Oct 03, 2004 12:42
I find out her real name. While she was crying, I ransacked her purse and pulled out her ID. It's an old style name, Beatrice, Beatrice X Kinds. So maybe she was just trying to be funny earlier. Beatrix Kiddo isn't that far off. Did I overact? Only time would tell. For the mean time, we'll just assume that I didn't, because I am too hungry to think about it any further. I pull out of my bag some steak stir fry. Don't ask me how I did this; I won't tell you. It's an ancient Chinese secret. Ok, I'm lying. My mother, expert cook, made it for me to bring this week. So anyway, I start eating it. The aroma fills the bus and everyone is jealous of my ethnic superiority. Magically, Beatrice snaps out of her crying trance and asks me to have some, because she'll go crazy if she doesn't get to taste it. I say, "I guess, but you owe me." "Deal!" she says. *Note: this will come into play later, in a future story... sexually.* I finish most of it, however, before I let her have any. She devours the last three spoons and proclaims orgasmically, "Wow! That was amazing! Thanks, I love you!" *SMACK* She jumps on me and meets my lips with hers. Without thinking, I shove her off and say, "What the hell do you think you're doing!" She says, "I was just really horny and wanted to thank you." So she jumps on me again and we start making out. After about five minutes, the bus comes to a halt and she falls off me. We have arrived at school.
-Stay tuned
*Preview: I find out what the X in her name stands for!*