room. I bit still my rattling lip and crouched down to pick up the mess of a binder below me.I put it away and walked off to the living room to make sure Kevin wasn't messing with more things of mine than usual. I walked in to find him stretched casually across the couch, his arms folded behind his head, relaxing on the arm-rest.
Kevin didn't seem to notice me with his hat popped over his eyes, his lips a subtle frown. I looked over to discover he had his filthy shoes on mother's arm-rest! I did a sample poke to his feet to test his reaction to contact. Kevin didn't seem to notice the small tap so I took it a step further and shoved his nasty shoes right off the arm-rest, swiftly taking a seat as his legs fell, forming to appear innocent and confused when Kevin got up in alarm, pulling his hat back to expose his frantic gaze. Kevin zeroed his eyes then on me, blinking a few times before he sunk into a expression of annoyance.
"What was that for, Double Dweeb?" he asked, clinching fists by the cushions.
"Hm?" I asked, my attention perking up a bit. "What do you mean? You were lying like that when I came in," I said, calmly refraining from any expressions that would give away the truth. "Maybe your subconscious was trying to tell you something." My eyes glanced down at his shoes after I spoke. Kevin flinched a slightly more intense glare before lying back again with his hat over his eyes. Before I could get up, Kevin plopped his legs over my lap, his dirty shoes right back where they started. "This is hardly dignified!" I said sharply. "Get those muddy things of yours off me this moment!" Kevin sat up, his hat still over his eyes when he calmly murmured:
"Keep it down, Dorkaltin. Some people are trying to sleep." With that he put his hands behind his head and reclined backward to his original position. I squirmed under the grip of his legs, becoming frustrated at my attempt's lack of affect to the situation. Eventually I grew tired of trying and gave up. I looked over at Kevin, him actually asleep by this time yet I was still pinned by his lifeless limbs. I took a deep breath, shifting my shoulders a bit to form at least a bit comfortable. Bored and kept from doing anything of interest, I formed to stare out the window.
Through the strikes of my blinds I saw the life of dusk. Jonny was sitting on the sidewalk, giving Plank a stern lecture followed by a pause. Jonny was supposedly listening to Plank speak and after the piece of wood made its claim, Jonny smiled, snapping his fingers at how clever his little friend was. With that he gave Plank a pat on its 'head', saying something followed by a joyous laugh. Off behind him I could catch sight of the smallest children of the neighborhood running across the street holding a bundle of stuffed friends in one arm, holding hands with what hand was free. Jimmy tripped, causing Sara to stop and look down at him with concern. She helped him up with a small hug and ran off again with his hand back in hers.
"What are we lookin at?" I turned my head, Kevin's drowsy eyes staring curiously out the window. He had just leaned up, his legs still stretched across my lap.
"Nothing really. I'm just looking outside," I said, slowly transitioning from one thing to the next through the window. I could tell Kevin was mimicking me though his interest was lacking. There was a pause of silence before Kevin whispered childishly:
"Psst, Double D." I turned around, Kevin flashing a grin of his teeth. "Let's do somethin," he continued to whisper.
"Like what? Build a fort? That's the impression I'm getting with you whispering," I said bluntly.
"No, that's not exactly what I was thinkin," he said, popping a peck mid-sentence. I laughed a bit before shaking my head at Kevin's silliness. I looked back towards the window, puckering my lips sour as I stared off at the setting sun. Kevin tapped my shoulder. I turned around again, this time greeted with his lips crashing into mine, the impact frozen as if time paused for a moment. Kevin then backed off and smiled playfully.
"What was that for?" I asked, half sighing.
"Guess, Genius," he said, smiling before taking hold of my arm, moving his legs for a bit before laying back down, bringing me with him. The side of my face bumped down onto Kevin's stomach, my alerted eyes glaring up at him for a second before he tugged at my arm with a questioning expression. I rolled my eyes slightly, fixing my position for my head to now lay on his chest, my legs scrunching up to fit the limitations of the couch. I was making a mess of movement when Kevin finally sat back up and made my legs half entwined in his and laid back down, wrapping his arm around me before popping his hat back over his eyes. His subtle frown turned to that of a joyous grin with me now in his arms. I still wasn't very comfortable, tensing up once hearing the melody of Kevin's breathing.
"Just chill," he said. I formed to take his advice, relaxing my body against his, my eyes drifting closed.
Some hours later, I awoke, springing up from the couch. The room matched the darkness of the outside sky and everything looked like a mess of blackness, hardly possible for my eyes to identify what was what. I looked down at the couch, noticing it was far flatter than earlier. I got off the couch and found my way to the light switch, turning it on to see Kevin no longer in the room. I wonder if he was perhaps upstairs or something though when I went and listened for movement, the house was silent. I walked over to my front window, pulling back the curtains to see light coming from Kevin's house. There were a dozen cars in front of his home, most of them vacant except for the newly arriving vehicles. My face perked up in awareness as I considered that this party was what Kevin had invited me to earlier today. It looked far older than any party Kevin had created, so it must had been his parent's party.
I stepped away from the window, the curtains falling back over the glass. I wonder if I ought to walk over there by myself or wait for Kevin to come over. I wasn't entirely dazzled by the idea of a adult party for fear of getting corrected and entering a intellectual conversation that's beyond my knowledge. After all, they were adults so they possessed something I did not have--experience in their field. If I went on talking about molecular composition in depth, a scientist from the group could inform me of something far above my book-bound knowledge thus putting me on the spot as a know nothing kid. I bit my lip at the thought but formed to just shake my head at the idea and walked off to snag a book.
I had one ready about the life of one of my favored historians, so I picked a page and began reading. Not far into the book, I was stopped by the doorbell. I looked towards my door, noticing a figure through the glass though the darkness did not allow me to identify who it was. I closed my book and walked off towards the door, opening it swiftly to see a cut and pressed Kevin standing in front of me, his hat gone and hair combed back.
"You ready to go?" he asked, leaning against the door's frame, looking down at me as he formed to be taller on the metal at the bottom of the door.
"To what? What's going on, Kevin?" I asked, in need of more details and still a bit afraid to enter the atmosphere of adults. Kevin smirked, looking at me with a sarcastic grin.
"You weren't listening earlier, were you? My parents are having a party at my house. Nazz and Rolf bailed on me so I want you to come," he said, smiling as he leaned towards me, apparently irritated that I didn't listen earlier. "It's more of a high class thing sooo you can't come in that," he said with a tug at my shirt. I looked down, opening my mouth to apologize when he grabbed hold of my collar, stepping into the foyer as he swung close the door. He leaned towards me, just hardly making contact when he murmured in a chill tone "You really oughta listen more, Double Dweeb." With that, he walking up my stairs, tugging me along with him as we entered my room. Kevin swung me onto my bed before he walked off to my dresser. He went on opening drawer after drawer, tugging away at folded clothes until he was through with those articles. He then went off and opened my closet door, looking through my hung up clothes before finding something of interest.
He pulled out some black dress pants and a white button down shirt. He threw the clothes behind his back, intended for me to apparently catch them as he continued searching. I jumped off the bed and snagged the clothes before they fell on the floor, pulling the shirt off my face before glaring at Kevin. "I can dress myself, you know," I murmured. Kevin ignored me and closed the closet with more stuff in hand. He turned to face me, putting a pair of shiny black shoes down beside my bed and holding a couple of ties on his arm. "Kevin?"
"Shut it, will ya? And stand up straight so I can see which tie works," he said, closing one eye as he held up the ties, comparing between the two. I rolled my eyes and did as he asked. Kevin apparently decided on the blue tie for he threw the red one over his shoulder without another thought. Kevin stepped towards me, grabbing the shirt and pants from my hands and putting them on the bed behind me. Kevin grabbed my arms, positioning them straight up before he pulled off my orange T without a blink.
"Kevin! Honestly, I don't need your assistance on such a trivial manner," I said, covering my now bare chest with my arms, my shirt in Kevin's hands. Kevin smirked, bending forward a tad, now directly in front of my face, causing a slight blush to appear on my cheeks.
"So I'm not allowed to undress you? Is that it?" Kevin asked sarcastically.
"O-Of course. You are not to undress me. Understood?" I was attempting again to stay stern though it was difficult with rosy cheeks.
"What if I want to?" Kevin asked with sly eyes and a mischievous grin.
"W-What's that suppose to mean?" I murmured a bit meekly. Kevin slightly laughed, leaning even more closer, causing me to step back though when I moved my leg, it bumped into the side of the bed, determining that I had no more room to move backwards. I looked down to realize this fact before looking back at Kevin with anxious eyes. Kevin only grinned. Staring at me, he slid his arms across my sides, his hand which held my shirt rubbing the fabric across my skin instead. I looked down, the heat in my face collecting. I looked back up into his eyes with eager yet worried hopes. I wasn't entirely sure if this was to go in the direction of my favor or not. Kevin only continued his smile as his eyes relaxed, them fixed on me.
"Aren't we suppose to go to your... party?" I managed to ask.
"I won't be long," he murmured, leaning me back. I now laid on the bed with my bare back against the covers, Kevin stretching my hands comfortably to my sides as he formed to sit on top of me, still leaning down to meet my blood-shot face with a smile. He pressed his hands on my shoulders gently before coming in for the kiss. I closed my eyes, opening my mouth slightly as I waited for a short moment. Our lips connected and my mouth was overwhelmed by his tongue, the unimaginable feel pervading throughout. I formed to hold onto his wrists as our lips closed and opened together, the feel of his tongue sliding across the walls of my mouth lovely. As his mouth acted so did other regions, the open-close movement in a way matching yet at a slower rate. A little while later, Kevin leaned back up, sitting a little above my lap as he now looked down at my red face with a relaxed grin. "Let's go to the party," Kevin said before getting off of me and going on his knees in front of the bed.
I sat up slightly, my legs hanging over the side of the bed. Kevin pulled off my socks swiftly and without a moment's notice, he unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down as well. My face shot a vibrant red and I covered my indecent apparel. "Stop that!" I shouted, pulling up my legs as I was about to hug my knees to cover my bare body though just as I was lifting them up, Kevin pulled my vacant legs back down as he stared up at me. Kevin stood up, taking hold of the white button down shirt and sitting on my lap in a quick movement. I looked at him annoyed and stopped from covering my exposed underwear, the location too close to something similar of his since he was now, after all, sitting close to my lap. He wrapped the shirt around my shoulder and forced my arms to go through the holes. He was now buttoning it, starting from the bottom and working his way up, giving me a sweet kiss on the forehead after getting every last button. I looked away in annoyance as he dressed me like I was a child. Kevin fixed the cufflinks and adjusted the collar before snagging the dress pants. Kevin got off my lap and yanked me off the bed, giving me a quick kiss on the lips while I was standing, causing me to stay still for a bit as a reaction to the contact. With that, Kevin put the pants by my feet and pulled them on, lifting me off the ground for a quick moment.
He buckled a belt on, staring me down before reaching for the tie. He wrapped it around my neck, under my shirt's collar before tying it nicely. He threw me some matching black socks and the shoes and walked out the door, scurrying down the stairs. I put on the socks and shoes, my blush still visible on my face. I hurried off to catch up with Kevin, the shoes now on, Kevin just exiting out the door when I caught sight of him. I snagged a coat and followed him out the door, seeing him stopped in the middle of my front yard, looking back at me as I closed the door and ran up to him. We walked the rest of the way at normal speed beside each other, one of Kevin's hands in his pocket as his other one held onto my hand between the closed space between us. We walked up to his front door soon later, Kevin letting go of my hand and opening the entrance to his house.
He let me walk in first, closing the door after he walked in himself. His house had the melody of a jazz artist playing in the background through a stereo system. The place smelt of peaches and champagne due to the scented candles and adult drinks scattered around. Kevin stepped in front of me, taking my hand in a concealed manner before walking off through the area where adults were mingling. We were just on our way through the living room when we were stopped by a man calling Kevin's name. Kevin instantly let go of my hand once hearing the man, turning to smiled at him welcomingly. I followed his gaze but didn't copy his smiles, for this man was nothing but a stranger to me.
"Kevin! Who's that you got there?" asked the man, sitting on the couch with a few of his supposed friends around him on the couch or in surrounding arm chairs.
"He's just my friend." I laughed a little bit, trying to conceal my humor and tried keeping a calm face.
"He tutoring you or something? He doesn't exactly look like he's on the football team or anything," said the man.
"Nah, we just have some classes together. Hey, you know where my parents are?" Kevin asked though I think he knew exactly where they were. He was just using the question as a way to get out of the conversation.
"Sure. They're in the kitchen," said the man. Kevin thanked him before continuing through the living room. I followed after him, trying to catch up with his quick paste. We entered the kitchen but only for a quick moment. We just passed through it and walked into another room, supposedly the dining room with the table off by the wall to accomidate refreshments. There was an open couch there and Kevin brought me to it casually. He sat down, looking up at me as I stood in front of it, looking down at him. He gestured me to join him so I meekly took a seat on the edge of the couch's chair. Kevin rolled his eyes with a smirk and snagged hold of the back of my belt, pulling it back, to make me sit on it as casually as Kevin was. Kevin put his head on my shoulder, wrapping his hands around my stomach for a moment as he spoke.
"It's just a party, Double D. You don't have to be so tight," he said in a low murmur.
"Why are you acting so flirtatious with so many people around?" I murmured back.
"You don't want me to want you?" he asked.
"Not around all these people..." I said, keeping an eye out for watching adults.
"Let's go somewhere else then," said Kevin, standing up from the couch, letting go of me. Kevin took my hand and led me off out of the room and up a flight of stairs. Somewhere else? Kevin led me down the hallway of his upstairs until we came to a door. He opened it and pushed me inside, closing the door after he walked in himself. He flicked on the light switch and exposed that the room was nothing other than his bedroom. I frowned rather worriedly as I was now alone with Kevin in a bedroom with all the time in the world. Kevin locked the door.
To be continued in chapter two...
