MeganLeMatthews
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I am only in the sixth grade, so don't judge my vocabulary. If my vocab. is fine, just say so.
Here it is:
I opened the door to see Damien’s beautiful face. He grabbed me and held me to him. “Iris,” He said in a melodic tone. “I’ve missed you. I’m sorry I had to leave like that. I just had a few–complications.” I didn’t even ask what those complications were. I didn’t care at this moment. I would surely ruin it if I did. And I longed for his love, but he was only my strange friend. Not my lover. “Iris,” He murmured while stroking my hair. I didn’t say anything. My heartbeat filled my ears. My throat was tight. And my skin tingled. My cheeks grew rosy. I didn’t even have to see them to know that. He kept stroking my hair.
Finally, he pulled back to look at me. I melted in his gaze. I was drowning in his gray kitten-like eyes. “I’m sorry.” He let go of my shoulders and turned for the door. “Wait!” I blurted. He spun back around on his heel. “Please stay a little longer. I haven’t seen you for three days. And I missed you.” His eyes lit up. His lips formed into that soft sexy smile that always won me over. Suddenly, my knees felt like noodles, but I held up.
I gave him another hug. He pulled back after a minute to meet my eyes. I could feel my eyes go soft and blank. His did the same. He reached out slowly to touch my chin. My hand instinctively went to his shoulder. My instincts had taken over. We started to get closer and closer. Our lips were nearly touched. I just stood there like the dummy I was. Thankfully, Damien pressed his lips to mine. They weren’t wet r rough–I really didn’t know what to expect, it being my first kiss–they were tender and strong. The butterflies fluttered wildly in my stomach. I felt heat and sparks between us as our lips kneaded together. Fire and ice. Though he was cold, he was the fire. Melting my. I fizzed and crackled with his heat. I could sense that he felt the same way.-
I think you know what Damien is. But I guess I should tell you what Iris is. Iris isn't human. She's a werewolf. Yeah, yeah, I get it. "Very original."
Here it is:
I opened the door to see Damien’s beautiful face. He grabbed me and held me to him. “Iris,” He said in a melodic tone. “I’ve missed you. I’m sorry I had to leave like that. I just had a few–complications.” I didn’t even ask what those complications were. I didn’t care at this moment. I would surely ruin it if I did. And I longed for his love, but he was only my strange friend. Not my lover. “Iris,” He murmured while stroking my hair. I didn’t say anything. My heartbeat filled my ears. My throat was tight. And my skin tingled. My cheeks grew rosy. I didn’t even have to see them to know that. He kept stroking my hair.
Finally, he pulled back to look at me. I melted in his gaze. I was drowning in his gray kitten-like eyes. “I’m sorry.” He let go of my shoulders and turned for the door. “Wait!” I blurted. He spun back around on his heel. “Please stay a little longer. I haven’t seen you for three days. And I missed you.” His eyes lit up. His lips formed into that soft sexy smile that always won me over. Suddenly, my knees felt like noodles, but I held up.
I gave him another hug. He pulled back after a minute to meet my eyes. I could feel my eyes go soft and blank. His did the same. He reached out slowly to touch my chin. My hand instinctively went to his shoulder. My instincts had taken over. We started to get closer and closer. Our lips were nearly touched. I just stood there like the dummy I was. Thankfully, Damien pressed his lips to mine. They weren’t wet r rough–I really didn’t know what to expect, it being my first kiss–they were tender and strong. The butterflies fluttered wildly in my stomach. I felt heat and sparks between us as our lips kneaded together. Fire and ice. Though he was cold, he was the fire. Melting my. I fizzed and crackled with his heat. I could sense that he felt the same way.-
I think you know what Damien is. But I guess I should tell you what Iris is. Iris isn't human. She's a werewolf. Yeah, yeah, I get it. "Very original."