Crazy (Trapped, part 3)
Song: I Like It Like That by Hot Chelle Rae
A/N: So it is with this last day of break that I relinquish my freedom to schoolwork once again. *sigh* Random fact, though: My birthday is Easter this year! It's also my Padre's birthday, too...)
Max
"Go outside with just your underwear on. For three minutes."
The clone went beet red while giggles tickled his ears from all sides. Hesitantly, he glanced out the window. Only blurry white showed. He pleaded at me with his eyes.
"Can I keep my pants on?" he begged, practically on his knees. I nodded my consent. He stripped his shirt and scarf off. He was...quite attractive.
No, forget I said that. I don't know what's wrong with me.
His wings were folded tautly against his back, the little baby feathers fluffing out when he moved. Dylan ran a hand through his blond hair and inhaled in anticipation.
"Let's get this over with."
The door ripped open, and Dylan dissapeared. Suddenly, I was worried for his safety. What if he froze? Or...or...
And just like that, the door popped open again, releasing a flurry of white. Dylan's arms pushed against the door, forcing it closed. It was his turn, now. And he narrowed in on Iggy. His unseeing eyes flitted.
"Dude, no. I'm just a casual observer."
But Dylan just laughed.
"I dare you to kiss..."
The turquoise eyes stopped on my little sister.
"Ella."
(A/N: More? Too cliche? Awful? Less?)