So Umm, read Alphas Loved it. Of course had to write a story about it. Here it is lovelies =)
Disclaimer: I didn't own Alphas yesterday, so of course I don't own it today. It all belongs to Lisi Harrison silly!
"Taz Brazille." His mocha colored hand held out to her, calling her inner DSL Dater Alpha to attention. Her manicured hand greeted his in the International sign of greeting. In that instant when their hands met a smirk came to his lips and a glimmer came to his eyes Skye knew too well.
A spark of defiance shone across her delicate features and almost made her look like a kitten too small for it's claws. This wouldn't happen again. No more of the constant flow of arrogance and cockiness that Westchester held in abundance. Taz and Skye were not going to meet again, effective immediately. She wasn't sure she could handle it if they did.
Unconsciously or not Skye knew his type well, they liked the chase assured they won in the end. The Inner Alpha in her smiled deviously anticipating the next move.
"Skye Hamilton." she announced her name to the shark of a dance instructor. Mimi looked her over for any faults or imperfections, finding none at the moment she moved onto Tiple Threat - named for her many talents - who as always stood perfectly at attention.
Skye's focus drifted as Mimi went down the seemingly never ending line. As if drawn like two opposing magnets, her eyes met with deep-moss green eyes staring intently at her. His kissable lips rested in a thin line as his gaze turned to Mimi's critiquing.
"Sleeves! Pay attention! Disobedience to stay focused can result in expulsion. This isn't a place to play like a child. Remember this." Mimi's hardend voice rang through the studio, breaking Skye of the trance she had been sucked into. A slight nod - an indication she had heard her - took the spotlight off of Skye for the moment.
Legs folded in a very flexible way Skye let all her frustrations of the past week flow out through the resistance her legs gave. Then there she sat, all the Jackie O's up in their room with Thalia and her inspiring ways, dressed in just some ratty old pajama Capri's with her favorite football team - Dallas Cowboys - logo embossed across her chest. She had long ago pulled back her hair into a half effort ponytail.
What would Taz think if he saw her in this relaxed condition? Of course she admitted it to herself. Although he wouldn't say anything he'd be crossing his fingers mentally she'd change. In a punishment for not looking her best, he'd "forget" to text her for three days at the least. Skye's thought drifted to the other Brazille boy that had become a daily occurrence in her thoughts.
It was a simple fact, Skye concluded as she watched Taz and AJ in serious lip lock. Taz was ice, slowly consuming her very thoughts and actions rendering her helpless. While Sydney slowly had became fire spreading through her rapidly making her wonder who she was, with such intensity Taz never could understand.
Okay so this is very very shorter than I usually do, but I just had to get this out here in a spontaneous burst of energy. Also, for those who might be reading Unforgettable Past, please try to understand I've been having issues trying to "find" my inspiration as of late. While writing this - listening to much music courtesy of Pandora Radio - I just feel like I got that back. So expect a chapter semi-soon.