Thanks to all who've written to me. You taking the time out to share your inset is deeply treasured. Special shout out my canadian bro- Oh canada! lol on with the story.......
My following two weeks were sheer mysery and frustration. I'd suddenly grown an attention span of a toddler. Of course I still visited my brother and hang with him, but, somehow I never seemed as interested in bothering myself- words I've never used to describe our visits. I never ran into Nick within that time( we had agreed in the old saying " absence makes the heart grow fonder."). We did talk- twice a week. It was killing me! I missed him like crazy.
Well, school was in a league of it's own. Almost everyone around me noticed my fidgeting and lack of interest. Don't get me wrong i'm not some possessive love-bug. The Wednesday of the first week I got banned from Chem. class for the rest of the semester- like if. Me and miss Bitchy never saw eye to eye anyways and although we never publicly admit our rivalry, you could cut the tension between us whenever we clashed (which was rarely). So when she caught me red-handed yapping awy to Christina, best friend, it turned out to be her light in glooming times. She balled at me to shut up- and no one yells at me!- so I did the only humanly thing possible, I yelled back at her. To everyone surprised I got up and walked out of the class followed by a "don't come back until next year!"
As ditzy as Christina maybe- still is FYI, god help her- it does take a club at the back of her head to tell her something's up. She marched over to me all:
" So,....... who is he?" she asked angrily.
"What?!" I clearly realized afterwards I over-reacted. She rolled her eyes, crossed her arms over each other and slanted on on foot- a habit of hers. She looks so hot when she does that (sorry?).
" Don't play dumb with me!" she grabbed me by the biceps and directed me to the sunbleachers on the old diamond feild.
"Girl wats up wit you? Leggo ma arm."
" Don't even try to act all....... with me"
" What's that?" I asked pointing to something in the middle of the feild.
" What?...." she asked innocently searching for what i was talking about.
" That's your vocabulary running away from you , you ditz." I laughed hysterically at my own joke causing her to giggle. After the moment died she regained her poisture and more seriously than before she asked:
" So who is he?......."
My phone rang violently in my pocket as i rustled through myself to find it.
" Hello?"
" Hey! S'up?" came that unmistakably smooth voice.
" Nothing much. Waddya doing?" I questioned trying to keep my cool. It's Saturday and he didn't call since Wednesday, so bear with me.
" Um... Well I'm on my way to the park right now. Ready much?" mmmm I love his voice. So calm and collected.
' Yeah I'm on the bus. Ya hungry?"
" Starving but, yo, I can't eat before the game. How about later."
" Not like if you're gonna win." I teased.
" Gonna score nonetheless."
" What?" I asked truly confused. Not until we hung up that I realized what that cocky fucker meant.
" Nothing..... gotta go now. I'm number 15. Love ya!" then he hung up.
I squeezed my way through the mob of spectators to get myself a good seat. I ended up seating next to a bunch of sorority looking girls- mmm my favorite. Its like sitting next to shit talking plastic figures. They went on and on about the guys on the feild, those in their classes, those they're doing, those they did, and those they wanna do. It was excrutiating to say the least, so I popped in my ipod. Some minutes later, I was rudely disturbed by a tapping on my leg.
" Can I sit here? See, we're all friends( she pointed to the clique sitting next to me). I observed her for a while;
" And where do you suggest i sit?" I asked annoyed tilting my head in a sarcastic manner awaiting her answer. She seemed to be searching out a place. When she found it she happily pointed out to me ,to which she got a 'yeah right' look from me.
The rest of the game fly by slowly and I couldn't have been any less interested in what went on- just being honest. Therefore, when that digital clock struck zero and the referee blew the whistle I was more than happy to get out of there. However, it seemed like I wasn't the only one because the spectators scramble out off there faster than a bullet, making me sit back down as the players ran off to their lockrooms.
About 10 minutes into my waiting I saw Nick strutting over to me. His black hair matted around his head. Beads of sweat made their way down his body, some lingering on the mounds of abdominal muslces as they descended. His biceps bulged from the press gripped he had on the soccer shirt that was thrown around his neck. His pecs jumped as he strutted over.
" Wow ! Someone's looking good enough to eat!" i prepped. He smiled his perly whites and shrugged his shoulders.
"Need a rag?" he smiled. " Stop man yuo're embarassing me." he pleaded looking around to see if anyone else saw my obvious and odd staring.
" You're embarassed?! I'm the one that's drooling buckets man, so don't talking about you be embarassed." I emphasised on my stupified state of mind. " I swear you hypnotize me all the time man." He threw his arms around me as we made our way to the parking lot.
" So......enjoyed the game?" he questioned, tilting his head, searching for my eyes that lingered unbeknowned on the bulge in his soccer shorts.
" Oh , yeah. Great....i...i..What?"
" Hehehe..... You better stop or else i'll have to throw you up on the my hood and do you right here."
" What's stopping yah?" I teased
" Hunger. Can't have sex on an empty stomach.....
"I can."
" Well, I won't deliver to the best of my ability.... Performance is important you know." he circled his navel, my eyes followed slavishly but only to be disappointed when he directed me towards the passenger side of the car.
" Can you atleast put your shirt on?" I begged more for his sake than mine. I begun to notice that the bulge was gradually and rapidly growingas i persisted in giving his body the attention it deserved. I couldn't resist any longer so I reached over and caressed the valley between his pecs. Gently, I trickled my finger over his torso, nipples and abs. I, being bolder, grasped for his biceps and gave it a wet kiss, knawing and nibbling at it.
" Okay you're practically begging for it!" With that out in the clear he turned the car around and drove back to his dorm building....
Okay, thanks for reading and sorry I had to cut this one in the middle of everything but it's been sometime since i've sent a story and this one was really long and i didnt want to keep people waiting. Thanks to everyone especially the archivist.