I. LOVE. 13! SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE. I WON STUDENT BODY PRESIDENT AND GOT MEASURED FOR MY VOLLEYBALL UNIFORM AND I'M #13! WHOOHOO!
Anyhoo...
Let's start? This is an extreme (LOL for using the word 'extreme') fast forward. Remember, this is the start of the sequel.
Um... did I put a disclaimer on the first post? Whatever. I'm just gonna put another one, then.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
I try to keep my story as realistic as possible, but if ever you find something offending or beyond the realms of real life in any sense, please suspend the laws of reality and remember that this is only a work of fiction.
UNBETA'D. Apologies for the corrections, but some people really just don't understand how my brain works and I'm afraid that this story's NOT SUITABLE to be beta'd. xD
SATURDAY, LAST WEEK OF MAY
PREPARE!
EPOV
"Yes, okay, bye," I answer before ending the phone call.
"What's for lunch, Bella?" I shout out from inside the study room. As I turn off the computer, I think about the last time she made lunch. Last time, meaning when we were still homos... I guess. She had this crazy, jet black mullet hair, heavy eyeliner, and t-shirt and jeans. I must admit, sometimes I kinda miss that kind of Bella, other times I don't. I mean, that's the girl I did fall in love with. Oh, yes, fall in love with.
I can't wipe off this smirk I have on my face by time I walk out of the study room. Life is just that cheesy.
"Fuck," I whimper when I enter the kitchen. I literally feel my pants tightening at the sight of my girlfriend cooking naked – as in no clothes on. She could be really ... proud of her assets sometimes, and I know I'm one of the reasons for it.
"Hi, baby," I hear the most beautiful voice in the world say. I stride to her side and quickly kiss the living hell outta her.
"What the hell are you thinking?" I mumble as I move my mouth to her tits, my right hand massaging her left boob. "Seriously, no clothes on?"
She moans, gripping tightly at the strands of my hair. "God, you're such a boob-man."
"You can't blame me for wanting these before, so pardon me for my fetish." I continue to suck, suck, and suck.
"Just shut up," she whines. I look up my lashes to see her face contorting in pleasure. I tease her by licking and pinching her nipples.
"You should've at least put an apron on," I chide while I stand up to kiss her. "Your skin might get spots from the oil."
"Aw, you're concerned." She snakes her arms up to my shoulders and pulls me in for a chaste one.
"I mean, you never know ..." I tease her. She narrows her dubious eyes at me.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. "Edward?"
Bella gasps. "Shit!" I quirk my mouth to the side in an attempt to suppress my laughter. She glares at me and pokes me with her pointy finger. "You! You didn't tell me!"
I back away and throw the apron at her. She huffs, reluctantly putting the apron on.
"Love you," I say, dashing to the door.
Sooo... reactions on the FIRST chapter? And I mean it when I said PREPARE. You do have to prepare. xD
Oh... and this one is now a semi-entry for the drabble wars. I have a new entry called Out of Sync. Check it out, too! :D
