Cruel Summer

Oh no

His big frame stalked towards me and I practically ran away to the other side of the room, and in the process, left Carrie behind. There are two doors in the cafeteria. One leads in from the hallway, and another one leads outside to the courtyard. The hallway door is across the canteen from the courtyard door.

So I basically sprinted in front of everyone in the school, trying not to bump into people walking with their trays in hand. As soon as I opened the door to continue my run outside, a big, calloused hand wrapped around the handle and slammed the door shut.

He slammed it so hard that the frame vibrated. The loud sound made the people around us stop their conversations and turn towards us. I felt him breathing on my neck and watched out the corner of my eyes as he placed both of his hands right above my head. I knew exactly who it was by the way my body reacted to him.

He pressed his body against mine. I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a shaky breath. He leaned down and licked the shell of my ear. I bit my lip to conceal a moan. I mentally screamed at myself. Snap out of it! I opened my eyes and elbowed his stomach.

He grunted and bit my ear lobe in retaliation. My blush deepened so much that my face felt like it was on fire. I gasped when I felt the bulge in his pants settle right between my two globes.

"Everything okay here?" A guy came up to us. Not just any guy, the guy. He's the boy every girl wants to take home to their parents and who every coach wants on their team. The golden boy himself: Tanner Brylles.

"Mind your own business, pretty boy." Crystal Eyes lifted his head and turned to glare at Tanner. I was relieved at the small space created between us, but also a little disappointed that he didn't go farther.

"I wasn't talking to you, Wilson." Tanner said his name with such venom, it was almost scary. Wilson, hmm...Alice Wilson... not too shabby. I openly gaped at my thoughts. Yes, yes it is shabby. In fact, it's worse than shabby, it's hideous, it-it's atrocious.

"I-I'm fine Tanner, thank you." I stuttered out once I found my voice. His eyes softend when he met mine and his face turned tender-like towards me. Before I could get another word out, I heard the clicks of Carrie's shoes making her way down the small flight of steps to the scene.

"I swear if you don't get your grimey hands off her right now, you won't be able to write for another year." Carrie threatened Crystal Eyes, who I now know his last name is Wilson.

Wilson eyed both of them, then smirked. He leaned his head back down and lowered his voice to where only I could here him. "Until next time, Darling." He pressed his lips against my neck for a few seconds before I felt all his weight lift up off of me.

All his body warmth that had seeped into me, felt like it had been snatched away. I turned my back towards the door and leaned against it. My eyes trailed after him, watching as he walked away with both hands in his back pockets, seemingly unbothered.

Carrie rushed over to me, "Are you okay?" I nodded my head, not making eye contact, still looking at Wilson. Tanner walked over to us and placed his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry about him. If he ever bothers you again, let me know, I'll take care of it." I looked at him and he offered me a small smile. I smiled back, but I'm sure it looked just as much forced as it felt.

"Who was that anyways?" Carrie asked Tanner as she offered me her water bottle. I took it from her and gulped down it's contents while looking at Tanner with curiosity, wondering the same thing.

He sighed, "That is Carter Wilson. Stay as far away from him as you can. He is nothing but trouble." Tanner held my stare when he said that last part. He wanted to get through to me, but unfortunately for him, Carter Wilson had already weasled himself into my mind and heart, forever intertwining us.