Dedication - This is dedicated to Sarah…Skittles and Apples - the best combination [at least they make for entertainment during boring movies with half-naked women -puke-]
AN - I honestly hated The Scorpion King [accept for the desert/sand storm sequence] …sorry for those of you who liked it…the dedication is bashing it major, inside joke-wise…forgive me =) And I am so sorry that it has taken me so long to get this written. I've been off the computer for a few days -mutters something about parents and sloppy rooms- I missed DC last night, so… raar! I'm ready to unload.. bwahahahaaaa

Koon's POV

I couldn't believe how easily Charlie backed off after Adam's scene earlier today. He actually made a point of avoiding him!

After school, Charlie and I headed off to the movies, as planned. It was some war-flick…my idea. I'm not really into the whole war-thing, but I'm no pacifist, and the movie looked interesting… as interesting as a war-flick can be.

Once we got there, we discovered that we had missed the first ten minutes. There were only two other people in the theater besides us, and they were busying themselves - if you catch my drift.

We sat down quickly, and the movie started immediately.

We hadn't had a chance to get drinks, or popcorn, or anything, because we arrived right before the movie was set to start. Luckily for us, there were a lot of previews before the movie, and we made it just in time.

About a half-hour into the movie, when nothing particularly interesting was going on, Charlie began to lean into the armrest.

I wasn't unsettled, at that point, but eventually he began to get a little too close for comfort.

I shifted awkwardly in my seat, and looked at him.

"I'm going to get a drink, want anything?"

He nodded, and stuffed his hand into his pocket, pulling out a five-dollar bill. With a smile, he placed it gingerly in my palm, using his hand to wrap my fingers around it. I swallowed, and pulled away, a bit more jumpy than I expected.

"What do you want?" I was leaning pretty far away from him.

"Skittles, please."

I darted quickly from the theater. He didn't have to tell me twice.

I got to the counter, and bought my drink. I used Charlie's money to buy him a Hershey bar.

When it came time to be heading back to the theater, and Charlie, I was hesitant. I didn't know what thoughts he had on me, and I didn't want to know.

Adam seemed to assume that I was into Charlie. He was dead wrong. Charlie and I were just friends, that's all I wanted. I didn't agree with the way Charlie was handling Adam's 'move' at all, but I wasn't him, and I didn't want to preach.

I slipped into my seat, handing Charlie his change, and his Skittles. He tore the mouth of the package gingerly, and began to eat them, slowly…almost tediously.

I sipped my soda through the tapered straw, and didn't notice Charlie leaning towards me.

His voice came like a hiss in my ear, and I nearly jumped out of my seat.

"Want one?" He motioned to the package of Skittles.

I raised an eyebrow, but nodded slowly.

I was still wary of him, for at least a dozen reasons. Charlie was definitely hormone-driven. He had a one-track mind. His loyalties were in the wrong place. Like I said before…I dreaded the feminine, and its coming. [1]

Charlie leaned over, and I held out my hand for him to put the 'fruity' sphere into it. The sphere never came.

I thought at first that he had dropped it, but there was no 'ping-ping' of candy dropping on the tile floor. Instead, he kept leaning closer as I leaned away.

In a sudden motion, on his part, he nearly leapt on me. He pressed his lips to mine, and I struggled beneath him. He had the advantage of surprise.

I shook my head, trying to pry him loose. His hands were based at the nape of my neck, with little hope of coming unglued. With his tongue, he pressed a Skittle through my lips.

I'd been trying to purse my lips closed, but I opened my mouth widely, so that I wouldn't choke on the small candy. He took brilliant advantage of it, and inserted both lips and tongue into the space between my labium. [2]

I clearly rejected him, trying hard to slither away. Soon, I had squirmed my way to the floor. Charlie eagerly followed, to my disgust and displeasure.

He pressed his body firmly against me, and finally burst away from him. I propped myself up, catching my breath at first.

Charlie's shocked, but smitten eyes met mine, and my own eyes expanded. His self-pleased smirk turned my stomach, and I moved further away from him.

My expression must have shown my exact emotions of nauseating horror, because he sneered.

"Don't be such a stiff." He winked. "You liked it."

Spitting out the Skittle, which I had nearly forgotten about, and glaring at him, I shifted, rising from the ground.

"You're the biggest asshole I've ever met." With that, I turned and sped from the theater.

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[1] In an earlier chapter he mentioned that he found himself to be masculine so-far…
[2] Labium is another word for lip - just incase you didn't know…And I don't use the thesaurus too much, I actually know that word and use it!

Forgive my feisty mood… glad to post this, finally.