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Pen Your Pride

I lose the ability to control my body. I think I'm having muscles spasm, damn you Vallerina for skipping training!

Gordon noticed my uncomfortable state but he chosed to ignore it. Obviously because he's squeezing me into his chest so hard that I can barely breathe.

"Gorhdhdhjstapndhsbsksmsonbreathe," Gordon damn it i can't fucking breathe, I tried catching his attention but the words came out muffled.

No such luck, he didn't even glanced down at me. The nerve of that prick! At times like this, I always pray that I was tall and not 5'2. Well, not all of our prayers can be granted especially when we have bad intentions about it.

But hey, Vallerina Symone Muller doesn't give up that easily.

I inhaled Gordon's scent-

Oh wait, wait, wait!

Hold the fuck up.

Inhaled Gordon's scent? Whoa whoa whoa!

I meant to say I inhaled a deep breath. Stupid brain spasm.

I inhaled a deep breath and gathered all of my 'cakra'(sorry can't help it with the naruto preferrence) and put my hands on either sides of Gordon's body.

"Lettahdywbwxinwoxnsgins", Let the tickle war begins, I mumbled into his chest.

This time Gordon actually noticed me but before he could say anything more, my fingers begin to torture this artificially-red-haired-boy. He let out a cute giggle and I immediately stopped my actions. I looked at him straight in the eyes. His face is almost as red as his hair due to embarrassment. I smiled evilly at him as I teased this adora-

Rascal, yes rascal, this rascal. That's what I meant to say.

"Ooh! Gordie-locks had such a cute and girly giggle! How adorable!" I cooed as my hands pinched both of his cheeks. Well, his face couldn't get anymore red than this. I smirked.

I high fived myself mentally for my achievement. I finally got my sweet revenge on him! Now, now, if only he would return my skateboard right at this very moment, everything's going to go back to normal. Oh, thank you God!

I was snapped out of my trance when I felt two hands squishing my face. I looked in front of me to see Gordon making silly faces while my hands still pinching his cheeks.

Oh, so now it's face-torturing war.

Two can play the game.

I started making my best and award winning ugly face.

"I'm so gonna win," I said in a fake high-pitched tone. I could feel Gordon's shoulders shaking as he tried hard not to laugh. What can I say, baby, I was born this way!

We continued our so-called war and without me realizing it, Gordon inched closer towards me. His breathing fanned my face at this proximity.

Oh crap! Are we going to kiss?!

My God!

I've never been kissed!


His face inched closer, closer and closer. Instinctively, my eyes fluttered shut. Any second now, any second, I thought as my heart hammered. I can feel his lips a few milimetres from me and my breathing hitched up.


"Get your horny asses on the ride, you little punk! You're making the line longer by standing there and kissing your asses off!" we heard the worker shouting profanities at us.

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