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Dark clothes Tattoos Don't care . . .that's the only words i can use to describe Ace knight. •~•~•~• Bad grades shy hilarious . . .that's the only words i can use to describe Everest Quinn. •~•~•~• Now you see this isn't some normal book... This is one hell of a Book! Written by one hell of a Girl! •~•~•~• Preview: I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I gasp when I feel his warm lips make a trail of kisses up to my ear. I lift my arms to his chest in attempt to push him away but I shortly stop as he gently tugs at my earlobe with his teeth. Before I can react he whispers in my ear, "Ha! Sike!" If you wanna know what happens just read the damn book bro Enjoy!!! #ALLRIGHTSRESERVED

Lee_williams · Teen
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Chapter 4

I feel the feeling build up, it's almost a burning sensation that starts in the deep pit of my stomach and spreads over my whole body making me almost shake. I'm not sure if my body can take more of this for much longer. It feels so good yet so bad at the same time. What if someone sees me? That would be embarrassing to say the least. I mean i someone saw me right now all red, looking flustered and sweaty..god how do I even explain what i'm doing?

Dammit...

Whoever said running was fun lied. Well no i lie, it feels amazing when you don't have the constant thought of running into someone from school looking like an asthmatic heaving mess. Maybe i should run in a park not so close to my school district. That would make more sense if i'm so scared o being seen, but then again i like to over complicate my life. So if i have to duck behind trees and hide under the occasional bench to avoid confrontation just to save myself the trouble of going to a further park...so be it.

This park has cute lil duckies in the pond too so of course i can't miss the opportunity to sit on the bench and stare at the duckies dramatically hoping my future husband sits next to me and we can have our Good Will Hunting scene(in a romantic way). By that i mean one of us drops some random knowledge on the other then gets up to leave and we won't see each other for a while but whatever I or he says has to leave a permanent memory for until we randomly see each other again.

Thoughts flying through my head i do what i have been doing for the past three months and take an overly dramatic seat on the bench hoping today will hopefully be the day i get my scene. Staring straight ahead at the ducks i feel a presence sit down rather abruptly on the bench and take in deep breaths. I refrain myself from looking at this stranger, Rule 1, you're not supposed to know what the person looks like to add to the suspense. The duckies busy themselves with eating the bead the people aren't supposed to give them while the stranger catches his breath. After a few seconds it seems he notices my presence and tenses up before relaxing again. He i'm hoping keeps staring forward at the pond.

Fook!! I've been planning this for months and now that it's happening i don't even know what to do. The words i had practiced for hours on end seems to have slipped my mind as i rack my brain for what to say to this guy. Before i open my mouth to speak i hear him take in a deep breath and let out a sigh.

"You know..the sign says not to feed the duckies yet still probably tens of people come here everyday and do exactly that. I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing. Maybe they don't want the duckies to become dependent on Beans too much to feed them everyday. Maybe just maybe we should appreciate this small thing that there are some beans that will take time out of their selfish lives to come feed these cute lil babies everyday. For just a few minutes those bastards aren't thinking about themselves. Maybe it's just their only good deed they're capable of i mean if the sign says not to feed them that means they're getting their actual food from somewhere and don't actually need the beans to give them anything. If that's the case why not give the foodies to someone that actually needs it instead like the people that have no other choice but to sleep under this exact bench at night. What i'm trying to say is that Humans can't freaking read and they need to stop throwing bread around like this is a fracking bakery."

As if dropping the mic and walking off stage this man gets up and walks away. Not being able to resist anymore my eyes meet the back of a tall floppy haired guy casually strolling away with his hands in his pockets and shaking his head at the people feeding the ducks. My brain almost didn't have enough time to register the fact he said "Duckies" and called humans "Beans"

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