disclaimer: same as usual... it's in chapter one
i won't be able to update for awhile, my laptop is being fixed. so here i am at the campus library, supposedly studying for the upcoming exams.
Compliment. Think of someting to compliment her with. At least she won't be focused on flattering me. Think, think, think.
God, I can't think of anything! Alright, be spontaneous, Sara.
"You have nice earings, Catherine."
"What?"
"I said..."
"Uhhh, I'm not wearing any earings, Sara."
Oh, lord. I never knew blood could rush up your head in mere seconds. I feel like my head is going to explode! It would'nt matter to Catherine because she'll end up analyzing my blood splatter in her car. 'DEATH BY EMBARRASSMENT' that would be a great headline. God, talk about humiliation! If I had one wish, it would be to disappear from the face of this earth. The whole universe to be exact. No one would miss me... except for the lone jerk who so called likes me. Geez...
Why does she have to smile at me like like that? Does She know it makes me feel warm and fuzzy? Why am I getting myself into this? How much of an idiot can I be in one night?
"Try again, Sara."
"What?"
"Your compliment. Obviously you're trying. So go, I'll be your guinea pig."
Just be mine and I'll be fine. Just be mine and I'll be fine.
Just be mine and I'll be fine. Just be mine and I'll be fine.
"Well, Sara?"
"Huh?"
"You're staring at me again."
"Sorry. Ummm, okay. Hmmm... alright. How this, 'I'd like to run my fingers right now through your long, wavy, fiery hair.'"
"Come again?"
"Bad one. Shit. That blouse brings out more of your curvy figure."
"Well..."
"That jeans look like it's painted on you. Oh, god..."
"I guess.."
"That shade of lipstick makes you more kissable. Damn! I can't do this, Catherine."
"Sara..."
"You make me nervous!"
"I do?"
Oh, god. I better shut up. She's probably thinking that I'm demented. Let alone a sick, horny person.
Why did I agree to this torture?
Now that is a very cute smile. Look at her toss her head back a bit and laugh. Wow...
So, I'm officially funny. This torture is all worthwhile then.
But I better shut up now. Look away, look away. Avoid her eyes and all...
"Sara, it's okay."
"No, it's not."
"I didn't mean to make you nervous."
"Well, you do, Catherine."
"Really?"
"After six years, yes, you do still make me nervous."
"What?"
"I really, really need to shut up right now."
"Sara..."
"La, la, la, la, la, la ...can't hear you, I like this song. Turning the volume up."
"Sara, come on now..."
"Bam, ba, ram, bam...sha, la, la, la...shh ,hmm, da, da, da..."
"You obviously don't know this song. You're making up the words now. Come on, Sara. I didn't mean to..."
"I'm a quick learner. La, la, la, la, la...tra, la, la...and I can't hear you still."
"Oh, brother..."
Pete's Bar! Finally! It's nearing midnight now. Still a couple of cars. One beer and I'm gone. Can't keep up with all this humiliation and embarrassment in one night. Hmmm...oh shit!
Damn! She's my only ride home! Very sneaky of Catherine. God, I have to hand it to her, she's full of surprises. Now I'm forced to stay with them! I really got to hand it to her, she knew that I'll be stuck.
So how long are we going to stay here? I can still hear the band playing. Happy hour not over yet? Geez... what's the curfew? God, I do need to go out more often, or I must be really getting old for not wanting to stay long at one of the best bars in the city. A six pack in my living room is all the company I have on my night offs. Soo here I am now. What a fine predicament I'm getting myself into.
Good thing I'm off tomorrow.
"Come on, Sara. I can hear the band play."
"One drink only..."
"Sush! Don't be a spoil sport. Come on!"
Oh lord, she's taking my hand and leading me into the bar. I never imagined that her hands would be this soft and warm. I wonder how her hands would feel touching me? Would it be this warm still? Would her fingers feels tingly on my skin if she caresses me slowly?
Get a grip, Sara. She wants to be your friend. And friends should'nt think horny thoughts about their friends!
Unless...
They're as beautiful, sexy, captivating, bewitching, charming, fascinating as Catherine Willows.
That's the exemption. That's my excuse, so I'm good to go.
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