Possessive, are we?

I didn't get it. How did he do this? He didn't have anyone to help him on his first day. I do, and I can't even find the guy who was supposed to help me. A pair of warm arms wrapped around me, "Hello, my insanley gorgeous girlfriend." Came the soft, warm voice of Casey. I huffed,

"Casey! How on earth did you do this? I can't find any of my classes, and the guy who's supposed to help me is late!" I exclaimed. He coughed, and carefully removed the campus map from my hands,

"Er, Sammy? You have it...upside down." He flipped it right side up and carefully placed it back in my hands. I glared at his innocence; I could almost see the gold halo floating above his head.

"You're still late. And I knew that. I just wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing." I snapped, he smiled, then kissed my cheek.

"Never doubted you, baby. Now, let's find out where-" He was inturrupted by what looked like a freshman boy running straight to him. He had light brown hair, and almost black eyes. They were like a bottomless pit, never, ever, ever ending.

"Excuse me, are you Casey Acosta? Me and my sister are supposed to get help from you." He gasped out, a girl ran over to the mysterious boy and barely glanced at me, just stared at Casey. She had the same bottomless pit of eyes, and the same light brown.

Casey looked down at his paper, and read off the names, "Maleah and Max Andalus?" He asked, and watched as their heads bobbed up and down quickly. "Got it," He secured an arm around my waist and motioned them on. "I'll show you guys to your classes, and after class is over, I'll meet you outside the classroom. My teacher'll let me out early so I can walk you to your classes. Can I have your schedules?" Maleah nodded in a hypnotyzed trance, and scrambled to pull it out of her bag.

I leaned my head against Casey's shoulder and snuggled up close to him. His arm tightened around me while he looked at the schedules. He smiled a bit, "You guys have a lot of the same classes as Sammy. So this should be easy for me." And it was. He always picked me up first from the classroom (and whichever of the two twins were with me) then the three of us would go pick up the other. During lunch, I sat with Casey, Marissa, Holly, Dot, Billy, Kevin and Andy; while they sat at an empty table alone.

The end of the day came quick, and I quickly realized that not only did Maleah have a crush on Casey, but that Max had a crush on me. So at the end of the day, I practically dragged Casey to his house for some alone time. Which is exactly what I got. With Heather gone out with a new guy she'd met, and Warren and Stephanie at work, we had the house to ourselves.

The minute we entered the house, I dragged Casey up the stairs to his bedroom, where I made him sit down and listen. "What do you think of Maleah?" I demanded, he began to look pretty shifty eyed, and I got worried.

"Sammy...Who's Maleah again?" He asked in a small voice, and a smile formed on my face.

A few hours later, after a long makeout session, I lie cuddled up to Casey. "Sammy...You know...I love you. You know that, right? It doesn't matter what Maleah does, I'll always love you. And only you. But, if I were you, I'd warn Max to keep his hands off, because you," He paused to kiss my nose, "are," he kissed my cheek, "mine." he pressed a sweet kiss to my lips. He pulled away and twirled a strand of hair around my finger,

"Possessive, are we?" I asked in a teasing voice. He lunged down for another kiss,

"You have no idea."

Eh. Mmm...Well...I don't know. I don't know where it came from, how it came, and what it eats. I just don't know. I just thought of high school, and (of course) Cammy, and this came to mind. I can do things like that. Think of a few random things and write a story on it...

SO. That's all. For now. Tell me what you think. I'm serious, constructive critisism, it rocks. And it's all I want.

A kitten might be nice, too, but I'll deal with just the constructive critisisim too. ;D

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