"Dont you say a word" growls Zeke as he opens the door of his GTO. I have thought about him the whole day, disappointed that he skipped school today. I have sent no messages, not one because I decided to pout. He left me alone for Valentine Day! "What...?" "Not. A. Word." He repeats. I sit in his car not saying a word and still pouting. Also not saying a word, he throws me a box. I stay silent, surprised. I open the cute pink box, inside is a box of chocolates "Mon Chéri". My French may not been brillant but I'm still able to translate that, "My Darling" I smile like a child in front of a Christmas Tree. I can't wait any longer and after kissing Zeke loudly on the mouth I take one "Mon Chéri" and nearly choke myself. "What's that? Is that alcohol?" "Yupe" smiles Zeke "Chocolate and liqueur. Your favorite and my favorite! The perfect treat for us!" I try to chew it slowly and it isn't that bad, really. "Wait... Is that a cherry? It's good!" Now, Zeke is smiling like a lunatic. "Indeed. That is a cherry and my very favorite part too." "What do you mean?" "I mean this is the part when I'll finally pop your cherry, chéri!" he whispers to me like an old perv. "Zeke!" He was now laughing like a mad man but he is right, that actually is the present I'd like the most.
I have thought about him the whole day, disappointed that he skipped school today. I have sent no messages, not one because I decided to pout. He left me alone for Valentine Day!
"What...?"
"Not. A. Word." He repeats.
I sit in his car not saying a word and still pouting. Also not saying a word, he throws me a box.
I stay silent, surprised.
I open the cute pink box, inside is a box of chocolates "Mon Chéri". My French may not been brillant but I'm still able to translate that, "My Darling"
I smile like a child in front of a Christmas Tree.
I can't wait any longer and after kissing Zeke loudly on the mouth I take one "Mon Chéri" and nearly choke myself.
"What's that? Is that alcohol?"
"Yupe" smiles Zeke "Chocolate and liqueur. Your favorite and my favorite! The perfect treat for us!"
I try to chew it slowly and it isn't that bad, really.
"Wait... Is that a cherry? It's good!"
Now, Zeke is smiling like a lunatic.
"Indeed. That is a cherry and my very favorite part too."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean this is the part when I'll finally pop your cherry, chéri!" he whispers to me like an old perv.
"Zeke!"
He was now laughing like a mad man but he is right, that actually is the present I'd like the most.
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