When We Collide √

chapter 9

Amell's POV

" Damn it Gail ...I'm gonna be late for class "

The girl was literally suffocating me ....I have to admit she was a good kisser .....but we both had the same needs..... As long as she satisfies me and helps me forget the reality I'll do the same for her

Right now she was kissing me furiously .....I was hearing her whimpering when I tried to remove my lips ..........then before I knew it ......my hands were snaking their way to her thighs......I caressed them.....liking the familiar feel of their softness .....I then pushed her furiously and she banged her back against the locker

"Oh god Amell....."

I heard her moan ....and I was only caressing her

I grabbed her waist and lifted her up and she wrapped my waist around her rather chubby legs ....then she squeezed ....I heard a moan escape my mouth

I had a bad feeling that someone was watching us

And I decide to break the kiss.....leaving Gail short of her breath and trying to breathe normally while she straightened her now crumbled dress

And then I saw her......again ....seriously what is wrong with her I feel as though she is always following me

Even though I had just seen her for the first time yesterday

I stared at her and then I decided to mock her .....

" You literally can't keep away from us.....can you ?"

I saw her face flush and her hazel eyes widen

"What?"

She was naïve ....she couldn't even stand up for herself

I let a small smirk creep on my face

And then I felt Gail's hands intertwine into mine ......

How many times did I have to make it clear to her that we ain't a couple .....just friends with benefits ...that's all

I saw her eyes narrow to our hands but she wasn't shocked .....I saw her eyes flash a hint of amazement
Then I realised she was staring at my tattoos ....

She stared at them and I also stared at her

First I noticed her hair ....it was so fucking black and the curls were so natural ....unlike what most white girls have .....although curled ...it draped all the way to the small of her back and some of it covered her tiny face ....

Her eyes were hazel and her nose was tiny ....it fit her face perfectly .....her lips....damn it why did I even look at them.....they were fleshy .......fucking full lips ......and they glistened.... I think they had lip gloss ......whatever it's called...but I was sure it wasn't those artificial lipstick things most girls use

They were a perfect pink .......I reluctantly removed my gaze from her face and decided to look at her body

She was wearing sloppy clothes sure enough but even with the baggy jeans ...I could still see her curves and damn it she was fucking curvy and her tits were perfectly rounded even in her baggy t-shirt she had a perfect height and I saw her eyes as they still stared at me ......

"Quit staring ..... I know it's too much for you to handle "

Here we go again ....what is it with her ...she's so fucking possessive ......otherwise I was enjoying the ogling the black girl was giving me . I stared at her and saw how she quivered and thought of a comeback

"I wasn't staring at you "

I almost laughed

"Then what are you staring at .....negro "

Oh god what is wrong with Gail...does she have to hit that spot ...honestly I felt like hitting her fake face

"Not you "

"You might as well keep staring "

And then I felt my face being crushed onto Gail's face ....she forcefully kissed me and I from my peripheral view could see ....Terry... I think that's what her name is .....she cringed in disgust

"Ummm...please do you mind your making it impossible for me to reach my locker "

She said in the tiniest voice

So this was her poor locker

But Gail clearly couldn't get enough of me

She kept on pushing herself against my crotch .....

I furiously pushed her against the locker

"Hey why don't you guys find a new make out point ......it's not a pleasant sight ...it's actually disgusting ..."

What the fuck ......she just called my kissing disgusting and earlier she called it sloppy.....

Oh I don't think she's ever experienced any good banging her entire life leave alone a make out

I broke the kiss and decided to hit her where it hurt

"Because a black girl can do better...."

I saw her face suddenly become sad and then she instantly changed it to a firm look

"Yes a black girl can do fucking better "

She's feisty..... just like Catherine in Wuthering heights .....I simply stared at her ........I looked at her eyes .....there was a sudden sadness in them .....I wanted to say sorry but then Gail pulled me and before I knew it I was walking to chemistry .....ten minutes later than the required time

After being questioned by Mr Hensworth for being late he told me to see him because I refused to answer his question .....first he called me rude for entering and simply taking a seat ....then he expects me to tell him the reason behind my lateness..... hell no ......

Around two minutes later I saw Terry enter the class looking quite pissed of

She tried to dodge the teacher but failed miserably

After her questioning she came to sit down beside me

I looked at her hair ....damn it.... it was amazing .....I loved how black it was. When she sat down ....a strand fell onto her face and I felt the need to push it back to its right place ....just to get her reaction

Her skin was flawless and she didn't have any freckles.....nor pimples not even a single one.....and she had a mesmerizing black spot on her upper lip it was pretty how it contrasted with her light complexion

She removed her notebook and I instantly looked at the name tag....Tracy Naye Anderson ......where on earth did she get the name Naye ......it was a pretty name but actually very foreign

I could tell by the way she was fidgeting with her pen that she was trying hard to avoid my presence so I started tapping my pen on the locker .....just to see her pissed off face again

She didn't even look at me .....And then I began tapping my foot....now I got her attention ....she glanced at me briefly ...before staring at me with a cringed face .....and then suddenly her features softened and she began looking at me .....like studying me ...not just any looking

She stared for quite a while and I felt the need to hide my tattoos because I know that's what she was staring at

So I decided to drop my pen near her foot so that she would stop staring at me ...but she didn't

"Miss Anderson....do you mind telling us the answer.... "

I heard the voice of the teacher

I couldn't help it a smirk crawled all the way up to my face

"uummmm...I don't know "

"Make sure you see me "

I saw her face frown

Well at least we'll be getting detention together ......African beauty.