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BMS 10

Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

Sherlock." I replied sarcastically. "And if you have a pair of speakers and nothing plugged into it, you probably have a music player." Nicole continued, ignoring me. She eyed my desk drawer and opened it, rifling through it without my permission. "Aha!" She declared triumphantly as she held up my old mp3 player, which I hadn't seen for a few years. She immediately plugged it in. "Do you have Toto or Soft Cell on this?" "It won't have power, don't bother." I told her. "Besides, I just put rock music on that. Nothing really 80s." As if on cue, Africa by Toto started filling the room as Nicole beamed at me triumphantly. I never even heard of Toto before that day, but at this point, I didn't even have the strength to be surprised. She started swaying to the music, the baggy hoodie she put on swaying with her. Soon, she began to dance, at which, of course, she was great. Not missing a beat, she began to move her body in time to the music, gesturing me to join. I shook my head. "I don't really dance." I said. Nicole smiled, still dancing. "You didn't really do karate before, either." She retaliated. "The two are closer than you think." At that, she suddenly stopped dancing, as if she had a thought. "Oh yeah! Speaking of, why'd you stop showing up? You only just started." Suddenly, I couldn't keep eye contact with her. "I..." I slowly started. Sensing my tension, Nicole stopped the music and sat me down on the side of my bed. "What? What's wrong?" She asked me. I couldn't even look ... her in the eye as I responded. Breathing sharply before doing so, I quickly responded, "I thought you were mad at me so I couldn't deal with seeing you." "So you didn't go to karate because you'd feel like shit if you saw me and saw I was still pissed at you?" Nicole asked me. I nodded. Her expression turned unimpressed as she smacked me upside the head. "You doorknob." She spat annoyedly. "I don't hate you or anything. What am I, 12?" "You sided with Phil at the council." I countered with a small voice. She sighed. "Yeah, I did, didn't I?" She asked me. "Sorry, squirt. I was really pissed at what you did, and honestly thought Phil wasn't like..." "Jeff?" I asked her. Something flickered in Nicole's eyes for just a second. I think it was rare for her to slip up, and even rarer for her to notice, but I think she just realized she said too much. However, she recovered quickly. "What, like the VP?" She asked with confusion in her voice. I was done beating around the bush. I shook my head. "Jeff Love, your boyfriend last year." Nicole's eyes narrowed. "How do you know about that?" With a surge of confidence, I winked at her. "Grade 9." I answered playfully. "Hilarious." Nicole replied sourly, getting up off the bed and walking to a corner of the room, arms akimbo, staring at the wall. I found her actions a little unfair as I considered how she handled things when I was pissed about something. "What, so when I'm upset you can laugh things off and be all playful, but when I do the ...