Way to go Rabbit!
I rolled over and reached for my journal. I couldn't help but think about Sketch, he was fucking gorgeous. That creamy skin, that beautiful smile. I adored him and he didn't even notice I was alive. Maybe one day, I would write something he would notice, and my rhymes would win him over.
My clit pounded like a drum.
Later that day in class I sat behind him, I focused on him, the lecture was dull. I wasn't paying attention, so he could've been talking plastic fish I wouldn't have cared. Sketch was watching Cassette, I felt a stab of pain in my chest. I wanted him to look at me like that. Aether kicked my chair and The Professor glared at us.
"Girls." He snapped at us.
"Sorry." we both muttered.
Sulking I took my journal out of my bag. I started writing about how badly, I wanted to fuck him, I was getting wet. Words have a certain power with me. I wanted to show him my words, show him my passion.
Imagine my surprise Cas and Sketch were waiting for me at the door.
"So, we have a question." Cassette said grabbing my arm.
"Yeah?" I said stammering her touch made me nervous.
"My brother is gone, want to come over?"
It was an innocent question but it felt, magical. Something was going to change for me this much I knew. I was being invited into a floating world, of course I would come.
"Can I bring a bag?" I asked hopefully.
"Of course we'll come with you, I've got a car." Sketch said with that lazy smile. Magic, I knew it.