------ It was so vexing! Piles of paper, paper, paper, paper! ALL ON MY DESK, CREATING A MESS! "GOD DAMNIT!" I cussed loudly inside the quiet classroom. I even banged my head to add in the much needed effect. The door slid open in a matter of seconds and Robin walked in non-chalantly, in a "your hero has appeared" way. My tense muscles relaxed, and I unconciously reached for my pen. "Hey, Pipes. Need help?" "Please!" These were all complaints and suggestions from the students, and I had to check or cross them! This would take hours! Considering the amount of papers there are, it would take DAYS! "Hand me the pen." He was right behind me, next to my bare neck, breathing on it. I sighed in content, the feeling relaxing more of my muscles. "Thanks a lot, Robin." I tossed to pen over to him and scooted out of my chair, grabbing a beanbag nearby and dropped on it, reaching for a random paper before scanning its contents. Without even needing to look at the second sentence, I marked it as a "no". Hours passed. It seemed like minutes, basking in the glorious, comfy silence. This "bonding" time between me and Robin was much needed. "Hey, short stuff." "Yeah?" "I love you." My heart raced as I took in the words. I felt warm. These very words made my barricade stronger, the cardiac muscles tightening. Metaphorical or not, it really was. The red creeping up my cheeks were like a signal for him to kiss me, and I embraced the warmness of his lips. God, drown me now. It was such a cliché scene, me leaning back on the beanbag and Robin crouching, leaning in to cup my face and kiss me. "I love you too." ----- I know. Lame. Tame.
This isn't to bad, but it seems a bit rushed. It keeps going on but I really don't have a good idea of who the characters are.. It's detailed pretty good, although It would be better to know the color of the characters hair or eyes or something But over all good
Thanks Alida. I'm having writer's block for this. >:I Any suggestions on how Ciel and Piper should meet?
Lmao. Wrong story. XD But still. Anything more to put in in the story? :0 Strong, harsh criticizm would be perfect. :3
---- "Let's have a date." Hours after organizing and marking papers, excluding the minutes we stole from sneaked kisses, we finally finished. The pen from Robin's hand rolled off the table and onto the floor, interrupting our moment of comfortable silence. A few seconds after waking up from our trance, it had rolled off his tounge. I craned my neck to the side, a bit curious. "A date?" "To the pier." My curiosity was chased away and replaced with anxiety and excitement. I gave a tiny squeal and rolled around the bean bag, expressing my joy. I wanted to be nosy and ask tons and tons of questions. Such as, "When!" "Why!" and "How?!" As for the last question, the pier was an hour drive away. It's not like we don't ride the bus or anything, but due to the news on TV stating that we couldn't take public transportation there, I was depressed. The outrage on my face when it happened. The "law" was temporary, only a month long. It wasn't like Robin owned a car or anything, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see. But if we have to walk, I am sooo dragging him to a cafe. "So is it a yes?" The idiom "Ignorance is bliss" has never been so true until the last monent. "Of course." ----- Insanity. Insane is what I am to turn down an offer like this. What will he think? I'm too opinionated, I don't want to seem desperate! But it's the only shot I've got. I hope Robin won't mind if I'm a bit late... Ah, heck. "I'll take it." It's so shiny, with a bit of sequins on the rim of it, how can I not resist?! IT'S FUCKING ON SALE! ON SALE!! This dress—! White, short black laced sleaves, the dress embedded on the front with a very stylish ink design of a raven and little black crystals dancing on the end and top, it's so cliché. ----- "Shorts, I'm driving." Oh, right. I forgot. 'College student' priviledges. I would've burst at the scene. A black cadillac. It must seem like I'm being held hostage by an angsty evil mastermind... "It looks like an olden day action film with me being the maiden in need and you the evil tyrannical overlord." His expression was priceless. His shocked look softened and I burst in a euphoria of giggles, much like the time we first met. "You forgot to add in the romance genre. Who wouldn't kill to go out with such a cute, sadistic masochist?" He gave a hair flick and posed, much to my dismay. I began laughing louder, before stopping, holding my stomach. "Isn't that, *pff* contra—*lulz*dicting?" "In a way, yes. But who wouldn't pay a few dollars to see the maiden saving the day with her whip of justice?" I slapped him playfully before entering the car. "It was your dads, huh." The comedic tension soon died and was replaced with an eerie silence. I didn't feel comfortable, obviously, so I shifted a bit. His hand was automatically on my lap, on top of my hand. "Yeah." And that, was my signal to change the topic. -----