Thunder Storm/ 'bees love you for that reason'/ summer holiday

Also wanted to say thanks to Star, for being a grammar Nazi and betaing this for me.

Taz's POV

God help me, may I be struck by lightening for saying this, but that boy can kiss. I mean on a scale of one to ten, he gets like a 9. That one goes up on my list of best kisses, well actually it's not much of a list, being the ones I have to compare them to are Charlie's, but still.

Yes, Charlie is an awful kisser, he's slobbery, I always wound up with drool on my chin after kissing. I'm serious! It was like being kissed by my cousin's St. Bernard. Oh, never tell him I said that, he'd kill me. And never tell him I kissed Averman, or Averman kissed me or whatever. This never leaves this elevator, got it? The embarrassment.

Anyway, Averman kisses, oh my god, mind boggling. I can't however let on that I enjoyed that, no, no, no, must not let him know I liked that. Look at this, I'm rambling, he's got me rambling, not that I don't normally ramble anyway, but this is a little ridiculous even for me. I think I liked it better when we were fighting, that was less confusing, at least then I knew where the boundaries were, there weren't any, quite simple that way.

"What the hell was that?" I snap abruptly, he pulled away like twenty minutes ago and I've been speechless ever since.

"Took you long enough to ask didn't it Purple?" He smiles looking up from his sneakers, he's been picking tiny pebbles out of the bottom with the tip of my pen.

"Don't change the subject on me, what the hell was that? What on God's green Earth ever gave you the impression that I wanted your nasty lips on mine?"

"You seemed to be enjoying it at the time." Averman crosses his arm behind his head and leans back onto the elevator door.

I put my finger in my mouth and demonstrate a phoney gag, "Disgusting, I'd rather drink monkey piss."

"If we ever get out of here alive, go for it. Heck, I'll drive you to the zoo." He snorts.

"You...you...if there wasn't a nun in here with us I'd do some awful things to you."

"Promises, promises."

"Stop talking to me like that. I'm a good girl and your, you're the type of person that takes advantage of innocent little girls like me when they're vulnerable."

"Vulnerable, good word Taz, how many syllables was that?"

I growl loudly, stand up, walk over and kick him as hard as I can in the side.

"Ow, you're vicious." He winces and rubs his ribs.

Hehe, and that's with flip flops on mind you. Go me. "I'm not vicious, I'm sweet."

"Precisely and 'bees love you for that reason'."

"Stop saying that, you've only said twice and already I'm sick of it."

"Yes dear." He smirks.

"Don't call me dear." I croak.

"Oh, I see how it is, you're just using me for my lips, you just wanted to make out with me a bit, then cast me aside like an old shoe, I feel so used."

His melodramatic sarcasm is infuriating, ugh, I could just rip his head off and spit down his neck. Closing my eyes, I begin rubbing me temples. "When we get out of here, I'm starting my Summer Holiday early. I'm going some where very far away from you, Japan, Brazil, Australia, Guam. Yup, that's it, I'm going to Guam, where you won't be able to bother, me or kiss me ever again."

"Boy, wouldn't I just be destroyed."

I'm going to kill him, I'm going to passionately kiss him one more time, then I'm going to tear out his oesophagus with my bare hands. Then I'm going to go home and paint a picture of what his lifeless body looks like on my dorm room wall. Temporary insanity that's the ticket, No jury in the world will convict me.

With my evil plan for his annihilation in check, I calm myself and change the topic, no use in letting on that death is so close. "So, what do you think caused this little power outage to start with?"

"Thunder Storm." Sister Mary Martha, declares rejoining the realm of the living. Who invited her into the conversation?