Hated…
Author: PaulenaK ~ toukalah@hotmail.com
Rating:
PG
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AN: Here
my muses are little kids aged about 10 years – or there about.
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Hated…
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“Hey!”
He turned
to see a girl about his age with both her hands planted on her hips.
“My Mermaid’s Palace!”
“What?”
He said wishing she’d hurry up, the ice cream cones he held in both his hands
were starting to melt in this heat.
“You are
standing in my sea horse corral.”
The boy
lifted his foot and sure enough he had indeed been standing in her ‘Mermaid’s
Palace’.
“Pffft! Girls!” He grumbled turning away from her to stalk off before he
caught any of her girl germs.
“Argh!” She shrieked before he could take another step. “My Jellyfish Tunnel!”
Again he
looked down to see his other foot in a pile of sand that to him just looked
like a pile of sand – ‘Not’ a jellyfish tunnel as she had called it.
He
shrugged.
“So build
another one.”
He said
again turning to continue on his way.
He
expected her to go cry to her mommy like all the other yucky girls he knew and
that’d be the end of it. But this yucky girl wasn’t like all the other yucky
girls and a few moments later he found that out when she tipped the contents of
her sand bucket over his head.
The
little boy stood still and watched as the sand rolled off him sticking to his
skin where the ice cream had dripped down his arms. He opened his mouth and let
forth the biggest wail she had ever heard.
“You’re a
mean nasty girl and I hate you for ever!” He cried before running off the two
ice cream cones he’d held in his hands only moments before now lay in the sand
at her feet.
“So, I
hate you for ever plus one!” She called after him before retrieving her spade
and running off in the opposite direction.
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Dated…
AN: Skips
a head some years. They are no longer children, but not yet adults either.
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“I can’t
believe I’m doing this. You know I promised myself I would never do this.”
Lita
groaned and not for the first time that night.
“Will you
just relax, it’s just a date.”
“Ah… hello? It’s
not just a date – It’s a ‘blind’ date. Big difference.”
“Yeah
well you trust me right?”
“Sometimes…”
“I
wouldn’t set you up with a dufus and Matt’s brother
is a total drool fest… at least he is in all the
photo’s I’ve seen. He goes to boarding school you know.”
“I know.”
“I swear
if I weren’t in love with Matt I would go after him myself.”
“Lita!”
Both
girls turned at the sound of Matt’s voice and
“That’s
Matt’s brother!”
“That’s Lita’s best friend!”
Matt and
Lita shared a look.
“You two
know each other?” Matt asked looking from his brother to his girlfriend’s best
friend.
“No!”
Jeff cried and Matt and Lita would have believed him too… had Victoria not
shouted “Yes!” at the same time and then with her next breath “No!” just as he
himself cried “Yes!”
Jeff’s
nostrils flared and
“Well,
which is it?” Matt asked. “Yes or no.”
Jeff may
have been ten years old at the time of there first encounter on the beach, but
he remembered every bit of embarrassment she had caused him. And every bit of
hatred he had felt there after.
“Our
paths have crossed.” He finally replied his eyes sending there own private
message of loathing to the raven haired girl.
“Great!”
Lita said slipping her arm through Matt’s. “No need for ice breaking
conversation then. Shall we go? Dinner and the back row of a movie theatre a
waits.”
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Mated…
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The
sounds coming from the back row of the movie theatre were a testament to the
fact that it’s only two occupants were doing something other then watching the
movie.
When
Victoria saw how empty the theatre was she knew straight away why Lita had
chosen tonight of all nights to come, a marathon of Shirley Temple Classic’s
was in full swing and why shouldn’t it be, Victoria mused, after all how many
Shirley Temple fans hauled there cookies to an 11pm session on a Tuesday night?
Her gaze swept the theatre again and she mentally counted all six heads – Not
including those of her companions.
Jeff
followed Matt and Lita to the back row while she chose a seat a few rows from
the back and started to quickly count backward from ten to zero. On the count
of four Jeff had joined her.
“They
always like that?” He leaned closer to her to whisper.
“Twenty-four
seven,” She replied glad that the movie had started, the sound of the opening
credits blocking the sounds of passion that were coming from behind them. But
try as she might she couldn’t get the thought of what was happening in that
back row out of her mind and she shifted uncomfortably in her chair.
“You
okay?” Jeff again leaned closer to ask.
“Yeah…”
She swallowed. “Great.”
“You sure?”
She
turned her head to him to nod not trusting herself to speak and found her face
so close to his that she could feel his breath on her cheeks. And then she
lifted her head and the next thing she knew they were locked at the mouth, her
tongue trying to out do his as they battled to see who could get down whose
throat the furtherest.
What the
hell was he doing? Jeff’s mind screamed at him, but right there and then
nothing in this world would have made him stop – No matter how forbidden… or
how much he hated her. All he knew was his once roomy jeans were now very, very
constricting and he damn near purred in pleasure when he felt her fingers
fumbling with the clasp. And then he was free, the arm rest that stood as a
barrier between them pulled up and he was banging into her like a jack hammer
at full pelt!
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Well,”
Lita whispered to
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…And back
to Hated
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“
“I’m not
here.” She grumbled from beneath her pillow.
“Well I
wish you had of told me that before I let him in.”
Victoria
sat up so fast that her doona did a flip flop before
landing in a heap at the end of the bed and it was a few moments before she realised she’d slept with out pyjama
bottoms. She squealed as modesty kicked in and scrambled off the bed to the
other side. Red faced and with bed hair she peeped over the edge to see the
biggest grin she had even seen on Lita’s face, while
Jeff looked more put out then anything else.
“Can I
help you with something?” She said spying her robe on the floor beside her. She
snatched it up and slipped it on tying it securely before getting to her feet.
“I’ll
just leave you two alone…” Lita said starting for the door. “Don’t do anything
I wouldn’t do.” They heard her call out in a sing song voice even though she
was no longer in the room.
Jeff took
the steps needed to take him to the door and gently shut it before turning back
to face
“How are
you?” He asked after a few minutes of silence passed.
She
shrugged and replied sarcastically.
“Hey, I
got laid in a movie theatre – I’m on top of the world.”
His brows
furrowed as he looked at her, taking in her rumpled clothes and messy locks.
“Yeah,”
He said letting his eyes move up to met hers again. “You look on top of the
world.”
“Is this
visit going to end any time soon?” She asked snarkily
crossing her arms under her chest. “Cause you know I have a busy schedule
today. Places to go, people to see… and hey if I’m lucky I might get laid by a
total stranger again.”
He shook
his head and his lip curled in distaste.
“Why the
hell did I come here.” He said turning to the door.
“Oh, I
don’t know – Guilt maybe?”
His hand
paused on the door knob.
“I didn’t
hear you complaining last night in fact you were doing just the opposite.”
“In your dreams!”
“No, not
really, but ten bucks says I’ve been in yours.”
“Creep.”
“Tease.”
“Prick.”
He pulled
the door open.
“You know
screw you… and last night. I’m outta here.”
He
slammed the door as he left, but it only opened again a few seconds later.
“Best
news I’ve had all morning!” He heard her yell down the hallway.
How could
he have thought they could talk about what had happened like the two civilized
adults that they… well ‘He’ was.
“Witch.” He
grumbled. When it came to
**
“Idiot.” She
grumbled and promptly walked to the bookshelf and grabbed her dictionary. She
opened it and found the word ‘Hate’ where she wrote next to it in big bold
letters – ‘Jeff Hardy’.
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End
Follow up
sequel – A Thin Line
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