Rachel's POV

"I can't believe that's what you thought." I whispered.

"Rach, I'm sorry." He took a step closer, "Caleb told us the legend and... well, what was I supposed to think?!"

"You know me... You know all of us... do you really think that we wanted to hurt you like that?" I put my hands on my hips and turned around to face him.

"I'm sorry." He said again.

I sighed, biting my lip. I didn't know why I was getting so worked up over this. I was being stupid, "No, look, I'm sorry."

He held his arm out for me and I shrank against his large, warm chest. I put my hand against his shoulder as he stroked my head, "We'll talk about this later."

I smirked, "Your place?"

He chuckled, "Sure."

-

We all sat in a booth at the local family restaurant, a Coke for each of us. Caleb put down a large basket of chips, "There you go."

Leah went to hand him five bucks when Caleb cracked a crooked smile and waved a hand, "It's on me."

"Guilt money, if you ask me." I whispered.

Reid picked up Alex's arm and then the other, "Did I hurt you in any way? Because I am so sorry!"

Alex groaned, "Stop apologising! Jesus, I'm fine!"

Leah raised her drink, "So! We're not evil..."

"Thank God for that!" Tyler rolled his eyes, then leaned over to kiss Leah's cheek.

"Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!" Alex glugged down her Coke.

We stared at her, "What?!"

She giggled, "I dunno... I was a pirate in my past life, okay?"

I sipped my drink, feeling a hand slide up my thigh. I smirked, "Reid... wrong leg."



"Huh?" he frowned and then gasped, "Oh!"

Alex looked over her shoulder, checking for people.

After we were finished at the restaurant, I followed everyone else out the back doors. I was laughing at one of Alex's dirty jokes when Pogue laced his fingers through mine. For a moment I felt weird, and then a tingling started in my stomach and up all the way to my lips. I grinned stupidly and Leah winked out of the corner of her eye. She was weird about that. It was like she knew everything that was going on behind the scenes. It made me smile.

Pogue leaned down to my ear, "Wanna go somewhere?"

I smirked, "Like where?"

He shrugged, "I dunno... we can start off with a walk?"
"That'd be really cool. Give me a sec," I stood on tippy toes to peck him on the lips before running and almost knocking Alex over, "Hey! Guys..."

Leah turned around from Tyler, grinning. She put a finger to his lips, "Don't you reckon he'd look sexy with a lip ring?"

I snorted, "Oh, you'd look very sexy, Tyler."

He chuckled and I looked back at Alex, "I'll be in late... I think..."

She glanced over at Pogue and then at me, "Date?"

I shrugged, "Something like that... see you." I waved at Leah and she laughed. I jogged back over to Pogue, "'Kay... let's go."

He slid his arm around my waist, and pulled me close to his side. We walked for a while, talking and laughing. He would ask me things, and I'd fall and we'd both laugh. I tripped on the edge of one of those stupid park seats that were under a light and cursed at the thing. Pogue looked down, "Oh, are you okay?"

I laughed nervously as he tried to rub my leg where I had hit it, "Yeah, I mean... it's okay... I'm fine."

"Good." He grinned. There was a pause and one of those cliché corny moments where both our eyes lock, and then I get nervous again and look away.

He cleared his throat, "So what's your dating record?"

I laughed, "Me? You don't wanna know."

"Is it that bad?" he looked down through his hair.

"Uhh," I chuckled, "I don't really... count. What about you?" He shrugged.



Finally I stopped and looked over at a small clearing of grass out in the park. It was dark now and only a rare person would be rushing back from work or teenagers such as ourselves sneaking out. Pogue slid his arms around me and leaned down, grinning against my temple.

I turned my head, looking up into his hazel eyes, "I'm sorry about yelling at you this afternoon. And... I'm sorry about keeping all this from you guys."

"It's fine." He leaned down, pressing his lips slowly to mine. The kiss was tender, slow and soft... and teasing. I nipped playfully at his lip and he grinned against mine, his tongue pressing against my lips for entrance.

I giggled and pulled back, grabbing his hand and slipping passed the trees and into a patch of green grass. It was under the shade from the moon-lighted sky by a huge tree.

I lay down on the grass, pulling Pogue over top of me. He immediately started kissing me again, sucking down on my lip

I slid his jacket slowly off of his bulky shoulders and he scrunched it up, slipping it under my head. I grinned and slid my hands to his neck, feeling his heating skin.

He slid his hands down my legs, holding behind my knee and jerking my legs up around his hips.

He leaned down and started kissing my neck. I arched my back, "I'd never think... in a park."

He rolled over, lying next to me, "Is that a bad thing?"

I shook my head, "No... it's awesome."

"You think so?" He kissed me but I pulled back.

"It's always more fun when you're at risk of being caught."

He smirked, "I like your thinking." This time it was my turn to kiss him, but instead of the old version he'd give me, I crushed my lips hard over his, playing with him.

I crawled up over him, his hands going to my waist and his fingers dipping into the sides of my jeans. I ran a hand up his shirt, feeling every crease of muscle. Usually I wasn't really into the muscular types, but Pogue's body just made me weak. I guess that was about to change.

He unbuttoned my shirt, slipping it off my shoulder and running his rough hands over my chest and bra. He captured my lips with his quickly before I could make sound. I was straddling his waist now, his hands ran up my sides, clutching just below my ribs.

I was kissing my way down his neck to his chest and puling off his shirt when he took my jaw and pulled my lips back to his.



It was a moment of heated spit exchange before something ice cold hit my back. I yelled out in shock, sitting up quickly.

It was water. What the hell was water doing in the park at this time of night?!

"Ah!" Pogue yelled in shock, grabbing up my shirt and his.

I jumped up and then looked around frantically. Sprinklers. I yelled as the cold water hit me. I was already starting to freeze.

Pogue wrapped an arm around me, pulling me away from the spraying water, "Move!" I laughed as I stupidly stumbled on the slippery grass. Pogue laughed too, but we stopped short when we looked up and a bright light flashed in our faces. I squinted and Pogue put his hand up, shielding his eyes.

"Excuse me; I have to ask you to please put on your clothes." I gaped, pulling my shirt over my head. The voice sounded again, the light wobbling as if being hand-held, "You two sir."

"Put your god damn shirt on." I hissed under my breath.

He pulled it over his wet chest, making me stare. I hated when I stared. But it was an involuntary action of mine.

"Please both put your hands up."

"Damn," Pogue hissed, "Cops."

I rolled my eyes and whispered, "We can get out of it easy."

He laughed, "No magic?"

I narrowed my eyes, "I can do that."

"Ten bucks."

The cop came into view, his left hand tucked onto his belt, "Well, well... the days when all the jail sells will be filed with young horny teenagers." I quirked an eyebrow at Pogue, who was swallowing his laughs. The cop sighed, "May I ask how old you two are?"

"Eighteen." I lied.

"And you sir?"

"Eighteen." Pogue nodded.

The cop paused before sighing again, "I'll have to see some ID."

"What?" I spat, "Dude, we were just making out... it's not against the law or anything!"



"ID..." he growled.

"Don't push it..." Pogue hissed under his breath.

I shifted my eyes and the cop fell to the ground. Unconscious. I lowered my hands and kicked his shoulder with my toe before stepping over him and walking.

Pogue matched my pace easily. Stupid shortness. "What was that?"

I shrugged, "He was bugging me."

"You said no magic."

"No, you said no magic."

He gave me an amused look and I rolled my eyes, "Fine! Ten bucks, big deal!"

We walked all the way back to the parking lot and I stared at Pogue's bike. I was... going to have to ride that... wasn't I?

"What's wrong?" He asked, picking up a helmet.

I blinked, "It's so... pretty."

He chuckled, "Glad you think so... wanna ride?"

"I want to ride all night." My eyes were still wide and what I was saying wasn't really processed and edited before I spoke it.

He laughed, "I can arrange that."

"Can you?" I looked at him and then closed my eyes, wincing, "Wait... I said that out loud, didn't I?"

"You did... but I like it." He held the helmet to me.

I grabbed it, "So she's your baby, I guess?"

He looked at me quickly and then shook his head, getting on. I bit my lip and he turned to me, "Getting on?"

"Give me a moment..."I breathed, staring at the bike. By the time I had collected myself and swung my leg over, Pogue was cracking up. I hit his shoulder and then curled my arms around him, "Fine... go donkey."

He shook his head once more and then kicked the pedal.



We stopped in the parking lot of our campus dorms. I slid off the bike and handed the helmet back, Pogue was still sitting on his bike, but looking at me. I sighed, "That's so cool... Alex'll go crazy, and then you're doomed because you'll have to give her a ride."

He nodded, "Just tell me when."

I grinned, "Cool."

There was a pause before he looked down, "You should come to my place some time."

I beamed, "Oh that'd be really fun! Sure, of course."

"Awesome... so... I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, and hopefully I won't be so wet." There was a pause and then my eyes bulged when I got another meaning out of that. He smirked, so obviously he did too. I blushed big time, "Uhh... I'll... see you." I almost ran away, but I forced myself to lean forward and peck his lips.

He grabbed me, crushing me to him and making the kiss last a lot longer than I had expected.

Leah's POV

I pulled out the key from my bag and opened the door. I ran my fingers through my hair and then stopped dead as Reid jumped up from the bed and Alex sat up quickly. I sighed, "Before we get cranky, Reid..." I was tired, and I wanted my bed back.

He put his fingers to his lips and then pointed them to Alex as he walked out, "Later Quincy..."

I waited until he was out and then shut the door, putting my bag on the floor and flopping down onto my bed. Alex had moved and was pulling off her clothes and slipping into her PJs.

I looked out the window to see Rachel jogging away from the yellow bike which light's were flickering on and starting up.

I sat back, "Rachel have a good time you think?"

"I'm sure she did." Alex grinned.

"And you?"

"Best time." Alex giggled and climbed into her bed yawning.



I changed quickly and also got into bed, my limbs aching from the whole afternoon's ideal. Rachel crept in and made hardly any noise at all at getting dressed in the dark.

-

I drove the girls to school, Rachel and Alex in a conversation about the normal weird subjects. I parked us in the parking lot space we usually claimed and the two were out of the back quickly and up to the doors. It was raining hard today and the sky was getting darker and darker.

I puffed when I got to the door, heaving my heavy bag over my shoulder. "Don't bother to wait for me or anything..."

Alex giggled before waving bye to us and skipping off to her first class.

I frowned, "What's wrong with her?"

Rachel shrugged, "Just excited I guess."

"Why?"

She giggled, "You didn't hear? Reid's birthday's coming up on the weekend."

I groaned, "Oh man... So she's gonna be off in her own little world for a while."

"Trying to think of what birthday present to give him?" Rachel giggled.

I narrowed my eyes, "She's still sixteen!"

"And totally legal in my opinion. She's ready."

I opened my mouth and then closed it again as Tyler jolted out of another hall, "Hey... Um... sorry, Pogue's being a pain in the ass...again."

"Don't look at me, Baby Boy." Rachel smirked.

I chuckled, turning to Tyler, "Give me a moment; I'm not quite done pulling Rachel's hair out." I turned back to her, "Ready? What the hell do you mean by that?!"

Rachel shrugged, "I've talked to her about this before... I'm pretty sure she's fine."

I was freaking out, "Sixteen!"

"And not her first..." Rachel reminded me. I hated when we had these conversations. She always seemed to win. Anything other than sex though, she was probably clueless.

I glared, "Tyler do you have a heavy metal object?"



He wrapped his arms around me from behind and Rachel raised her hands, "Whoa... Not in the presence of me, guys. Later."

I stared after her before turning to him, "Well that was convenient."

"Relax," he kissed me quickly, "it feels like I haven't done that in ages..." He kissed me again but longer this time. I pulled away.

"Hey, we're in public."

"So?" He reached forward, pucking out his lips but I put my hands against his chest.

"I have class."

"Can we finish this later, then?"

I grinned, "Of course..."

"Good." He kissed me for the last time and then pulled me down the hall to my first class, my fingers tingling as his were wrapped around them.

-

"Come on...pick up!" I hissed. They suck! Alex and Rachel were the single most stupid people on the planet. Who on earth steals your bag when you have a million-billion assignments due, classes for the rest of the day and on a short schedule to see the guy with pretty blue eyes that you haven't seen in hours?! WHO DOES THAT?! Simple: They do. They also steal your car keys so you can't hunt them down. And they stop answering their cell phones.

I heard the beep signaling the end of Alex's ringtone for the 5th time and growled into speaker, "Be warned buddy, see me and you're dead. Man, how I wish you were a guy! I could hurt you so bad! I would castrate you, wax your legs and then poke you in the eye repeatedly for an hour and a half! You think I'm kidding, hell at this point I'm paying for your sex cha- AH, OWW!", sometime during my rant I failed to notice the boy with pretty blue eyes come and stand in my path. I closed my phone, sighed, and smiled at Tyler.

"Good God, am I glad not to be whoever you're talking to right now! What'd they do; scratch the Comet?" he laughed.

"They better not! I swear if Rach lets Alex anywhere near the driver's seat, the girl drives like a maniac! Jacoby can only take so much and-", He cut me off again by lowering his perfect lips on to mine for what was supposed to be a quick kiss, but as he pulled away I wrapped my arms around his neck holding on tight. He's an excellent kisser!

After a good couple of minutes, Tyler pulled away again, a goofy grin on his face.

"Come on, I have a feeling I know where your stuff might be." he said with a smile.



He lead me down, and out of the hallway and through to a more secluded part of the school. I wasn't really focused on my surroundings, more on the warm hand that was lingering at my hip, very slowly tracing a circular motion on the area where my shirt had lifted up. As I raised my head though, I wasn't anywhere I recognized.

"Uhhh, you're not going to like kill me or anything, are you? Because my hair's kinda messy and I'm wearing my underwear with the sheep, and I DO NOT want the coroner to see me thos-", at mention of my underwear he abruptly stopped our movement and opened a door to a dark room marked 'Extension calculus 101' and pulled me around to his arms and his lips, ceasing all conversation.

After some serious time questioning, why I haven't been doing exactly this from the second I met Tyler, a question boiled to the surface and I pulled up for air.

"'I have a feeling I know where your stuff might be?' "I quoted and questioned sarcastically. "No offence honey, but I think that feeling you had was a little further south than your brain".

He laughed hard then cheerfully drawled, "If you're mad about that then you'll probably be downright furious to know that right now, your bag is sitting in the back seat of my car and asked Rachel and Alex to hide it for me.

I rolled my eyes then replaced my hands to his chest. I could get mad later. "You suck. However I realize that your actions had at my best interests at heart", I glanced up at him through my lashes, "and I know you'll think twice before you do it again. So, now that that's settled, you ready for round two?" I said as I pulled his tie toward me.

He smiled and I realized, his tie. He wore a tie, Tyler wore a tie! I love ties! And with it done loosely around his neck, he looked lovely in it too.

"My gosh! Gimme! I love ties, they're so cool and slick and James Bond-y!" I yanked on the end trying to get it off.

"Hey! Oh wai- hold ON! Person still attached to the item of clothing!" I let go and he smoothly freed it from his neck and put it around mine. Show off. He grinned and re-tied it.

"I like you wearing my clothes, you should do it more often..." He winked and I stroked the soft silk wrapped around my neck.

I grinned cheekily, "So you want me to wear your clothes?"

He shrugged, "You'd look cute."

I smiled, "I'm a genie! Take it off!"

He pressed my back against the wall and put his hands on beside my head, staring intently at me, "Why don't you do it for me?"



I looked hesitantly at his shirt and was about to refuse when I thought of me in it. It was an offer I could not pass up. Besides... I hadn't gotten a good look at my Baby Boy yet.

I reached out, my fingers trembling. I undid his first button, then the next and the next, until I reached the last. He grinned at me, "We should do this more often."

"What? Steal bags or steal clothes?"

He chuckled, "If it gets me into a position like this… then both." He leaned in, kissing me. I was so consumed in the light-headedness that I didn't notice his warm fingers at my blouse… until it was completely undone.

I gasped, pulling back, "Whoa, whoa, whoa…"

"What?" He smirked, "You wanted to wear my clothes…"

I glared at him and then gaped at his perfect stomach. As Rachel would say; don't drool. Guy's don't enjoy spit.

I closed my mouth and then pulled my blouse off my shoulders, throwing it to a table and then sliding his off of his shoulders. He wrapped it around me, pulling it on and doing up one single button at my bust, showing off enough cleavage to his liking. I stretched my arms out and shrugged my shoulders relishing the feeling of being in his warm shirt.

"Thank you, I love it! It fits so well!" I said, with meaning. His eyes rolled and he laughed incredulously.

"It goes past your ass! How is that fitting well?" To emphasize his point, or not miss an opportunity to grope me, he ran his hands down from my waist to my butt, then tugged on the end of the shirt.

"Easy there, buddy", I laughed, "Rach'd kill you for even thinking about what you're thinking about, let alone putting your devilish ideas to action." I smiled. "I'm the innocent one."

"Sure sure, come here". Tyler dismissed my warning without a care. He leaned forward, touching his forehead to mine, wrapping his arms around my waist. I reached my arms up then too, whacking him upside the head for underestimating Rachel and pressing my lips to his, for the billionth time. This would never get old.

I relaxed into his warmth, letting my bones turn to mush as he moved me over slowly, walking backwards while leading me to a desk. He very subtly slid backwards, pulling me down over top of him until we were both lying down. His hands began to wander again, and I could faintly hear alarms start to ring in the back of my mind, but I pushed them further and further away. Or I tried, until very smoothly, he undid the clasp to my bra. Then, they started to ring loud and clear.



"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! NO, NOT NOW! NOT HERE! GOD NO! I'M STILL A SEEDLING!" I screamed. I might have sounded a little ridiculous just then.

Tyler stared at me dumbfounded. "Huh?!"

"I haven't been de-flowered yet! Jesus..." I whined, sitting while up straightening his, or my, shirt.

Tyler sighed, "I'm sorry... Uhh..."

I bit my lip, "Say um, you don't think I could keep this shirt?"

He laughed, grabbing my hand, "Of course... let's get your bag."