Kitty Kibbles: So After god knows how long, I finally got to reading over
my fanfics and realized they could most definitely use a touch up! So I got
to it! I'm in the middle of re-writing this one. I urge you to read what
I've written! It's all new! Now what I'm going to do it put my updates into
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Looking around the crowded hallways of Lockfell High School, Melissa felt completely overwhelmed with an anxiety of being the "new girl." Today was her first day of school in a new country. She had recently moved to England with her parents because of her father's new job. Unfortunately, in order to receive the position in the company, the family was forced to move, which was a big loss for Melissa. She missed her social life in New York, and hated leaving her home and friends. New York was all she'd ever known! The streets, the people, the culture... the theatre! Oh how she loved the theatre. She would give anything for the voices of the leading ladies who would make their way onto the stage the sing their hearts out. But it was only an aspiration. Coping with a new lifestyle shouldn't be as hard as it seemed. She was friendly enough and it shouldn't be that difficult for her to make friends...she hoped. This was a new breed of people to her. They had incredibly different interests than people in New York...or even America! But she could do it.
She turned the corner, attempting to read her class schedule with out walking into another body. Unfortunately, she had no such luck. She ran into a small, lithe figure with a strong force.
"Umph!" they both exclaimed in unison as the fell to the floor much to their own embarrassment.
Melissa was afraid to look up thinking her new to-be social life was completely ruined, but instead she heard a voice that was far from harsh. In fact, it was angelic, and it was coming from the boy she had knocked into.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. This was very clumsy of me to do." That sweet voice lifted Melissa's head to look into his eyes and she melted. They were the brightest blue she'd ever witnessed. They were mesmerizing to say the least. Like deep pools of rain water collected in a diamond. All Melissa could do was stare into them...until she caught herself.
Melissa shook her head and began collecting her books while apologizing. "Oh, Um... sorry it was all my fault. Today's my first day and I was having trouble getting around and I wasn't looking where I was going and there are so many people and I think the ground might have been wet and..." she realized she was babbling and finally gave up and looked back into his eyes. "I'm Melissa."
The sweet voice had an even sweeter face as she finally took notice of his features. He had high cheekbones and somewhat slanted eyes. His tanned skin gave an impression that he was from somewhere more exotic than England. She figured he was close to about 5'5" since she could almost look into his eyes. He had the framework of a dancer: a built but lean upper body and slender legs with more muscle than actually showed. His smile broadened as she gave her name and handed her another book that had fallen.
He too had gotten caught in the deep emerald of her eyes. As she took the book from his grasp, she gently stroked his hand which sent shivers up her spine in delight. She giggled a little but then caught herself and quickly silenced.
The two stood starring at each other for a few minutes, completely infatuated with one another. It was like a movie where everything happening around them is in slow motion. The rest of the mingling bodies around them held no attention as they had a connection. Melissa felt like she was complete. There was something strange about this boy, yet she couldn't put her finger on it. It was more than irritating, but she stayed in the pleasure rather than let the irritation bother her. Then the bell rang. Snapping them out of their link they looked around in a bit of a panic. They were startled and hurried to collect their things.
Melissa looked down at her schedule and realized she still didn't know where she was going. She looked at him, "Do you think you could help me? I'm a bit lost."
"Of course! No problem!" He quickly took a look at her paper and smiled that broad smile again. "This is great! You're in my next class! Follow me, I won't lead you astray." He took her hand and again Melissa felt tingles go up her spine, giving her goose-bumps.
He led her down the winding hallways at a quick pace to beat the bell and they dove into a classroom right as the late bell had rung. Breathing a sigh of relief they looked at each other with a grin. He turned to look at her "You have to wait up here for the teacher. You give him your pass and he'll tell you where to sit. Okay?" Melissa gave a quick nod in understanding and smiled. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and left her alone at the head of the class to take his seat. That kiss was like electric to her. She couldn't explain it. She looked up at the other students in the room who were sitting on top of the desks, talking and not noticing her at all, which she was thankful for. She thought her cheeks would have been a bright red.
She looked around the room at the walls and realized that they looked just like her classrooms in New York, if not a little cleaner. But instead of an American flag hanging there was a British flag flying above the chalk board. She was jolted out of her thoughts when the door slammed behind her.
She quickly jumped and turned around to face a tall man with brown slicked back hair and nice fitting suit on. He certainly was handsome as he smiled at her with a drop dead gorgeous smirk. His golden eyes looked at her with a bit of surprise of seeing this new student as he brought his books to his desk and set them down gently.
Melissa walked over and handed him her pass as she was instructed to do. He read over the pass and made a quick note in one of his books before standing up to address the class. "Attention class," he said in a sweet English voice, "I'd like you all to meet Melissa Hope. She's new to England and she's joining us all the way from the United States. Isn't that right Melissa?"
Melissa blushed being put in the spot light, "Um, yes, from New York City." Her voice was somewhat flighty by the embarrassment.
"Glad to have you here Melissa. Welcome to Chemistry. I'm Mr. Kenner," he explained. "Now, where shall you sit?" He looked through his books and found a seating chart for this class and gave a look of a job well done when he found a seat. "Alright Melissa, go take a seat next to Derek" He pointed to the front corner of the room and as she followed his finger she realized he was pointing at the seat next to the boy she tackled this morning. It was at that moment she remembered that she hadn't known his name until just now! She jumped with some excitement but tried to hold it in as she made her way to her newly appointed seat and sat with a smile to Derek.
As much as she hated Chemistry, she didn't mind the class at all because she got to sit next to Derek and have him help her with her work and catch up. Derek looked over her schedule and told her exactly how to get to her other classes but had the grave news that they weren't together the rest of the day, except for lunch. So when they parted ways to go to 2nd period it was a sad good-bye and Melissa couldn't wait to see him for a little lunch break.
The rest of the day held nothing to what her first experience was. Of course, she was embarrassed in every class by having to announce who she was and where she came from in every class, but after the first 2 times, it was as easy as riding a bike. Her other classes were somewhat boring and dull but she kept herself occupied by daydreaming.
Lunch was another story all together. She walked into a huge cafeteria...bigger than the one in her school in New York! Everywhere she looked there were kids laughing and eating but in a somewhat dignified manner. She looked around hoping to catch a glance of Derek somewhere but couldn't find him in the sea of teenagers. She turned to go and bumped into another figure.
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry! Stop doing that Melissa!" She chided herself. She looked up only to see Derek giggling at her and pulling her into a hug. A little shocked, Melissa began giggling as well.
"I thought I could sneak up on you, but you proved me wrong!" He turned her around and led her into the room with his arm over her shoulder. "So how was the rest of the day? Anything interesting?"
She couldn't tell him that she was daydreaming about him to much to pay attention in any of her classes...so she lied. "Nothing in particular. Just the same old boring class stuff." They sat down at a table in a far corner...one where there seemed to be no one else sitting. Melissa could have sworn that every inch of the room was taken with some sort of body.
They continued talking for the rest of the period and found some pretty interesting similarities between the two of them. It was like a switch was turned on between them. Regrettably, they had to part ways again. Melissa hated this part of her day.
Derek gave her another hug and with the lightest touch of his lips, he kissed her on the cheek. He then whispered in her ear ever so softly, "We'll meet again...my love." That last part was somewhat trailed off as they were dragged in 2 different directions by the push of the other students. Melissa could have sworn he said something else but couldn't hear it well enough. All she really knew was that it made her feel like an electrical current!
Thank God! Her last class was finally over! The day felt like it took forever! She made her way to her locker to deposit her books, when town hands came over her eyes. "I wonder who this could be..." She took a sniff, and a sweet scent filled her lungs. She didn't realize how wonderful he smelled. It wasn't anything she could recognize, just familiar and she loved it! "Derek!" She turned around to see a shocked look on his face.
"How'd you know it was me?" He had mock disappointment on his face.
"Because you're the only one that I know here, silly!" She gave him a playful poke in the ribs and made him squirm from the ticklish touch.
"Hey! Don't... HEHE! ...give unless you...HAHA! ...want to receive!" he tried to get out through laughing as she tickled him with full force! "You know ma'am, this means war!" He went after her and when he caught her small frame he tickled her ribs relentlessly!
After laughing for a good long while in the middle of the hallway, Derek held Melissa in his arms and just smiled. "This feels so good!" He gave a little squeeze to emphasize the good and nuzzled her cheek. All the while thinking of how much he missed it.
Melissa could do nothing but sit in his wonderful, strong arms and bask in the light of how energized she felt being with him. She brought her arms up around his neck and hugged him tighter and when she pulled away she saw her watch and realized she was supposed to be home 20 min ago! Where did the time go? She looked around the once crowded hallway and saw that no one was there. How long had they been standing there? She didn't want to let go, but knew her parents would have a fit if she got home too late. "Ugh! I'm so sorry, but I really have to go. I don't want to but I don't want to have my parents worry over me when I'm fine and in good hands." She smiled affectionately.
He knew, too, that time had gone by so quickly for them, but instead of letting go, he gently brought her against the lockers and kissed her lightly as a single tear came down his cheek. Melissa didn't mind this one bit, he was being so gentle and this felt so right! She could feel a fire but she couldn't let this get a hold of her as much as she wanted it to. She broke off and realized she was crying. She was crying tears of happiness. She felt so good at that moment. A moment of euphoria! She had to let go no matter how much she didn't want to. She giggled and ducked out of his arms, taking his hand as she led him out of the school.
Looking around the crowded hallways of Lockfell High School, Melissa felt completely overwhelmed with an anxiety of being the "new girl." Today was her first day of school in a new country. She had recently moved to England with her parents because of her father's new job. Unfortunately, in order to receive the position in the company, the family was forced to move, which was a big loss for Melissa. She missed her social life in New York, and hated leaving her home and friends. New York was all she'd ever known! The streets, the people, the culture... the theatre! Oh how she loved the theatre. She would give anything for the voices of the leading ladies who would make their way onto the stage the sing their hearts out. But it was only an aspiration. Coping with a new lifestyle shouldn't be as hard as it seemed. She was friendly enough and it shouldn't be that difficult for her to make friends...she hoped. This was a new breed of people to her. They had incredibly different interests than people in New York...or even America! But she could do it.
She turned the corner, attempting to read her class schedule with out walking into another body. Unfortunately, she had no such luck. She ran into a small, lithe figure with a strong force.
"Umph!" they both exclaimed in unison as the fell to the floor much to their own embarrassment.
Melissa was afraid to look up thinking her new to-be social life was completely ruined, but instead she heard a voice that was far from harsh. In fact, it was angelic, and it was coming from the boy she had knocked into.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. This was very clumsy of me to do." That sweet voice lifted Melissa's head to look into his eyes and she melted. They were the brightest blue she'd ever witnessed. They were mesmerizing to say the least. Like deep pools of rain water collected in a diamond. All Melissa could do was stare into them...until she caught herself.
Melissa shook her head and began collecting her books while apologizing. "Oh, Um... sorry it was all my fault. Today's my first day and I was having trouble getting around and I wasn't looking where I was going and there are so many people and I think the ground might have been wet and..." she realized she was babbling and finally gave up and looked back into his eyes. "I'm Melissa."
The sweet voice had an even sweeter face as she finally took notice of his features. He had high cheekbones and somewhat slanted eyes. His tanned skin gave an impression that he was from somewhere more exotic than England. She figured he was close to about 5'5" since she could almost look into his eyes. He had the framework of a dancer: a built but lean upper body and slender legs with more muscle than actually showed. His smile broadened as she gave her name and handed her another book that had fallen.
He too had gotten caught in the deep emerald of her eyes. As she took the book from his grasp, she gently stroked his hand which sent shivers up her spine in delight. She giggled a little but then caught herself and quickly silenced.
The two stood starring at each other for a few minutes, completely infatuated with one another. It was like a movie where everything happening around them is in slow motion. The rest of the mingling bodies around them held no attention as they had a connection. Melissa felt like she was complete. There was something strange about this boy, yet she couldn't put her finger on it. It was more than irritating, but she stayed in the pleasure rather than let the irritation bother her. Then the bell rang. Snapping them out of their link they looked around in a bit of a panic. They were startled and hurried to collect their things.
Melissa looked down at her schedule and realized she still didn't know where she was going. She looked at him, "Do you think you could help me? I'm a bit lost."
"Of course! No problem!" He quickly took a look at her paper and smiled that broad smile again. "This is great! You're in my next class! Follow me, I won't lead you astray." He took her hand and again Melissa felt tingles go up her spine, giving her goose-bumps.
He led her down the winding hallways at a quick pace to beat the bell and they dove into a classroom right as the late bell had rung. Breathing a sigh of relief they looked at each other with a grin. He turned to look at her "You have to wait up here for the teacher. You give him your pass and he'll tell you where to sit. Okay?" Melissa gave a quick nod in understanding and smiled. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and left her alone at the head of the class to take his seat. That kiss was like electric to her. She couldn't explain it. She looked up at the other students in the room who were sitting on top of the desks, talking and not noticing her at all, which she was thankful for. She thought her cheeks would have been a bright red.
She looked around the room at the walls and realized that they looked just like her classrooms in New York, if not a little cleaner. But instead of an American flag hanging there was a British flag flying above the chalk board. She was jolted out of her thoughts when the door slammed behind her.
She quickly jumped and turned around to face a tall man with brown slicked back hair and nice fitting suit on. He certainly was handsome as he smiled at her with a drop dead gorgeous smirk. His golden eyes looked at her with a bit of surprise of seeing this new student as he brought his books to his desk and set them down gently.
Melissa walked over and handed him her pass as she was instructed to do. He read over the pass and made a quick note in one of his books before standing up to address the class. "Attention class," he said in a sweet English voice, "I'd like you all to meet Melissa Hope. She's new to England and she's joining us all the way from the United States. Isn't that right Melissa?"
Melissa blushed being put in the spot light, "Um, yes, from New York City." Her voice was somewhat flighty by the embarrassment.
"Glad to have you here Melissa. Welcome to Chemistry. I'm Mr. Kenner," he explained. "Now, where shall you sit?" He looked through his books and found a seating chart for this class and gave a look of a job well done when he found a seat. "Alright Melissa, go take a seat next to Derek" He pointed to the front corner of the room and as she followed his finger she realized he was pointing at the seat next to the boy she tackled this morning. It was at that moment she remembered that she hadn't known his name until just now! She jumped with some excitement but tried to hold it in as she made her way to her newly appointed seat and sat with a smile to Derek.
As much as she hated Chemistry, she didn't mind the class at all because she got to sit next to Derek and have him help her with her work and catch up. Derek looked over her schedule and told her exactly how to get to her other classes but had the grave news that they weren't together the rest of the day, except for lunch. So when they parted ways to go to 2nd period it was a sad good-bye and Melissa couldn't wait to see him for a little lunch break.
The rest of the day held nothing to what her first experience was. Of course, she was embarrassed in every class by having to announce who she was and where she came from in every class, but after the first 2 times, it was as easy as riding a bike. Her other classes were somewhat boring and dull but she kept herself occupied by daydreaming.
Lunch was another story all together. She walked into a huge cafeteria...bigger than the one in her school in New York! Everywhere she looked there were kids laughing and eating but in a somewhat dignified manner. She looked around hoping to catch a glance of Derek somewhere but couldn't find him in the sea of teenagers. She turned to go and bumped into another figure.
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry! Stop doing that Melissa!" She chided herself. She looked up only to see Derek giggling at her and pulling her into a hug. A little shocked, Melissa began giggling as well.
"I thought I could sneak up on you, but you proved me wrong!" He turned her around and led her into the room with his arm over her shoulder. "So how was the rest of the day? Anything interesting?"
She couldn't tell him that she was daydreaming about him to much to pay attention in any of her classes...so she lied. "Nothing in particular. Just the same old boring class stuff." They sat down at a table in a far corner...one where there seemed to be no one else sitting. Melissa could have sworn that every inch of the room was taken with some sort of body.
They continued talking for the rest of the period and found some pretty interesting similarities between the two of them. It was like a switch was turned on between them. Regrettably, they had to part ways again. Melissa hated this part of her day.
Derek gave her another hug and with the lightest touch of his lips, he kissed her on the cheek. He then whispered in her ear ever so softly, "We'll meet again...my love." That last part was somewhat trailed off as they were dragged in 2 different directions by the push of the other students. Melissa could have sworn he said something else but couldn't hear it well enough. All she really knew was that it made her feel like an electrical current!
Thank God! Her last class was finally over! The day felt like it took forever! She made her way to her locker to deposit her books, when town hands came over her eyes. "I wonder who this could be..." She took a sniff, and a sweet scent filled her lungs. She didn't realize how wonderful he smelled. It wasn't anything she could recognize, just familiar and she loved it! "Derek!" She turned around to see a shocked look on his face.
"How'd you know it was me?" He had mock disappointment on his face.
"Because you're the only one that I know here, silly!" She gave him a playful poke in the ribs and made him squirm from the ticklish touch.
"Hey! Don't... HEHE! ...give unless you...HAHA! ...want to receive!" he tried to get out through laughing as she tickled him with full force! "You know ma'am, this means war!" He went after her and when he caught her small frame he tickled her ribs relentlessly!
After laughing for a good long while in the middle of the hallway, Derek held Melissa in his arms and just smiled. "This feels so good!" He gave a little squeeze to emphasize the good and nuzzled her cheek. All the while thinking of how much he missed it.
Melissa could do nothing but sit in his wonderful, strong arms and bask in the light of how energized she felt being with him. She brought her arms up around his neck and hugged him tighter and when she pulled away she saw her watch and realized she was supposed to be home 20 min ago! Where did the time go? She looked around the once crowded hallway and saw that no one was there. How long had they been standing there? She didn't want to let go, but knew her parents would have a fit if she got home too late. "Ugh! I'm so sorry, but I really have to go. I don't want to but I don't want to have my parents worry over me when I'm fine and in good hands." She smiled affectionately.
He knew, too, that time had gone by so quickly for them, but instead of letting go, he gently brought her against the lockers and kissed her lightly as a single tear came down his cheek. Melissa didn't mind this one bit, he was being so gentle and this felt so right! She could feel a fire but she couldn't let this get a hold of her as much as she wanted it to. She broke off and realized she was crying. She was crying tears of happiness. She felt so good at that moment. A moment of euphoria! She had to let go no matter how much she didn't want to. She giggled and ducked out of his arms, taking his hand as she led him out of the school.