Ekimo has a nice ass. I like her name too. She told me what it meant one time, but I wasn't paying attention to her, I was only paying attention to her chest. I don't want to look at her chest now, I don't want to look at her ass. I want to look at her eyes, but they are looking down at her book. I grabbed her chin and pulled it up.
"What's wrong Mokuba?"
"I just wanted to see your eyes."
"Are you sill crazy?"
"Yea, we all are crazy sometimes."
"I know. Why do you like my eyes?"
"They are so pretty. I love the way the sparkle when ever you read a classic novel." She smiled, her had went on top of mine.
"Catcher in the Rye." She said. "Ever read it?"
"No, what's it about?"
"A crazy 16 year old." I laughed. I hadn't laughed in so long, it doesn't feel new. But I still like it. "Holden, that's his name."
"Cool name. You have to coolest name, what dose it mean again?"
"Beautiful Child."
"Its so pretty, like you." She leaned forward, he lips met mine. She pulled away, she had kissed me, and I didn't even know it, I had let it pass.
"I'm sorry, I've wanted to do that for so long."
"Its nothing, I'm sorry, I didn't see it coming. I would have taken more pleasure out of it, had I known it was coming. So, could we kiss again? So I can enjoy it?" She kissed me again.
"Mr. Kaiba, Miss Ito, if you would hold your teenage hormones till after class." Damn smelly Trig teacher. Always ruining it for me. I looked into Ekimo's eyes. They are sparkling, like when she read a classic novel. I 'm classic novel. I was Holden. I lied when I said that I hadn't read it. I did, it the hospital. It was about a crazy 16 year old. Like me, Like Seto, Like Ekimo, like all 16 year olds.