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"Don't Blink" he gazed "or you Lose"
"lose what exactly" she questioned.
"He's watching you again Eva" Nancy gossips.
Cally grips her shoulders "girl I'm so jelly right now" as Eva was being shook, Cally laughs.
"who isn't jealous, he's the hottest, sexiest," Freya takes a breath as she fans herself with her hand "and most desired piece of meat on campus"
"guys that's enough" eva springs to feet "Freya he's a man, not meat" eva lectures "there's no reason to be jealous, cause he's some guy and I'm some girl" she gathers her books and heads off "bye see you girls later" and Eva's out of sight.
"guhg" Cally plops down "finally"
"I can't stand her" Nancy asks "why do we even hang with her"
"cause she's got good grades "Freya snickers "and I got a chance with Trent Sco-" as Freya's bright grin grows, the girls expressions seem to turn pale "what's the matt-" just as her voice ran away, her blood chilled, and her neck hair stood on end "T-trent" Freya stutters "what brings you over here" as Freya attempts to seem calm her only question racing through her mind "did he hear me"
Trent's unwavering aloof expression, his golden brown eyes staring her down. His honey tanned skin mostly covered with a charcoal hoodie, with his full lips seemingly begging for her. Freya steps closer.
"Trent, what" Freya glides her fingertips from his left shoulder across his back rounding to his right side "do you want" she whispers "or should I ask" her seductive voice travels "who" she teases his neck with her lips "do you want"
While the girls, Cally, and Nancy attempt to sneek away, Trent snaps, pinning her to the wall. Freya, startled slips a gasp. Her arms wrap around his neck, fingers through his hair, "give into your desires" her flirtatious taunts continue as her cheeks steam up, her eyes unfocused. she pulls him in closer, pressing again him "it's alright". he slams her back on the wall "give in" he hesitates "to desire" his cheeks as bright as a tomato, his golden eyes still unwavering. Freya takes his hand and guides him down, pulling the tiny skirt up "it it's alright" she smiles as she pulls him in for a lustful kiss.
unfazed by this girl, Trent takes her advice. Freya still engrossed within his lips, her eyes closed as her arms find their way back around his neck. Whereas he doesn't take his eyes off her. Parting for a breath, she slips an aroused sigh "Don't Blink" he mutters. Freya still in a trans, didn't hear him as she pressing against him "Don't .. Blink" he states again, but this time she hears him "oh~ you don't want to mis-" her voice stiffens, her blood chilled once more "wa-what are you doing" she slowly slides down the wall. Trent repeats "Don't.. Blink" but he has more to say "or you lose" he raises the dagger just above his head, as it rushes towards Freya. "AHhHHHhhHhH~" Freya's blood curdling screams echo through the library, as she raises her arms, turning away with her eyes so tight they could have been sewn shut. "You.. Lose"
TO BE CONTINUED...
