A Kiss and Dance To School

Today I walked in a park. A silent cold park, full of nothing but air.

"I dont like this." He spoke first.

"You dont have to." He laughed. I turned and stepped on him with my cheatah steleto three inch heels. My mini shorts hiking up farther, my purple tank top swinging with my movement. It wasnt fair. I didnt get to chose what I wanted to wear.

While he was rolling in pain, I pulled my shorts down.

Our eyes locked again. I felt it heavier now then before. He stood up.

He moved first. Kissing me ever so lightly. Soft red lips. I was frozen . His eyes were lighter and more dangerous. Playful even.

Reality hit me all to quickly and I turned away from him, shaking. I started to walk but a buzzing caught me mid step.

"Can you do me a favour?" I turned toward him. He was right there, so close. To. Me.

"Do I have a choice?" I was out of breath. The buzzing was louder now.

He moved and it became so loud. I started to dance and pulled him with me.

"Wow, you can dance," he said as we moved toward it. The beat was so clear by now. It stopped suddenly.

"It was the music." I said and looked toward the building that had been playing it. A school, but no ordinary school, it was high school. That's where it all starts for me. In another place with him.