by Magic School Bus, America. 5 years ago
Amy boarded the Bus. Transferring to America for the last two years was genius. Then Amy stopped dead. He was right there. Evan Peters. No way! Amy had heard of him from Beauxbatons. Really? Fainting over him? No, just... no.
Amy decided. She might as well have some fun. Amy was going to play him.
Then there was Jade Hart. Jade was flirting like hell with Evan. Jade was a Beauxbatons transfer student. In fourth year, Jade was a fat, mean, ugly bitch. Amy hated her with her life.
Yet there Jade was, only slightly overweight and with only two pimples.
But, Evan wasn't bothered today. Checkmate. Amy swung her hips side to side and walked to Evan. Holding one of her books, she licked her full lips, drawing attention to them. Amy tilted her head down, then deliberately bumping into Evan, flipping her hair sexily and pouting.
"Sorry... I'm new here." Amy purred. Batting her eyelashes gently, she made eye contact. Then, turning around, she bent over, making sure he had a good view. After sneakily slipping his phone into her pocket, returning his belongings and attractive hair flipping,Amy and Evan gradually leaned into kiss...
"WELCOME BACK." the Bus driver shouted. Jade smiled, muttering an incantation. They were at school. But then missing Amy and hitting Evan, ripping his bag. "Drat." Jade, running off, whispered.
-
"Nice common room..." Amy slurred, smirking. She had him wrapped around her finger.
"We have an annual welcome party at 9pm." he hinted, "I hope you come..."
"Well, it's just downstairs," Amy flipped her hair again and laughed. "I'll be there."
Evan smirked back. Yeah, Jade had warned him about Amy Heap. 'She's sly... charming and enchanting.' All three.
But what the heck. He'll play her all the same.
He magically turned the heat up and groaned. "Is it hot in here?" He took off his jumper leaving a way too tight shirt that showed his ribs. He watched her stare at his chest into space. Checkmate. He flexed and sat down next to her.
She had hardly any clothes on!
Evan noticed some dribble run to his chin and knew he wanted her.
And he'd get her at the party.
She didn't know he could mark her, then know where she was and get her to come to him at any time. Or come to her.
We'll see tonight.
-
The party was hot. The members of the house, and a few 7th year of another house, were dancing. The younger students were drinking butterbeer, the older students drinking a watered-down firewhisky.
A 7th year drunk girl in a tiny dress was dancing on the table while a few boys were making googly eyes at her. Amy didn't want to go there.
There he was. Evan Peters. In a tux. Amy had to laugh.
-
Amy awoke. Next to her... Evan? Amy screamed. Then the blanket dropped.
Jade was listening.
Amy boarded the Bus. Transferring to America for the last two years was genius. Then Amy stopped dead. He was right there. Evan Peters. No way! Amy had heard of him from Beauxbatons. Really? Fainting over him? No, just... no.
Amy decided. She might as well have some fun. Amy was going to play him.
Then there was Jade Hart. Jade was flirting like hell with Evan. Jade was a Beauxbatons transfer student. In fourth year, Jade was a fat, mean, ugly bitch. Amy hated her with her life.
Yet there Jade was, only slightly overweight and with only two pimples.
But, Evan wasn't bothered today. Checkmate. Amy swung her hips side to side and walked to Evan. Holding one of her books, she licked her full lips, drawing attention to them. Amy tilted her head down, then deliberately bumping into Evan, flipping her hair sexily and pouting.
"Sorry... I'm new here." Amy purred. Batting her eyelashes gently, she made eye contact. Then, turning around, she bent over, making sure he had a good view. After sneakily slipping his phone into her pocket, returning his belongings and attractive hair flipping,Amy and Evan gradually leaned into kiss...
"WELCOME BACK." the Bus driver shouted. Jade smiled, muttering an incantation. They were at school. But then missing Amy and hitting Evan, ripping his bag. "Drat." Jade, running off, whispered.
-
"Nice common room..." Amy slurred, smirking. She had him wrapped around her finger.
"We have an annual welcome party at 9pm." he hinted, "I hope you come..."
"Well, it's just downstairs," Amy flipped her hair again and laughed. "I'll be there."
Evan smirked back. Yeah, Jade had warned him about Amy Heap. 'She's sly... charming and enchanting.' All three.
But what the heck. He'll play her all the same.
He magically turned the heat up and groaned. "Is it hot in here?" He took off his jumper leaving a way too tight shirt that showed his ribs. He watched her stare at his chest into space. Checkmate. He flexed and sat down next to her.
She had hardly any clothes on!
Evan noticed some dribble run to his chin and knew he wanted her.
And he'd get her at the party.
She didn't know he could mark her, then know where she was and get her to come to him at any time. Or come to her.
We'll see tonight.
-
The party was hot. The members of the house, and a few 7th year of another house, were dancing. The younger students were drinking butterbeer, the older students drinking a watered-down firewhisky.
A 7th year drunk girl in a tiny dress was dancing on the table while a few boys were making googly eyes at her. Amy didn't want to go there.
There he was. Evan Peters. In a tux. Amy had to laugh.
-
Amy awoke. Next to her... Evan? Amy screamed. Then the blanket dropped.
Jade was listening.
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