
You could say she liked me…
Im Riley, Im 16, currently single with a desire for kink. Don’t ask me why but, its been like this since I can remember. Anyways. The story.
To me, she was gorgeous. Everything about her seemed to be something likable, right down to her voice. Her eyes were what perked my interest at first, a bright vibrant blue that sang beauty. She was tall, not as tall as me mind, but still taller than most of her friends.
We were in most classes together, sat behind her in math. I was sorta obsessed with her, but you wouldn’t find me telling her or anyone else for that matter my thoughts. Im far too shy.
I cant quite remember what day it was, but its stuck with me for a while. It was lunch when me and my friends went into the canteen. There she was. I saw here looking in my direction out of the corner of my eye. Should I look? Will she see me staring?
Yes she will. We locked eyes for what seemed to be hours. Did I catch her staring at me or did she catch me staring at her? What is she thinking? Do I look good? Is my hair a mess? I thought all of this in what seemed to be ages, but Im sure was in fact a matter of seconds. I let off a stupid half smile to which she smirked. I could feel myself going red so I darted back out the doors and into the corridor.
That’s probably as close as Ive gotten with her, that one awkward interaction. It haunted me every time I saw her. She would smirk when she saw me, Id smile back… That’s generally how it went for the next couple of weeks.
I had almost given up, decided she thought I was weird or strange when it happened. I was speaking to some friends online when it pinged. My message box read (1) I clicked to open it and my jaw dropped.
“Hey”
No way. There it was. Those three letters, that SHE had sent ME. That’s right! Me! Okay okay okay. Head on straight, don’t blow this for yourself. What should I say…
“Hey there!

Too strong, didn’t mean for the emoji, dammit. What have you done?
“Haha. So, how are you?”
Wow. She didn’t mind! Maybe shes being polite, what if it isn’t her?
“Good thanks. You?”
“Good aswell. Really bored though…”
Shes bored? Oh, that’s why shes talking to me, because she has nothing to do… Ill just say the same.
“Yea me too hahaha”
Shes taking a long time to reply… I bet I made her feel uncomfortable.
“So. What are you up to?”
She asked what? I couldn’t believe my eyes. It seems like she actually gives a damn. Surely Im dreaming.
“Nothing much, why’d you ask?”
“No reason. Wondered if you were feeling like me is all.”
Eh? Feeling like me? What did she mean when she said that?
“Um. What do you mean?”
“Just. I dunno. Kinda lonely.”
This cannot be happening. Surely this isn’t her. Most likely just a prank she and her friends are pulling on me.
“You still there Riley?”
Oh crap –
“Yea, sorry, got distracted. What do you mean by lonely?”
“I dunno. Wondering if someone could keep me company…”
Company? What the hell does she mean?
“My parents are out, just wondered if you wanted to come round or something. Just asking is all.”
Holy crap. This is amazing. Shes asking me to her house. We barely know each other? Am I dreaming? Surely I am.
“Um. Sure? Your house is the one on the corner right?”
“Yay :3 It is yea! Ill be waiting for you! Bring some decent movies!”
I must be in shock. Shes asking me round! I cant get it round in my head, this is actually happening. What movies will she want?! Riley, calm down, just calm down. Right, Ill just grab one or two and head out, Im sure she has some of her own…
The walk to her house isn’t that far, end of my street to be precise. Her driveway was empty and only lit up by the street lamps. I took a deep breath and went for the doorbell.
The door slung open and I nearly fell in.
“Hey there!” She said with a huge grin on her face.
“Oh, hey. Sorry for nearly falling in heh.”
She giggled and gestured me to come in. I stepped up into the house and she closed the door.
“Your hair looks good” we both said at the same time. We paused and looked at eachother. Then laughed.
“Original haha” she said.
I took my shoes off and slid my backpack off my shoulder.
“Nice house you’ve got here.” I say looking up the staircase.
“It gets lonely…” She said softly looking at her feet.
“Can I get you a drink Riley?” she asked walking toward what I guess was her kitchen.
“Um. Like what?”
“We’ve got some booze?” I heard her say.
“Your parents wont mind?”
“Nah, they aren’t back until the end of the weekend I think.” I could hear her pouring something.
“Where do you want me to go?” I asked.
“Head into living room, should be on your left.”
I was still somewhat in shock, from where I was and under the circumstances. I sat down on the couch as she walked in, holding two glasses of something.
“Here you go!” She said as she handed me a glass.
“Whats in it?”
“You’ll have to find out!” She said as she winked. She sat down next to me on the couch and began rooting for the tv remote. I gave the drink a sniff, didn’t smell of much… Eh, why not take a drink.
“Oh, wow… tastes… bad?” I said scrunching y face up.
“Hahah, don’t be a baby!” She said laughing.
I went a little red and drank some more, trying to hide my hatred for the taste.
“Found it!” She cried out holding the tv remote above her head in celebration. She used it to turn on the TV.
“So Riley. What made you come round?”
I went a little redder, trying to hide my embarrassment.
“Well, I um…” I felt a little lightheaded.
“You okay?” She asked looking a little concerned and brushing her hair out of her face.
“Yea yea, no. Im fine…” I say wearily trying to focus on the tv…
I feel her feet lay in my lap and her hand take mine by my side. I dizzily looked over to her, trying to figure out what was happening to me.
“Awwh, Riley. You don’t look so good?” She said leaning in a little closer to me.
“Mmm. Yeaaa.. I don’t know if I agree with whatever we’re drinking…”
She took her feet of my lap and wrapped her arm around me. I looked back at the TV only to look back at here as I felt her breath on my cheek.
“Riley…”
I turn to look at her and meet the deep blue abyss of her eyes. She placed her lips on mine.
“Say my name Riley…” she mumbled as my face presented more of a look of shock.
“Brooke?” I say as I lean back, asleep on the couch.
“Good boy…”