Hai guys(: I got a crap load of ideas when I was in government class today. This was one.
Songs that played while I was listening:
Thinking of You by Katy Perry
Cry by Rihanna
Disclaimer: Uh uh.
PS:
1. Yes, I made Chris a teacher. Yes, I think Chris would make a very sexy teacher. Yes, I'm weird. hahahh.
Footsies
A Total Drama Oneshot
"You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream, the way you turn me on! I can't breathe when you look at me, just one touch, now baby I believe, this is real..."
A table.
Me on one side, Trent on the other. We're on the edge of our seats, focusing more on our under-the-table activities than the school work Mr. McLean had assigned.
Trent would rub his leg up against mine, and I loved the way he felt, even through my black tights and his jeans. I'd smile, and hook my foot around his ankle, pulling him closer to me. He'd smile along, and put his foot on mine. We'd wrestle for dominance, until one day, Mr. McLean made him move up to the front for a day, hoping it would stop our little game.
It didn't work.
The very next day, we were right back at it again, kicking each other gently whenever one of us started falling asleep from one of Mr. McLean's "Me" lectures.
But then one day, everything changed. Trent would press his leg up against mine, and never leave. It wasn't fun anymore, it was started to freak me out. Was this how things were getting with him and me?
I got scared, and moved my leg a bit to the left.
He followed me, obsessively.
It didn't help that one day, Duncan sat next to him, and kept scooting closer, as if he was ready to take Trent's place. He was practically pushing the boy out of his seat.
Eventually, Duncan was directly in front of me, and Trent was pushed aside to the corner.
Trent nudged me with his foot. I loved the warmth it brought, but I was too scared to get any closer. I pulled my feet back to myself. Eventually, he got the message. He moved to a completely different table. He was always there, always warm, now I felt my legs growing cold.
Duncan smirked, taking advantage of the situation, and placed the bottom of his foot on mine. A footsies 'kiss', if you will.
And the game of footsies begins again...
"Will he love you like I loved you, will he tell you everyday? Will he make you feel like you're invincible with every word he'll say?"
sorry so short, but I said everything I wanted to. I love Gwent but I guess it truly is over :(
Lots of Love, crazywriterchick2901
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