Post by mikaela on Jan 27, 2010 18:41:05 GMT -5
mikaela rose black groaned a she pulled herself into a sitting position on her large king sized bed. the brunette was becoming irritated. why, you may ask? it was a friday night and she has absolutely no plans. everyone seemed to be so much more focused on studying for those major tests taking place that following monday. this senior, however, could care less. mainly because studying was a difficult thing for her to do. with a attention span as short as hers, you'd get sick of it quite soon too. she respected her friends decisions, but couldn't they just cram sunday night like they always seemed to do before? grabbing her iphone off of her nightstand, mikalea made a few calls. a few minutes later, she threw her phone onto her bed, frustrated. there was not a single party going on tonight, how lame was that? was the whole world determined to keep her home with nothing to do? okay, so maybe she was exaggerating a little. she could always go to club lavela, but to be honest, mikaela didn't feel like getting all dressed up just to have all her clothes end up scattered across so random guy's room in the morning.
mikaela shivered slightly, as she got up off of her bed, she was clad in only a slightly see through black lacy bra, with matching underwear. she never felt the need for clothes when she went to bed. hell, she never felt the need for clothes when she was awake. she grabbed her short black robe off of her closet hook and threw it over herself. the eighteen year old grabbed her cell phone and exited her room, taking the huge spiral staircase wo stairs at a time. as she made her way into the kitchen, she noticed a post it note on the cream colored island. mikaela walked over nad picked it up, reading the words written in a neat cursive. went to miami for a few days with your father for a business convention. take care of yourself. love, mom.
so they were gone, all night? mikaela grinned as she hopped up on the island, frowning as her hot skin came in contact with the coolness of the counter. she dialed a familiar number into her phone, and pressed call. "hey shane, it's mickie. my parents are gone for the night.. and i figured maybe you'd want to have a little fun. just come on over, i'll be waiting." hanging up her phone, mikaela smiled. shane williamson was one of her... special friends. bed buddies, some may call them. mikaela, however, with her habit for instituting no filter, preffered the term fuck buddy. hopping down off of the island, the brunette made her way into the deserted sitting room, to await her guest's arrival.
tag;; shane williamson.
notes;; sorry it took so long to get up.[/size]
