I Cant Stop Myself.

Brett leaned his head against the leather seats of his tinted window BMW. His mouth inhaling the smoke from the cigarette propped between his lips. His eyes closed as his mind wondered, what had it wondered to? thats not a hard answer,her. He had been watching her ever since her father had alittle run in with his gang. Trying to track down her father he had also found her. He didnt believe in love it all seemed like a fairtytale and he was a very realistic. The smoke blew out his nose giving the car the scent of new leather, expensive cologne and tobacco. He let the cigarette out once he saw a car roll up in the Wilson driveway. He knew that she knew that she drove him insane with the way she acted, so rebellious. He watched her get out of a car that was filled with men with obnoxious loud laughs. He licked his lips and watched her every move, she had to know that he was watching waiting for her to come to him like she always had. He wanted her ...No he needed her.

Samantha turned off the shower as she stepped out into the cool air folding a towel around her body. Pinning her hair up. She was so nervous, she had been asked out on a date by one of the most handsome boys who went to her college and she needed to look perfect. Biting her lip she dropped her towel looking over her body moving side to side, her fingers ran over the scar on her stomach that she had gotten so many years ago due to a car accident in which she had lost her father in. She shook her head wanting to push all those bad memories away from tonight, Nothing could ruin this night. She put on her best dress and heels, leaving her hair in the curly mess it was. She looked pretty but was pretty enough? She grabbed her bag and told her roommate she would be home late to not wait up. Opening the doors to her dorm building she stepped out into the warm summer air.

Jess got out of the car with her three closet friends, all guys. Sure it brought her a reputation as a skit, but she didn't care. She never had sex with her friends, she'd only done it once. And that wasn't pleasurable.one of the guys, Steven, playfully puller her to him and spun Jess, when he did she looked across the street and noticed Brett's car. Jessica bit her lip when she realized he was here. She wasn't sure what to do so she acted like she hadn't even noticed, just turning around and smacking Steven's shoulder. Who bugged her about her change in behavior. Jessica didn't tell any of her friends about Brett, the only person who knew was her father. That was only because he was somewhat involved. She was so conflicted with it. He seemed like a good guy and that they could be friends, but he came off so strong it scared her.

Ricky was oust side of Samantha's dorm, he was dressed up as a college student to deter anyone from realizing who he was. The only thing about him that could be seen and distinguished as him, was his greaser style hair. Ricky wore denim jeans and blue tee shirt, with aviator sunglasses. When Samantha exited the building he was on the move. Following behind her carefully. Ricky knew how far and how long he could follow her exactly before it became suspicious. Unless of course she realized it was him. He knew where she was going, he had his friend ask her on a date. It was the only way he could get her alone.

@ Enchanting