Status: Awkward 3 year hiatus is over. Probs lost all my readers. RIP. Comment or something if you want this ongoing :)
365 Days.
339.
I gasp,
back hitting the wall with a soft thud,
sweat rolling off me in small drops.
I'm not even supposed to be doing this.
Panting,
I close my eyes,
give a soft whine.
I'm hurting,
all over,
but that doesn't matter.
It feels good,
having spent all that energy,
pushing my body to the limits but not boundaries,
running laps around the oval.
I'm the only one in the changing rooms,
so I take my time and catch my breath back,
take my shirt off,
and just as I'm about to pull my shorts down,
I hear a soft chuckle.
back hitting the wall with a soft thud,
sweat rolling off me in small drops.
I'm not even supposed to be doing this.
Panting,
I close my eyes,
give a soft whine.
I'm hurting,
all over,
but that doesn't matter.
It feels good,
having spent all that energy,
pushing my body to the limits but not boundaries,
running laps around the oval.
I'm the only one in the changing rooms,
so I take my time and catch my breath back,
take my shirt off,
and just as I'm about to pull my shorts down,
I hear a soft chuckle.
"You are so cute.
Especially when you run,
you stand out so much.
You run so gracefully."
Especially when you run,
you stand out so much.
You run so gracefully."
I feel as if someone drained all my emotions,
and replaced it only with embarrassment and high discomfort.
"Hi."
I stammer out.
and replaced it only with embarrassment and high discomfort.
"Hi."
I stammer out.
Two arms go around me,
"Hey,"
He seems to drag it a little,
a flirty way.
"Hey,"
He seems to drag it a little,
a flirty way.
Now I feel sick.
I wriggled around a bit, trying to get out of his grasp.
Dammit.
This new kid,
Mickel Jonathan,
is now my new stalker as it seems.
He's everywhere I go.
"M-Mickel,
let go."
I mumble,
trying to slip out of his embrace again.
I wriggled around a bit, trying to get out of his grasp.
Dammit.
This new kid,
Mickel Jonathan,
is now my new stalker as it seems.
He's everywhere I go.
"M-Mickel,
let go."
I mumble,
trying to slip out of his embrace again.
"Why?"
He places a kiss on my neck,
"I like holding you."
A harsh nip.
He places a kiss on my neck,
"I like holding you."
A harsh nip.
I squeak,
thrash like a fish,
kick at something and accidentally topple us over.
I find myself on the ground,
though could have sworn I landed on him,
with him staring down at me.
thrash like a fish,
kick at something and accidentally topple us over.
I find myself on the ground,
though could have sworn I landed on him,
with him staring down at me.
"Hello princess."
He grins,
leans down and kisses my jaw.
"You're so fragile,
be glad cause usually I'm not a guy,
who'd fuck you out all night and day,
though…."
He runs a finger down my chest,
looking thoughtful for a moment,
"I think I'd make an exception for you."
He grins,
leans down and kisses my jaw.
"You're so fragile,
be glad cause usually I'm not a guy,
who'd fuck you out all night and day,
though…."
He runs a finger down my chest,
looking thoughtful for a moment,
"I think I'd make an exception for you."
My eyes fly open,
I feel my cheeks burning.
I reach out and slap his face,
quickly crawl out while he's still surprised
(though not in pain as his face reads)
and grab my clothes,
darting into one of the cubicles,
locking the door and leaning on the far side,
watching it carefully.
Knowing that it lurks around out there somewhere.
Hopefully not going through my stuff.
But there are more footsteps,
the rest of the boys are here.
Thankfully.
Now I can shower and dress in peace,
knowing now stalker guy isn't going to climb over the bathroom stall and rape me.
I feel my cheeks burning.
I reach out and slap his face,
quickly crawl out while he's still surprised
(though not in pain as his face reads)
and grab my clothes,
darting into one of the cubicles,
locking the door and leaning on the far side,
watching it carefully.
Knowing that it lurks around out there somewhere.
Hopefully not going through my stuff.
But there are more footsteps,
the rest of the boys are here.
Thankfully.
Now I can shower and dress in peace,
knowing now stalker guy isn't going to climb over the bathroom stall and rape me.
~ * ~
Biology is next,
and surprise surprise,
the stalker is there too.
Art, sport, biology…
That's already three classes.
And that's way too much!
I sit near the window,
staring out the window,
when a familiar shape seats itself next to me.
I glance over for a split moment,
hoping it's Chase so at least his appearance would frighten off Mickel,
but no.
It's the incubus himself in the flesh.
and surprise surprise,
the stalker is there too.
Art, sport, biology…
That's already three classes.
And that's way too much!
I sit near the window,
staring out the window,
when a familiar shape seats itself next to me.
I glance over for a split moment,
hoping it's Chase so at least his appearance would frighten off Mickel,
but no.
It's the incubus himself in the flesh.
Mickel grins down at me,
before looking up as the teacher spots him.
before looking up as the teacher spots him.
"Oh, Mickel!
How nice to see you here!
Do tell me,
why did you pick biology?"
She's such a passionate freak about Bio
that I swear one day,
she'll jump out the window in excitement,
no parachute.
How nice to see you here!
Do tell me,
why did you pick biology?"
She's such a passionate freak about Bio
that I swear one day,
she'll jump out the window in excitement,
no parachute.
Mickel leans back in his chair,
"Well I like to dissect things,
open 'em up.
I like to,"
he glances at me and smirks in a way so that only I can see,
"Look at things,
closely.
Things that amuse me."
"Well I like to dissect things,
open 'em up.
I like to,"
he glances at me and smirks in a way so that only I can see,
"Look at things,
closely.
Things that amuse me."
The teacher nods,
grinning,
"Great!"
grinning,
"Great!"
I feel awkward,
visible,
open.
Damn.
Our task for today is to look at the brain,
a sheep's brain,
a quick revision from a few years ago.
Mikel is obviously excited,
either to see the brain or me green,
I don't know.
But when I open the packet,
pull out the brain and drop it onto the plastic cutting board,
take a knife and slice it open,
my hands freeze,
my eyes widen.
Inside the brain,
the dead sheep's brain,
the one that told the sheep to eat grass and have babies,
were maggots.
Maggots.
Maggots.
visible,
open.
Damn.
Our task for today is to look at the brain,
a sheep's brain,
a quick revision from a few years ago.
Mikel is obviously excited,
either to see the brain or me green,
I don't know.
But when I open the packet,
pull out the brain and drop it onto the plastic cutting board,
take a knife and slice it open,
my hands freeze,
my eyes widen.
Inside the brain,
the dead sheep's brain,
the one that told the sheep to eat grass and have babies,
were maggots.
Maggots.
Maggots.
"Oh dear,
that one seems to have gone off.
Hm. Strange.
I'll go find another-"
that one seems to have gone off.
Hm. Strange.
I'll go find another-"
I don't hear the rest of the teacher's pity speech,
I grab the nearest bin just in case.
I grab the nearest bin just in case.
"You know,"
says Mickel distantly,
"I have a thing for maggots…
they're unusual creatures."
says Mickel distantly,
"I have a thing for maggots…
they're unusual creatures."
I throw up.
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Whoop whoop.I apologize for the last update and it's shortness, I had to get something done! xD
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