Title: Forbidden
Author: censored love
Author's Notes: I checked out the Shake It Up fanfiction just a couple of days ago, and I could not believe no one had this pairing yet!
Summary: Focusing my attention once more on the person in front of me, I smile, a tight smile. A smile that does not reflecting my wanting of him, my needing of him. I could not show my emotions, for I had done the unspeakable... Tinka-Centric (T for Themes)
Disclaimer: I do not own Shake It Up, or Kent Boyd would not be just guest starring. ;)
"The love that lasts the longest is the love that can never be." - William Somerset Maugham
Lush lips,
Soft skin,
Pressed against mine.
Oh my goodness, I moan inaudibly.
"Miss Hessenheffer, Miss Hessenheffer, TINKA!"
I snap out of my reverie, noticing my teacher's irked expression pointed towards my person.
"Huh?" I mumble.
"Nice to have you join us Miss Hessenheffer. I hope your dreaming was pleasant." Mr. Warner commented. The class began to laugh around me. Blushing, I somehow stutter out some sort of apology. Now I really need to kiss the bottom to make up for this! Fortunately, Mr. Warner liked me well enough and calmed down the other students.
Thankfully, the class lost interest rather quick. Though unfortunately for me, one person did not. How did I know? A note hit me on the side of my head. Rubbing my head, I pick up the crumpled piece of paper gingerly, carefully opening it.
"What were you dreaming of?" My heart skips a beat. The answer: you. Obviously, telling the object of my dreaming would be as idiotic as wasting good kidneys. I instead wrote, "I was creating a dance." Well, now I'm formulating a dance.
"That is da bomb! Can you show me after, dawg?" I bite back a smile and try hard not to roll my eyes.
"Stop using the "slang". It makes you sound 'the weirdness', like having popcorn without wiener dogs!"
"Whatever, I'll try for you Tinka. I mean all righty then, I will do for you." This time I cannot hold back the smile.
"All righty! Mr. Warner is looking at our note passing… I'll see you after class."
I wait just a few minutes until the bell does the ringing, symbolizing class is done, while quickly sketching out a routine. As I walk out of class, he waltz up and strolls beside me. Glancing over at him, I cannot help but be happy that he is my friend. Most people believe people like us should not be friends, due to our relationship with each other. It makes me joyfully to prove them wrong. However, I muse, most people do not fall for the other in this situation. In my case, I have fallen hard. Like Rocky and Cece for those pranks he and I had played on them.
"So, are you going to show me the dance of your dreaming?" Focusing my attention once more on the person in front of me, I smile, a tight smile. A smile that does not reflecting my wanting of him, my needing of him. I could not show my emotions, for I had done the unspeakable.
"Yes, Gunther I will. But let's wait until after school, I need to perfect it a little before I show you, all righty?"
I had fallen for my brother.
Okay, to clear something up, I do NOT approve of incest in real life. This is fiction, i.e. not real! Please look up the real definition of fiction and other words on my profile. I find fictional incest interesting. Please no flaming, only constructive criticism please. Have a happy New Year!
Much love,
C. Love