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The Swing.

An exciting novel that will leave you in a state of shock. Enjoy and relax, finding out in The Swing what became of this two lover birds, Spencer and Liz......... The events, characters and incidents portrayed and the name herein are fictitious, and any similarity to the name, character or history of any actual person or entity, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and unintentional. Any unauthorized duplication, copying, distribution or use of all or part of this book may result in civil liability and/or criminal prosecution in accordance with applicable laws. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed "Attention: Permission coordinator, " at safetykosy54321@gmail.com and cysafety264@gmail.com.

Safety_Kossy · Urban
Not enough ratings
60 Chs

1996

BACK at Greg's place, Greg was still not over Liz. "Who's she?"

"Who?"Spencer asked, confused.

"Liz" Greg said.

Spencer frowned. He was already annoyed seeing the two of them together, though he shouldn't be. He didn't want to talk about it. "She's a Rhyndorust. We met the first day of school"he replied Greg.

"Really? What's she studying?" Greg pushed on.

"Mass comm I guess. Precisely a newscaster" Spencer wasn't happy giving out Liz's information but Greg was his best friend. Greg should better stop asking. He frowned once more.

Greg had gotten all the information he needed to see Liz again. And the next day, he was seen at the front of Liz's lecture hall.

"Hey"

"Hey" the two sisters came right behind him. Meghan spoke first; "what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?"

"I could ask you same" Greg fired back. Meghan couldn't stand him her cheeks were burning, she left.

"Hey"he said again to Liz.

Meghan was over with her class and went to visit Liz's faculty. She saw Liz and Greg laughing together obviously having fun. She bit her lips in jealousy. How does she do that? Meghan groaned. We're twins! Only their hair color and names were different. "Aaargh" she couldn't stand them. She walked away.

Meanwhile, Greg and Liz were really having fun. People were around, but it seemed they were the only one.

LIZ laid on the garden's field enjoying the itches, back at her father's mansion she would never do this. Greg on the other hand, laid beside her but with his head on both hands, taking in the morning fresh air.

Liz sighed softly, she'd prayed her whole life for this kind of experience. This was the freedom she was talking about.

"We really have a lot in common. We should be friends"Greg said, as he looked back at the fun they had today.

"Aren't we friends already?" She smiled at him.

Greg tilted his head to look at Liz; "now we could run away together and gain our freedom" he chinned. That made Liz break out in laughter. But in there, somewhere in her, she knew he made a point.

"Ha ha ha! Okay now you're banned from talking" Liz was dumbfounded in what great a jester he was. Mayhap, just mayhap, he thought; mayhap he was right, mayhap they could run away together, be free to do whatever they wanted, married and have chi-- Married! Greg Immediately wiped that thought out of his brain.

He saw the glitter on her eyes. She was adorable.

He tilted his head forward and Liz stopped laughing. She felt what she felt when Spencer was close to her. Greg advanced closer to her taking advantage of her exposed hands. He hesitated, then tenderly touched her skin. Liz opened her mouth to stop him--

But then.

Right then.

He touched his with hers. It felt good. She responded to his kisses and Spencer flashed in her mind again. She almost swore. What has Spencer gotta do with my kissing.

Kissing! She immediately withdrew her lips.

"I love you Liz"Greg confessed.

Liz automatically got paralysed. "No" she said almost as a whisper.

"Why?" He beheld her lips.

" 'cos I don't love you"

Greg quickly stole a kiss again. "No...no...please do. Say you love me" he needed her.

The kiss grew deeper and even when Liz knew she shouldn't be doing this, she couldn't help but succumb to his touch. Though, Spencer kept flooding in on her mind, like she supposed to be kissing Spencer and not Greg. "No. I can't do this Greg". She finally withdrew.

Why in the name of Odin did Spencer keep flooding in on my mind? I've got my life! And my mind! I can kiss who the hell I wanna kiss, or touch, or think about! I've got my relationship life for God's sake! She groaned miserably. Or-- no way-- except--- Does he have a place in my heart? Oh God!

There was only one way to figure this out. Prom day was coming on year ending. She'll have to pick him as her prom date.