Skinny Love
A Way With Words
Eve prayed she wouldn't be late. She didn't need to be late on her first day. She looked at her locker number again. 69. She let out a snicker. Locker combo:6,39,9. Another snicker. She suddenly bumped into someone. She looked up into the eyes of a dark haired, pale,cold skinned boy with an expression that made her think he could see right into her soul. Not the boy you'd bring home to meet daddy. She smiled. It was one of those smiles that said I Can Make You believe in Love...Or Sex...Or Magic. She wanted to do something he wouldn't imagine.
"Hi. I'm Eve."Her tone was seductive. A dirty smile lit his face.
"Nico."He replied. She felt immediately seduced. This guy oozed sexiness. Suddenly the bell rang, but neither moved. They were too busy trying to seduce each other down. Soon, they were mindfucking each other. Both wanted the other to submit, but neither would acquiesce. He felt his member extend. Her own body throbbed. They suddenly touched. Electricity shot through their fingers, a pulse. Thunder rumbled outside. They realized that her forehead fit nicely into his. His breathe was hot, he smelled like Addidas and fresh cut grass. Her tongue darted out to taste his cold skin. His hand traced her spine. His fingers entwined in her shoulder straps. She soon looked like she was made of paper. She exhaled, then inhaled sharply. He groaned, the sign of surrender. She'd won. But she didn't care.