"This is kinda weird." I tell her once we've sat down. Her eyes peek over her menu. "Having your guidance counsel set you up? What's weird about that?" I give a surprised laugh and look at my lap for a second. "Yeah that's weird too...but I mean this, you." Her eyebrows raise, but I'm in no rush to explain. I smooth my hands out over my jeans and meet her eyes. "I feel like I know you." Instead of surprised, she looks worried. "I don't right?" I say, dreading I forgot her for some small interaction my mile a minute brain couldn't hold onto. She bites her lip and puts her menu down, her eyes concentrating on it like its the hardest task in the world.
Oh shit, I must've forgotten her. God, why cant I remember anything! She looks at me, and a shy smile blooms on her lips. "I'd remember you." Her words knock the breath out of me, just like in my car, and I have to fight the urge to leap across the table and kiss her again. "You..." I start, but laugh, deciding better on voicing my embarrassing affection for her.
She's so calm and yet, she makes my blood pump. I look at her and everything in my brain, no my veins - is telling me to touch her. Like if I just get my hands on her, I'll be alright. And I was. When I kissed her, it was like my universe centered, and I could breathe again. The pounding, the voice telling me to touch her, was placated, and I was calm. Just enjoying the feel of her lips on mine.
"Can we go back to the car?" I joke. She laughs dejectedly and pink dusts her insane cheeks. "What about your burger. You love burgers." She says, leaning closer and resting her chin in her hand. She's so goddamn cute. I wish I was a normal person with self control, cause if our waiter didn't show up at that second I'm sure I would've jumped her again.
"Welcome to good burger, home of the good burger. May I take your order?" Hes a lanky, acne ridden adult. I don't know whether to glare at him, or get on my knees and thank him for keeping me from ruining my chances with my dream girl.
But I still want him gone as soon as possible, so I order for the both of us. "Two cokes and two good burgers, obviously." I spit, despite my thankfulness. Tori flinches at my tone. "And make mine extra rare." I add. "N-no problem..." He chokes out. "Anything else?" He looks like hes about to cry. Pathetic.
"Actually, I'll have the veggie burger." She says kindly. Mental gag. "Coming right up!" He cheers, holding her warm gaze. That's enough of that.
"So go get it." I snap loudly, knocking him out of his dreamy state. He pouts and shuffles off towards the kitchen. Vegas eyeing me warily, and I shrink. Another one of my amazing traits. What's mine is mine. Even if its for the next five seconds before she bolts for the door. I offer a sheepish smile "So why the veggie burger?"
Thankfully, her eyebrows return to their original place on her face. "I'm a vegetarian." She says proudly. Now my eyebrows shoot up, and I give her a suspicious look. "So why did you pick a burger restaurant?" She shrugs. "My dad loves this place, and its near our school. Plus, their veggie burgers aren't half bad."
Vegetarian... I guess we can get past that. I love meat. Digging my teeth through the skin, licking bones clean... Feeling the blood of a nice rare burger drip down my chin after a huge bite... It feels almost primal. It feels good. Nevertheless, my eyes linger on her smile, so happy its back. "We could go somewhere else, you don't have to have something that's 'not half bad'." Or fucking terrible. She shakes her head dismissively. "Nah, we come here all the time, I kind of love it. I'm just really underselling it." I chuckle.
All the time. "Do you know that guy?" I say, jerking my thumb in the direction the baby went. She nods "Yeah, that's Charlie. And he's probably wetting his pants right now. Are you always that rude to strangers?"
She's still smiling though, so I smile too. "No, just ones that stare like that." I grumble playfully. "Well, I was staring at you like that five minutes ago." She says pointedly. I smirk. "And I tackled you, I'd say that's pretty rude." She bites her lip innocently, but my mind goes to opposite scenarios. "I didn't mind."
My eyes widen, and she laughs and looks away. "Don't look at me like that, I like you okay?" She defends. Awesome.
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Somehow I manage to control my temper and my libido for the rest of lunch, but she didn't make it easy. I found out quickly that she has a habit of talking with vehemently with her hands. The third time she almost knocked her drink over I took them in mine and toyed with them for the rest of the meal. She's such a dork...why does it turn me on?
Now were back in the school parking lot, neither of us getting out of my car. It's so weird, were still going see each other during the rest of school, but it feels like I should walk her to her front door and kiss her goodnight. "Can I see your schedule?" She asks. I rummage through my glove box and pull out a spare I'd shoved in there for 'safe keeping'.
She smiles then looks it over. "Ah...just as I thought. We have no classes together." She finishes sadly. She hands it back to me and I pout as I put it away. When I face her she's staring at me again. I wave and settle back on my side, watching her too. She chuckles and apologizes, then mirrors my position. It's like when we left except- She holds her hand out to me, that sweet shy smile reappearing.
I give her mine and she tugs it lightly. I don't understand. She laughs softly and slowly pulls me closer by my hand. As soon as my lips touch hers I drop her hand in favor of curling mine around her waist and her tentative kiss makes my head swim. I need her closer. She exhales softly through her nose and rests her arms on my shoulders, and I'm in heaven.
After a minute or so I pull back a fraction to breathe, and her sweet smelling breath surrounds me. I almost moan before I'm crushing our lips together again, pushing her further back against the door. I'm almost laying across the console but I don't care, she's still not close enough.
Someone knocks at the window and I actually growl at having to separate. I put my hands on the armrest behind her to lift myself up and she puts arm on her seat to keep her upright, the other still loose around my neck. We watch a group of boys make an obscene gesture as they walk past to their cars. There's a lot more people in the parking lot then when we got here, and I'm too dazed to even flip them off.
Vega blushes and hides her face in my neck while I check the time on the center console. "Holy shit, how long have we been out here?" I ask. "I don't know." She mumbles. I smile down at her, she's mortified. "Dude, schools over."
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A/N Was that reference lame? Don't tell me if its lame. It's a nick show, they'd want me to say it.