Her Dirty little Secret

Chapter Two

Zoey

It’s been a week since I’ve sprained my ankle and I am still limping around. My parents gave me the choice of whether I go to school or just do my homework and stay home.  I decided to continue to school I had a lot of tests and things to take care of, I can almost feel my inner goddess Zuri rolling her eyes at me for being so stupid. 

Before I can enter the building I am attacked by Tara and Toby, she helped me to the library where I am going to set up shop for the day. As we walk to my big comfy chair in the back, we see him the Russian God himself Elijah sitting at a table with his friends laughing and giggling clearly someone told a funny joke. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, he’s absolutely beautiful. I try to clear my head and move onto something more substantial like my English paper that was due yesterday, but I keep finding myself peeking over in his direction. That was until I thought I was peeking over and saw him staring straight at me. EEEEEKK! I ducked behind the biggest book I could find. I stared at the pages and pretended to read trying to convince myself he didn’t just catch me looking at him. I finally catch my breath and try to calm down but I notice I no longer have light instead a shadow is now hovering over me and that sweet smell of musk and sweat. I feel the book being pulled from my hands and there he stands, showing me his pearly whites and making me melt in my panties. It’s like he makes me feel this way without even trying, even my inner goddess Zuri is shuddering from the pure enjoyment of being this close to him. 

“Privet, krasavitsa,” He says smiling at me. I have no idea what he just said but It sounded like butter rolling off of his tongue. I guess by the dumbfounded look on my face he figured out I have no idea what he said. He just laughed and then started talking again.

“Hello” I am stuck, I cannot find the words to respond. If I don’t say something he will think I am a total spaz. UGH!!! SPEAK DAMMIT!!!

“I’m Cool and You?” ARE YOU f*****g KIDDING ME? THAT’S WHAT YOU COME UP WITH… Zuri is rolling her eyes at me and face-palming herself for having to deal with my mild mental meltdown. Luckily he’s just smiling at me as if he knows the effect he has on me and finds it cute.

“So… how’s the Ankle?” He asks, awes he cares. It’s so cute, kind of makes me want to rip his clothes off and have him make me his dirty little w***e right here right now. I’m starting to think maybe I should see a shrink because everything leads back to s*x when I think of him. f**k!! No one should be this sexy. And I’ve just realized that I’ve been sitting here in complete silence and haven’t responded to his question, I just paint a giant stupid grin on my face and stare at him.

“Oh, my ankle… umm, it’s ok. I mean sore but ok” For a girl with a 4.0 average in grades, right now I sound like a blubbering i***t. 

“That’s good, I’m glad you’re ok.” He says this propping my leg on his thigh rubbing my ankle slowly to ensure he isn’t hurting me. I cannot help but shudder from the sensation and Zuri is melting in her throne.

“What are you doing?” I mutter I’ll be surprised if he even hears me because of how soft I just said that. The longer he rubs the closer I am to exploding and then I notice his rubbing is slowly inching up my leg towards my thigh, without thinking I quickly snatch my leg away and hit my ankle on the chair. As soon as my ankle hits the chair I let out a howl from the pain that’s now pulsating through up my leg. He ignoring my previous action to snatch my leg away and places it back onto his thigh and continues to rub the pain away. I have to find the courage to stand up to him and put distance between him and me. 

“What are you doing?” I say with more conviction. I slowly pull my leg away and place it on the chair next to him, making sure to not move too quickly to cause myself pain.

“Well, I was just rubbing your injury. I broke my leg before and when the nurse would rub the area it felt a little better. “ He just smiles but this time the smile is more devious than anything. As if his intentions weren’t as pure as he’s trying to make them seem.

“You’re a bad liar you know that?” I say giggling like a schoolgirl.

“Liar, now that’s not nice. Boy scouts honor I was just trying to be a good boy” He says crossing his heart and then clasping his hands together as if he was praying to GOD.

“Why are you sitting here talking to me? I’m not popular like you.” I say shyly as I play with a stray piece of hair. 

“I’m sorry I don’t see labels, not how I was raised. And you seem like an interesting character and I’d like for us to become good friends.” Did he just say he wants to be my friend?!?! Me friends with Elijah Chenko? My inner goddess Zuri nods quickly in agreement knocking her crown off. 

“Mmmhmm,” I say he’s a real piece of work. 

“So Miss. Zoey, are you going to the dance?” He asks watching my every move, it’s like he’s watching a TV show and I’m his favorite character. 

“Oh, umm yeah. Tara and I are going together.” I now wish I hadn’t said I was going with Tara. f**k!

“Well, that’s good. I was considering going too! Maybe I’ll see you there” he says slowly getting up from his seat and walk away.

Now I actually have to get dressed up, I don’t want him to see me in my regular stuff. The dance is only three days away and I have nothing to wear, DAMMIT! Well, I guess mom will have to help me.

What am I getting myself into? This guy is way out of my league but yet I feel drawn to him with no restraints. Well, let us see how this dance goes.