Smoking Cigarettes

My legs burned as I pushed myself to run, faster, faster, I couldn’t let him catch me. Sweat rolled down the side of my head as I turned down the hallway. There was a door at the end of the hall. Light could be seen peeking from underneath.

I had to get to it. I had to reach that door!

My legs managed to pull me faster. My grin spread from ear to ear when I felt the cool metal of the knob under my hand. I was about to turn it when a hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back, slamming me against the door.

I screamed when I looked up at him…Dr. Phil.

“Aiden…Aiden wake up…hey stupid!”

I bolted up right and bam my head made contact with something hard. I whined as I kicked my feet and then bam I rolled off the bed to hit the floor. My whining got louder.

“God damn it!” A familiar pissed off voice shouts. “First you wake me up at four-fucking-kill-me-now in the morning then you decide to head butt me! You’re such an idiot.”

I frowned before opening my eyes and realizing I wasn’t on a bed. I was on the couch. Now I was on the floor. I also realized that Dr. Phil was nowhere to be seen. So it was just a dream? A horrible, horrible dream! Stupid Dr. Phil, how dare you haunt me in my dreams! Why couldn’t I dream of Johnny Depp or something?

I screamed before tackling Sin to the ground. He growled as I placed myself between his legs and wrapped my arms around him tight.

“Sin, Dr. Phil tried to kill me!” I cried into the boys chest. Mm, he smells good. I totally want to just lick him and grope him right now.

“I wish he had,” Sin growled and I punched him in the chest. He made a soft ‘umph’ sound before going silent.

“Can I sleep with you?” I ask with big watery puppy eyes. My perfected act…it has to work on the grim reaper! If it doesn’t then all my years of practice would have been for nothing!

Sin glared down at me evilly. It pretty much screamed ‘I hate you and your damn cute puppy eyes.’ I grinned when the boy sighed and nodded. I jumped off him and followed him up the steps and into his room and when he opened the door I screamed.

It was so…normal looking. The walls were a light blue and covered in band posters. The floor was a plain gray carpet, but you could hardly see it from all the clothes, accessories, and junk thrown around the room. There was a black futon along with a TV and video game system, stereo, and a PC on a desk.

I looked at Sin in awe. He raised an eyebrow at me as if he didn’t know why I was so shocked. Did he see his room? Really!

“Your room.” I squeak.

Sin just rolls his eyes at me before going to his bed. There he slides under the covers and scoots towards the side. I take that as my invitation and I smile before skipping over and sliding under the covers with him. I wonder what he would do if I grabbed his ass…

~

“So you two slept in the same bed?”

“Yep!”

“What’d you use to drug him?”

“Morphine.”

“Really?”

“Heroine.”

Drew laughs before patting me on the back. “Congratulations on fucking Sin!”

Sin literally threw Drew out of his seat for that one.

“Oh my god, Drew I didn’t know you could fly!” I laughed and watched as the boy flew a few feet before landing on the ground. I giggled and jumped up on the cafeteria table before jumping off. “I can f-“ I hit the ground. “Ouch! Sin my lips hurt, kiss them make them better?”

Sin twitched. “No.”

“But why?”

“Because.”

“Because, why?”

“Shut up.”

“Make me!”

Sin shoved an apple in my mouth. Everyone decided it’d be funny to watch me choke on the thing so no one helped! What horrible friends I have! I need new ones.

Once I managed to take the apple out I gasped, “You dickhead!”

Sin ignored me and started up a conversation with Jake. I whined and started kicking his hip but he still ignored me. Fine two can play at this game.

I pouted and went to talk to Drew who was still lying on the floor from where he crashed landed. I giggled and jumped on the boys back before shouting, “Piggy back ride!”

Drew got up and held me on his back while he ran around the cafeteria. I laughed loudly and shouted, “Vroom! Vroom! I’m a racecar. Vroom! Vroom!”

The bell rang then and Drew went to sit me down, but I kicked his sides while demanding, “To next period Drew! Mush doggy!”