You Give Me Butterflies 2

Things start to heat up...
Ring. Finally I thought as the bell rang for lunch. Raising my arms up I stretched, lunchtime. I packed my English notebook away and walked out of class. I smiled as I thought what drama my three best friends Kelsie, Gina and Mary would create today. Don’t get me wrong I love my friends to pieces they always know when to cheer me up or the other way around. We had been there for each other since as long as I could remember, Its just the way we were. As I reached the field that connected with the forest I could already see them sitting in the middle heads bent close together as if plotting something. I looked around and saw kids playing soccer just across from us, geeks out with computers, the Goths all lying back looking really glum and then my eyes fell across the popular kids.

My eyes found Derek’s face and my stomach did a little flip as he looked up and saw me. That same hot fireir look flared up again but with a touch of sadness. He smiled faintly and I remembered the deal I had made with myself. Keeping straight face almost cold I turned and focused on my friends. When I reached the group who all looked up concern masking all of there faces. holding my hands up in surrender I said, "I’m fine, honestly." Sighing they all spoke a once."We were so worried!" "You ran out like you were on fire!" I sat down and I reassured them all and we went back to talking about the new school year and what we were up to this weekend.

Gina leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Derek Crombie ran after you like a bat outa hell this morning, what happened?" Now I love my friends all the same , but I’m a little bit closer to Gina she always to me was the easiest to talk to. So I explained to her what happened, when I finished the story all she said was, "Wow." When the day finally ended I breathed a sigh of relief. Walking to my locker and dreaded the thought of going home to an empty house. Mum would be at work until god knows what time. She worked all the time since dad died. I reached my locker and started pulling books out almost everyone. First day backs were always a bitch. So much homework. By the time I was almost finished the corridor was deserted kids didn’t like to hang around school long. I saw rather than heard Derek walk up beside me, I ignored him and continued to pull books into my bag. "We need to talk." Was all he said.

"No we don’t, there is nothing to talk about." I slammed my locker door closed and turned to walk away. Derek grabbed my arm and pushed me back into the locker, putting his face close to mine he said, "Yes there is Lizzie, you’ve given me this cold shut out look all day, but I know you feel it," raising his hand he cupped the back of my head " I know you feel this heat this attraction between us." I tried to push away but again he wouldn’t let me. "what I feel is none of your business Derek, so just back off and leave me alo-" Derek crushed his mouth to mine. At first I was angry, I begun to struggle and push him away but he held firm and just kept kissing. My mind began to shut down and just focused on the kiss and I was lost. I grabbed Derek’s shirt and pulled him forward till we were as close as possible and returned the kiss heat for heat passion for passion.

I felt dereks hands move down my body to my hips, he squeezed hard and tried to pull us even closer together. Moving his lips down my neck I let out a moan of pleasure, it was when I felt his hands mold to my breasts that reality sunk in like a cold bucket of ice water. With all my strength I pushed him away and we stood apart both breathing heavily. Not knowing how to handle the situation I panicked and reached down to grab my bag where I had dropped it when we kissed. Turning to leave I felt Derek’s hand on my arm, and a piece of paper being slipped into my hand, his voice was a lot softer than before. "Text me, we need to talk Lizzie." With a kiss to my cheek Derek turned and walked down the other way out of the corridor. Slowly I turned, walked to my car and drove home in a daze. Please comment, and leave ideas!

By Brie :)
Published: 7/10/2009
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