When they kissed in the gardens, the entire world slipped away.
As their lips touched, everything melted into nothing, and they were left with themselves, the other and heat between them. The heat between them that melted all into nothing.
It was an exhilarating rush. Moze had never felt like this before, even when they had kissed previously. The other had been accidents of a sort. One, or the other, or both hadn't wanted it. This was on purpose, this was for real.
It was a sweet treat. Ned wasn't any good at poetry, but for this moment to happen again and again, he would be anything. Moze tasted as chocolate-y as her hair looked, and this time she was just Moze, not Moze-who-was-supposed-to-be-Suzy, not Moze-who-was-pretending-to-be-his-girlfriend, and not Moze-who-wanted-to-double-check-something.
The world returns when they are finished, but a new world, with vivid colours and clear sounds, warm smells and delicious tastes. It feels like nothing can ever bring them down again….
Until a couple minutes later, when Vice Principal Krubbs spots them, and they remember they aren't supposed to be here.
Bleah. I haven't written anything for my baby in a while. It's not that great, but I kinda like it. Review? you know you want to...
On an unrelated note, has anyone seen that new movie, Enchanted? Giselle should have just died from the apple in my opinion, but whatever.