by C L Walker
He nodded his head. “You kiss Amber all the time, so I guess you guys are used to it, but I feel so left out.” He pouted as he glanced over at Amber.
I leaned over and gave him a peck on his cheek, and he pretended to faint in his seat. He sunk all the way down until his butt was on the floor which made me laugh so hard, I snorted.
“Come on you guys I have to go and you’re wasting time being weirdos!” Amber stood up and grabbed her bag. “Finish for me?”
“Sure, everything okay?” I asked because she was being so weird.
“Jake and I are fighting but it’s not a big deal. Bye babes.” She turned away quickly but not before I noticed the sheen in her eyes, it was kind of alarming because I had no idea what was going on, but I let her go.
“Bye honey text me later,” I said, before the door shut behind her. “Get off the floor boy, let’s finish the design.” I waved Philip up and he pulled himself back up into his seat.
“Yes, my lady.”
We sketched what the booth would look like and planned for how much of it we needed to get done each day. Then we set a goal for money and advertisement since we had to make our own flyers to put up around town and on the school website.
All the money was going to go towards after school clubs and activities which I wasn’t a part of, but it gave us a purpose to have a money goal even if we weren’t going to get any of it.
We finished up an hour later and handed our paper in.
Philip put his arm around my shoulder as we headed for the door, it didn’t make my insides warm, I wasn’t nervous, and I didn’t get any of those vibes from him. But it was nice, a simple warm feeling. It was the first time I had ever felt so comfortable with a male friend and the first time a man had shown me affection without any expectations.
“Miss Nilsen could you stay back a moment,” Soar said, and I stopped as Philip gave me a sympathetic look.
“You go ahead, I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said with a smile, that I hoped masked my anxious feelings.
He seemed reassured as he smiled in return. “Until tomorrow.”
The door clicked shut before I turned around and headed over to Sora.
He was sitting back in his chair as his hands gripped the arm rests, his legs were spread wide, and his pants were clinging to his toned thighs in such a way that it made it hard for me to tear my eyes away until he cleared his throat.
He probably thought I was being a ridiculously horny teenager, but it was more than that.
It was him.
I couldn’t not drink him in.
He was difficult but dang it he was sexy, smart, interesting and because of all those things I wanted more of him.
“I’m sure you already know, but I have to ask you yet again anyways. Can you not act like that in class, this isn’t your hangout spot to do whatever you want with your friends.”
“What did I do this time to displease you master?” I asked, as I hadn’t done anything wrong. Unless looking at someone was a punishable crime or if goofing off after school hours while planning a fun project was strictly forbidden.
His eyebrows rose in mock surprise. “Kissing boys in class Kyla, as if it isn’t obvious. Don’t be coy with me.” He was losing his cool and it came through every time he talked to me.
How perfectly wonderful.
“I’m not being coy,” I said, “I kiss Amber on the cheek all the time and I’m sure you’ve seen it and obviously said nothing. So sorry if I fail to see what I did wrong in kissing my other friend just because he happens to have a dick.”
I stood my ground even when his mouth dropped open, and he stood up and put his hands on his desk to lean over it towards me.
Oh boy, there’s that fire again.
“Watch your mouth Kyla,” he said, as I also leaned in, so our faces were level with about six inches in between them.
Then I took a deep breath to calm myself as my eyes searched his in silence for a few moments.
He didn’t say anything either as we both leaned over his desk towards each other.
I felt like we were both waiting for something, perhaps the crash.
His eyes drifted down to my mouth like I knew they would eventually, he always looked there with interest, because he wanted to kiss me.
“Why would I need to when I have you to do that for me Mr. Tanaka.” It came out as almost a whisper before I licked my bottom lip and pulled it into my mouth to finish my statement off with a bang.
His eyes widened and his pupils dilated as he said, “Fuck, you make me so angry. This isn’t how my first year was supposed to go. I happen to know you are a good student for everyone else so why me?”
I would take his anger and truth be told I’d take anything he had offered me at that point.
“Just because it’s not going according to plan doesn’t mean it can’t be good,” I said, as I was drowning in his eyes, his scent, his anger, and everything that was him.
I was losing it being so near him, how had that happened? One minute he was my hot teacher and then suddenly it was as if I needed to breathe him in if only to survive.
He pulled away from me and stood straight before he shoved his hands into his pockets as his jaw clenched and he took a deep breath. “You need to leave, now.”
He couldn’t even argue with me further.
I had won but was dismissed again.
It was always his last line of defense and he used it far too often, but we were at school and as usual it couldn’t be helped.
I headed for the door and was going to leave without a word, but I couldn’t. “You need to stop blaming me for your own feelings Mr. Tanaka,” I said quietly, in case anyone was walking by outside. “Grow a pair and admit you feel the pull as much as I do and stop being an ass because of it.” And with that I left.
Phase two, operation what the heck am I doing?
I had watched his window all night, as I was upping my crazy, but I was feeling bold and one must seize boldness whenever it makes an appearance.
He still opened his blinds everyday but always after he changed in the morning and he closed them before he changed at night.
So, I still had a window of opportunity to catch him if he looked over to my window and I was hoping he would.
Our houses were ridiculously close together since they were track houses, so he had to notice my window, I didn’t ever have the blinds up and my room was hot pink and very eye catching. He will notice.
Finally, his light turned on and he walked into his room as he took off his watch and then set it on top of his dresser before he loosened his tie.
He unbuttoned two buttons at the top of his black dress shirt as he walked to his window and that was my cue.
He had his hand on the string and was about to pull them down when I quickly pulled mine up and his eyes caught the flash of pink.
He held still and peered at me suspiciously.
I wiggled my fingers at him with a daring smile on my face.
He shook his head and began to pull his blinds down when I reached for the buttons on my school uniform and started unbuttoning the shirt from the top.
I’d like to mention that I was never that kind of girl, I didn’t try to lure guys in with my body. I was a modest girl who only had sex because I was pressured to, because I had thought that was the next logical step even though I hadn’t been ready. I wasn’t that loud attention seeking girl flashing her titties so I could feel good about myself, I didn’t flirt, and I usually kept my crushes to myself. I didn’t need anyone else to make me feel good about myself.
But he was different, he was the only one who made me want to be naughty, he was the only one I had ever pursued.
I was thankful when it was enough, he stopped pulling the blinds down and watched me without any emotion on his face and I almost let it discourage me.
I did the last of the buttons and slowly pulled my shirt off and let it fall to the floor, underneath I was wearing a lavender purple lace push u
p bra that he seemed to approve of if his stare was any indication.
After what seemed like an eternity his eyes finally found mine again and my heart kicked up its tempo another notch. His brown eyes looked black beneath his heavy eyelids, everything about him looked sensual and warm and it was all the encouragement I needed to let go of all my reservations.
I was losing my mind but if being crazy and out of control was enough to break down his walls, I’d welcome madness with a distorted smile on my face.
I slipped a hand beneath one strap of my bra and pulled it down my shoulder, I did it slowly as I watched him to make sure he followed every movement I made, and he did.
I wasn’t going to go so far as to be completely naked though because he deserved to be teased.
The best part was that there was going to be no denying a damn thing after I was done.
I left the strap hanging as I slowly slid my hands around my breasts, just shy of them, and down my stomach.
I unzipped my skirt as I turned around and let it hang there before it slowly slipped off my hips on its own as I undid my bun to let my hair lose. At the same time my hair cascaded down my back my skirt slipped all the way to the floor to reveal my purple lace half cheek panties.
The timing was impeccable.
I turned to the side and looked over to him again, he was biting his bottom lip and staring intently. When his eyes met mine, I sucked in a breath, as I felt high, invincible even, as everything we felt hung in the space between us. I could feel how he wanted me, and it made me ache.
My stomach was swirling with butterflies, I almost felt like I couldn’t continue but I had to push myself to follow through, to break out of the trance his eyes were putting me in.
I finally ran my hands back up my stomach and over my breasts, I grabbed them and pushed my bra up slightly and arched a knowing brow at him.
He took a deep breath as he reached down to adjust himself in his jeans.
It was my goal to get him to notice me, but I hadn’t thought past that point so the knowledge that I had made him hard made me blush, despite the confident show I was supposed to be putting on.
I thought I might have been dreaming when he went to work on the buttons of his shirt before he tossed it behind him. But then when he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper, I decided that was the part I had to be imagining.
He set one hand against his windowpane and leaned forward as his other hand dipped down inside his jeans where he then cupped himself.
I gasped in surprise and he smirked at me in return.
I suddenly didn’t know what to do with myself, I started something I didn’t know how to finish. But he of course had other plans anyways.
He stroked himself over his underwear as he reached up and grabbed the string of his blinds again and abruptly dropped them.
What the shit!?
I stood there baffled for several minutes.
How in the hell did he end up winning that?
He couldn’t possibly get any more annoying.
Only he could get hard, touch himself and then shut me out like I was never that interesting in the first place!
I had the urge to march over there and demand satisfaction, but my parents were awake and there was no logical excuse for me going over there.
But no matter how it had ended I had made undeniable progress and there was no doubt left in my mind.
He wanted me.
Chapter 16
Kyla
“Yo, yo, yooooo,” I said, as I entered Amber’s room without warning her that I was coming over beforehand.
She didn’t say anything at first until I dropped down beside her with a smile on my face that wasn’t returned.
“What the hell is wrong with you girl? Get your ass off my bed, and out of my room,” she said, as she closed her eyes again.
“Never.” I dropped a bag of donuts next to her head and she turned into them and inhaled deeply.
“You’re lucky I know there is at least one filled with lemon in there otherwise I tell you what, you were about to be tossed out on your pale behind.” She sat up and dug around the bag until she found what she was looking for.
“You’re welcome,” I said, as I grabbed myself a chocolate donut and climbed inside the covers. “So, what were you guys fighting about?”
She sighed and finished chewing before she said, “How did I know you were going to ask me that first thing after forcibly waking me up.”
“Isn’t it always with force that we are awoken by another?” I countered in my best philosopher voice.
“Don’t hand me that poetic crap so early in the morning, I don’t need to ponder what it means to be woken up by someone.”
I smiled innocently. “It’s one thirty pm Ambear.”
“Don’t be cute with me, you can’t call me ‘Ambear’ when you are being annoying. It's Amber, thanks,” she said.
When I didn’t say anything but instead pleaded with her with my eyes, she sat up with another sigh. “Shit, alright. We fought because well…” She stopped suddenly and I watched her eyes fill with water and a single tear slip out. “You ready for this?” she asked, and I nodded slowly as worry for her set in. “He cheated on me okay. Jake, that stupid ass bitch, he cheated on me.”
I inhaled in shock and started choking on my donut, so she slapped my back as she rolled her eyes and reached for a glass of water on her nightstand with her other hand.
“What the hell, why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, before I cleared my throat a few more times and took a big gulp of water.
I was shocked, if it wasn’t Amber saying so herself, I would never believe Jake would do something like that.
“I was so embarrassed,” she said, and tears began to glide down her cheeks more rapidly from her downcast eyes. “And I feel weird about it, I have conflicting emotions about us being over.”
“Oh, honey why? You should have come to me right away, I’m so sorry. I understand it probably is confusing. But why would you be embarrassed to tell me?”
“Because of whom it was with, because I told him I’d still be with him because I don’t know how to be with anyone else. But he turned me down. I feel really stupid Ky. Like really, really, fucking stupid.”
I set the bag on the floor and scooted closer to her so I could hug her. “Don’t feel stupid! Your willingness to work it out is a result of the depth of the love you have for him. But he doesn’t deserve it. I seriously can’t believe this.”
She cried into my shoulder and I lost track of time as I held her, until finally she pulled away. “Aren’t you going to ask who it was with?”
I had completely spaced that part; I was too in shock and too sad for her to worry about the details.
“Who?” I asked, as I stroked her hair and held onto one of her hands.
“Rachel,” she said, as she looked into my eyes knowing how I was going to take the news.
Oh hell no.
I hopped off her bed immediately and walked out of her room and down the stairs.
I heard her calling after me as she scrambled down the stairs behind me, but I was already heading out the door.
“Stop Ky don’t, I don’t need you to do this for me,” she said, as she flung herself into my passenger seat as I was buckling my seat belt.
I started the engine and tried to stay calm because I was seeing red. “Oh, it may be because of what happened to you but it’s not just for you,” I said, as I whipped out of my driveway. “She’s had this coming for quite some time and we both know it.”
“You don’t even know if she’s home and if she is you can’t just barge in there and have words with her in front of her parents.”
“She’s working. She sold me donuts an hour ago with a smile on her face that was too fake even for her. I should have known something was up when she suddenly stopped hanging around us, and Jake got super busy with his band and he avoided us all the damn time at school. They’ve been seeing each other for
almost a month now huh?” I glanced at her and she nodded her head as she wiped more tears away with the palm of her hand.
She looked like a hot mess.
I took my bun out and handed her my hair tie and my black hoodie from my backseat to cover her sleep tank top.
She took them and made herself look as presentable as she could and used the sleeve to wipe away her tears.
We pulled up to the donut shop and I got out right away with her trailing closely behind me.
“There is still time to make a better choice,” she said, as I reached for the door.
“I don’t feel like making a better choice right now,” I said, as I squeezed her hand. “Is this okay?”
She glanced inside and squeezed my hand in return as she said, “Fuck it.”
With her permission I walked inside the shop for my second time that day as I pulled the sleeves up on my shirt and I looked around the small room and took in several things.
Sora and Red sitting at a back table having coffee and laughing animatedly, Philip behind the counter waving at me excitedly even though he had just seen me an hour earlier. And then there was Rachel, on break sitting a table over from Sora, on her phone texting with a smile on her face without a care for how she screwed over the last person that gave a shit about her.
I strode over and shook off Amber who was holding onto me nervously even though she had given me the green light.
Rachel glanced up and pushed back her chair and stood up straight when she saw me because she knew what was coming.
Sora and Red glanced over at Rachel then at what she was staring at and that was me charging over in anger and with a purpose.
I couldn’t even be bothered by the fact that of course Sora was there. I was so mad I couldn’t even curse my small town for revealing my flaws to everyone on a daily basis.
Who cares if I was always putting on a show, it gave them all something to whisper about anyways and in that moment, I simply didn’t care if I looked crazy.
But truth be told I should have tried to use my words first, but I knew she wouldn’t listen to them anyways. She was one of those people, there was no reasoning with her.