Curly hair. Pretty hair. Must stop taking sleeping pills before math class, might make me slip my tongue. I like his glasses, they make his eyes look bigger.

He's typing at his computer , pretending I'm not here. I want to walk up behind him and surprise him with a kiss, maybe more. I can feel my face smirk. Maybe I should. I'm not dumb I can see he wants me.

And hell if I am dumb, or just desperate with want for him. I can say I took those sleeping pills to keep me asleep during my geometry class. Something he can't understand, he took geometry his freshmen year, and now he's in calc. I retook algebra one my junior year and have finally gotten into geometry. Now I am poised to pass it with a "D".

Anyway. Maybe simply kissing him would be nice. His lips look soft and I know he uses a yummy chap stick because I borrowed it from him, well more like liberated a tube. He's ignoring me again. I don't like that. Pity it isn't hot like it is in the summer because then I could take my shirt off to get his attention. Hm maybe I should while he's ignoring me and then let him turn around to talk to me and see me lounging on his bed shirtless.

The idea has merit. Or maybe I should go over there. Tell him I want him and hopefully, no certainly he wants me. Ohh he looked over at me again.

"Hey Specs" I try to make my voice husky as possible, to drive him over here and to push my shoulders down on the bed and kiss me.

"Yeah." Ohh he mistyped something.

"Wanna play a game?" I ask. Now where the hell did that come from there's only one game I want to play with him, and that's tonsil hockey.

"Huh?" Aww he looks confused. Really we couldn't be more different. Him, so studious and serious. Me, well lets just say I couldn't give a shit about school and I love to have fun, any way I can get it.

"A game." I toss the Hacky sack at him. He tosses it back.

"What game?"

"Horse."

"Which is?"

"We toss the ball back and forth, not using our hands and when you drop it you get a letter H you do it again and you get O you see where this is going?"

"Yeah."

"You game."

"I have this paper to do." He points to that damnable computer.

"Please." I pout a little.

"Well fine." He stands up and so do I and we start kicking the ball back and forth, I of course am the better player, seeing as I skip English to play hacky sack.

"H-O-R" I say as he gets his third letter. "Know that that spells."

"Shuddup."

"Oh I forgot you're a virgin." I smile.

"Shuddup!" He yells tackling me, I like.

"I'll help you out with that."

"What?" Apparently that has taken out any anger he had in him.

"With the virginity thing." I smirk "And your hard on." I smil leaning towards him.

"why do you think I…" Aww Specsie stop that you think I'm dumb about this? How about I shut you up? My lips cover his open mouth, my tongue playing with his. My fingers start to unbutton his shirt, my lips move down to his throat and his now bare chest.

"Because you stare at me." I whisper hovering above his pants.

Disclaimer: Own nada.

Author's Notes: Alright, I'm a slave to my muses. I ADMIT IT!… Any way Dutchymuse got his way. We all know what Dutchy is gunna do right? I hope so at least.

Cards on:

Dimes: I owe Baz 20 dimes….