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Faces Fluster; Bodies Burn

Written by Arladerus on July 7, 2010

Sorry for any bad grammar, spelling errors or terrible imagery since I'm not in a writing mood at the moment. But you know what the say, only compose when you feel like you have to. And I feel like I have to. God, why do I keep starting sentences with prepositions? Which explains my fail writing ATM



Riding the bus is awkward, especially when you're standing. When it shakes, you always end up leaning on someone or vice-versa; no personal space on public transit at all. Although, it would probably be even more awkward for the passenger sitting down that had their face towards my crotch. I felt my face burn up at the thought as I curiously looked down...

"Alex?!" The girl I had a crush on was staring at where my legs met. "Alex!" Suddenly, she snapped and realized what was happening and looked up. Red, she shifted her shoulders and legs nervously and tried to look at me but was too embarrassed. Her eyes continued to drift towards me but would always quickly flicker away just before we would make eye contact.

The bus stopped and the doors opened. As I took a step to leave, I realized Alex had given up on trying to look at me and just looked into her lap. She failed to notice that it was our stop to school. "This is my chance," I thought to myself. I quickly traced down her arm without touching her and found her hand. I grabbed it and told her, "Come on, or we're going to miss our stop."

We made our way through the doors, out of the heat and into the bitter wind. "Thank you," I heard her mumble. I looked at her, and she seemed surprise that I heard her.

"You're welcome," I said trying to look as friendly as possible. However, I could feel my cheeks burn with heat in the face of the chilling breeze. I waited with her at the intersection and walked with her to and into our school. Her locker was on the way to mine so I planned on parting with her there. Although we didn't have the same class first period, I doubted that she would have wanted to come to my locker and go to class together.

"Um..." she said softly. "My hand..." With that I looked down and realized that I was still holding her hand from when I took her off of the bus. I felt my face burn again.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I stuttered, letting go of her hand.

"It's okay, we didn't have any gloves so I guess it kept our hands warm outside." With both her hands free, she took off her jacket and put it into her locker. "Okay, I'm all done. Let's go to your locker."

We walked in awkward silence down the hallway and stopped at my locker. "This is it. Locker 690." I heard her giggle, but when I turned to look her face showed no sign of laughter. 42, 17, 25. I unlocked my Dudley lock and opened my locker. There wasn't much inside; a few bottles of water and some unopened packages of lined paper. Like Alex, I used a bag to carry my books and just carried them to all my classes since I didn't have to take many notes for my classes this semester. Like her, all I did at my locker was take off my coat, put it into the locker, swing the door shut and lock the lock.

In awkward silence again, we walked to the second floor to our first period class. We walked pretty slowly, but we didn't bother anybody because there weren't a lot of people in the hallways yet. Outside of the classroom, she stopped for a moment and then walked back into the classroom.

I didn't talk to Alex again in first and second period. It was lunch now. I didn't feel hungry so I went to my locker to grab a bottle of water. 42, 17, 25. I opened my locker and a single sheet of lined paper flew out. "Meet me in the music room." One of my packages of lined paper was opened. I dashed to the music room, forgetting to shut my locker.

At the music room, I saw Alex sitting on one of the chairs alone. She saw me, hopped out of the seat and skipped towards me. "Hey, we still have a lot of time until the end of lunch. Come with me," she said in an irresistible tone and staring straight into my eyes. Suddenly gaining a sense of curiosity and excitement, I followed her command without hesitation. Pulling me by the wrist, she took me into the practice room and shut the door.

She smiled at me, licking her lips slowly.



"Alex!" I came to and realized that I was staring straight into this boy's crotch while I was thinking. I looked up. I instantly recognized him as the boy who is in all of my classes and always stares at me.

"Maybe I should..." slowly drifting my eyes towards his. "No. I can't. It isn't right. But I do really like..." I I squeezed my eyes tightly and shook my head. "Resist temptation. Think of other things." I looked down towards my lap as I suppressed my impulses, pressing my fingertips against cold steel.

All of a sudden, I felt a warmth in one of my hands. It was his. "Come on," he said, "or we're going to miss our stop." Before I knew it, he had dragged me all the way to my locker. Normally I would open my lock with my left hand but he was still holding onto it. "Um..." I said, trying to sound innocent. "My hand." His burning confidence suddenly quenched. He apologized as I took off my coat and put it into my locker. "Okay," I said, "I'm done. Let's go to your locker." His face lit up when I said that and he brought me to his locker.

"This is it," he said. "Locker 690."

"69, with the 0 being the bed," I thought. I accidentally laughed out loud. I quickly returned to my innocent blank facial expression before he turned his head and looked at me. He put his jacket away like I did and we walked to our first class. Just before we entered, I thought about the situation. "We still have a lot of time until classes start. Maybe I can.... No."

He didn't talk to me again in period one and two. Period two was English class. We were talking about Shakespeare's use of irony and the existential crises of the characters within his plays. Bored, I slipped out of the classroom and went to his locker. "Locker 690," I whispered to myself. "42, 17, 25." I opened his locker and cut open one of his packages of paper with my knife. I took out a sheet and wrote "Meet me in the music room."

Period two was almost over so I slipped into class just before class was over so I could get my book bag. I strolled through the hallways towards the music room and sat there, patiently waiting for him to arrive. After about five minutes of waiting, he arrived, short of breath with the note in his hand. I stood up and walked to him, pacing myself to hide my excitement.

"Hey, we still have a lot of time until the end of lunch. Come with me," I said. I looked at him straight in the eye; he was under my spell. I took him to the practice room and closed the door gently.

I licked my lips; with the cold of my knife's steel against my fingertips, I felt as if I could already taste his blood. "Alexina...." He recited my name one final time.

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Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:15 AM [Edited once ] +

tl;dr

jk

this is some freaky shit.

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:18 AM [Edited once ] +

Read the 1st paragraph all I can say about your bus riding opinion is: public transportation noob
Edit: oh. commenting without reading ftw.

ANYWAY I think that Alex is kinda like this story I heard about a girl who ate her dates after having sex with them. Which also reminds me of Jennifer's Body...what a hot movie that was...

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:18 AM +

Actually I don't feel that way about public transport personally. A lot of people feel that way but I don't. I just took on the general standard of it.

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:20 AM +

loool at contrast

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:29 AM +

Arladerus said: Actually I don't feel that way about public transport personally. A lot of people feel that way but I don't. I just took on the general standard of it.


o so you're pro like all business men are?

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:31 AM +

Err I never watched Jennifer's Body. Meh. And I dunno what you mean about business men

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:39 AM +

All business men in Montreal are ABSOLUTE PROS at public transportation. Like they have the power to open the back bus doors while the bus is slowing down and hop off. They have the power to catch ANY metro train. And they have the skill to scan their bus pass without taking it out of the pocket AND their wallet.
Are you this pro?

You have to watch Jennifer's Body.

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:41 AM +

That's pretty cool!

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 05:43 AM +

Fangs are not retractable. Some are fold-able though.
Bio fail.

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 02:23 PM +

FunnyFroggy said: Fangs are not retractable. Some are fold-able though.
Bio fail.


You just bitch-slapped every premature vampire-fan-fiction girl writer out there, nice work.

Quoted from some horrible fanfiction I read somewhere:
"If he's showing his fangs, he's angry, watch out!"

Ugh.

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 03:47 PM +

Pirkid said:
FunnyFroggy said: Fangs are not retractable. Some are fold-able though.
Bio fail.


You just bitch-slapped every premature vampire-fan-fiction girl writer out there, nice work.

Quoted from some horrible fanfiction I read somewhere:
"If he's showing his fangs, he's angry, watch out!"

Ugh.


Props must be given to froggy, however. Bravo.
You know what Arly...after reading through half of the girl's story I thought that it wasn't going to be about sex, and I was right. Still, would have been alright if you ended without the fangs and claws part.

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 04:10 PM +

I'm sorry, I don't know about much animal biology because let's face it, I'm not into bestiality nor mythological creatures. I'll fix it up

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 05:21 PM +

Ew, this is what you took all that time looking for names? Stuff with fangs?

Messed up stuff.

[Yo]

 
 
Wed Jul 07, 2010 09:36 PM +

I think I'm going to make this more realistic and change the main female protagonist from a monster sort of thing with claws and fangs to simply a hungry girl and her knife.

 
 
Sat Jul 10, 2010 04:13 AM +

This was marvelous; it actually kept me on my toes


+1 for you sir

 

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