*Soleil* "Oh! I never thought we would get away from Scotland”. I kick off my shoes and throw the backpack on the floor. "It was getting cramped up there”. "We're getting ok at it actually”. Luca closes the door to the small apartment and slams the lock. "We handed out some serious ass kicking” I huff. "Yes, we could win every time if you did not try to decide it all”. "You can just accept that I'm always right”. He grins. "I do when you realize that it's not about being right, but about what works !" I star defiantly up at him, but surrender as he pulls me into him. "I'm just happy you came back”. He bends down and kisses me. "So am I". The butterflies flutter joyfully inside me, and I pull him down in a deeper kiss. I twist my fingers into his tousled mocha brown hair and indulge in the feel of his lips and exploratory tongue. “Well, what do you say ? English or history ?” He withdraws and deftly avoids my aggrieved gaze. "Seriously ? You want us to read our hom
book 1*Soleil*I open my eyes, blinking away the sleep. The dream still fills my senses, but what it was about lay just outside my reach. There is only this warm content feeling left. I can't remember sleeping this well for a long time and I stretch my body, feeling utterly content, before closing my eyes, drifting off again. I sit up, something is wrong ! Something is missing..Shit ! I jump out of bed."Fucking clock". I hiss and throw open my closet. A pair of jeans and a jumper later I skip out into the kitchen, a sock dangling on my foot. I grab a piece of crisp bread on my way.A packed lunch I have to imagine again today, if I don't want to be even more late. I grab my bag and hurry out the door and
*The vampire* I look down on the streets below me. The noise and the stench doesn't bother me right now.; I have locked them from my heightened senses. It is what lies underneath the pulsating nightlife of the city that entices me. I jump down from the roof landing smoothly and elegantly on the flat roof of the next building. I jump up on the ledge turning my gaze to the small side streets below and their dim light. They are like vacant grey streaks hidden behind the inferno of the city. A breeze caresses my face; I close out all the noise and let the evening air fill my lungs. My body quivers lightly with pleasure and I enjoy the smell of the asphalt, sending the last warmth gathered through a long day of sunshine towards me. Spring is on it's way. Once again I breathe in feeling delighted, but something makes me stiffen, my eyes flashing open. Something tempting has hit my senses and I open my mouth slightly tasting the scent in small gulps. Spicy sweetness, a feminine note.
*Soleil*Every second I spend in the cantine or hallways that week I find myself scanning the rooms for Luca and sometimes I am lucky enough to catch a glimpse of his tall muscular frame in the crowd. He was as expected accepted by the guys hanging around the Elites and he looked like he felt right at home with the IT crowd.From the table where Davina and I usually sit at lunch, I can easily catch glimpses of him, as he hangs out with the other guys. He has such a handsome face, with a cute nose and full soft looking lips. Most days he has stubbles, like his facial hair grows very fast. It suits him, even if it makes him look a bit too old to be here. There is something endearing and charming about him and he always seems to smile.Everytime I catch myself staring at him for too long, it is his wonderful hazel eyes drawing me in, but
*Soleil* I walk down the pathway running along the football fields. On the other side of the path is the Church stonewall. And I notice how everything is luscious green and ready to bloom. Wild daisies make a beautiful contrast to the grey stones and it is like everything gives off a soft humming sound. I breathe in the scent of flowers from the cemetery and smile happily. Here everything else is gone. There are no guys with alluring hazel eyes, best friends wearing too much black or anything else to mess with me. There is just spring, beautiful green and yellow colours. Before continuing I throw out my arms, twirling around myself feeling so very free, sucking in everything like it is the first time I see it. Out of the corner of my eye I notice that a breeze is playing with the treetops, looking almost like they are dancing around me. I stop to enjoy the sight of the wave-like motion it would create through the trees down along the path, but it didn't happen. It seemed like the
*Soleil*"Oh Seriously Davina". I complain when I look at myself in the mirror. "You can't be serious".It is the day I have dreaded all week and we are getting ready in Davina's room. I look down on myself. She has put me in skin tight leather pants, a tight black shirt, low cut enough to let the lace of my lucky black bra peek out and on top a black corset. The corset is tight and my normally soft figure now has the smallest waist and a totally flat stomach."Get out of the clothes and come to the beauty chair". She totally ignores my protests, helping me out of the corset. "If you hadn't been my best friend Sol I would have been offended by Your critice of my amazing clothes. Every chick at the club is dying to get their hands on my creations. By the way the corset is a one of a kind and the material was expensive, so please be careful". She says it with a smile.
*Soleil*When we get into town my stomach is doing flip flops. What am I doing here ? I can't go around like this in public, what would my mother think, seeing me like this ? I grab Davina's arm. "I am not going to survive you know"."Of course you do. See it from a positive point. Down here, tonight, you are not standing out in a bad way". She wink at me.I look down on myself, I am not so sure."You look so hot Sol, believe me". She says smiling. "You look so beautiful, all the guys are going to notice you".She pulls me up to the entrance. Saying a quick hello to the two doormen, before walking inside. I am following her like a lost puppy. Looking in a mirror on my way in I look more like a scared rabbit than a femme fatale."You are not you, you are someone e
*Soleil* "So what do you think of the Grotto ?" Davina asks, as we are sitting on her bed, clearing off our makeup. "You were really brave, talking to people and you seemed to have fun". "It was kind of crazy and I think I got a bit drunk at some point". I answer. "Nah it wasn't bad, I kept an eye on you". She giggles. "Poor Casper, he tried so hard getting you fired up to him. Actually a couple of guys did and even one girl I think". "Wow, really.. I didn't even notice". I scrunch up my forehead. "I remember seeing that Lefu guy and..". I cut myself of, unable to explain. Davina smiles teasingly. "Oh Lefu, he went right to Your knickers didn't he ?" "What are you talking about ?" "Because you are the colour of a tomato right now". My hands fly to my burning cheeks. "Don't worry, everyone goes through that in the beginning". I swallow. "I have no idea what 'that' is. Could it be the red wine ?" "Two glasses of red wine and one shot during a whole evening, that won't get even a