I REDID THIS CHAPTER AGAIN! BIG CHANGES

“The Supernatural And Natural Realizations of Lauren”

Chapter 5: Useful Body

Lauren

(this whole chapter will be in Lauren’s POV)

I can’t just stay here at the theater all night. Kyle’s not coming back to take me home. I should just go.

And so I did. I started walking towards my house, which isn’t exactly close to the theater, when a cosmic tingling of energy flowed through my body. My eyes expanded widely, as a flood of images came to me.

Kyle, my mind and body were flooded with Kyle. Kyle wrapping his arms around me, Kyle laughing, Kyle fuming, Kyle on top of me, Kyle sleeping besides my naked body while I cried. The very essence of Kyle was flooding my whole being. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe.

I tried gasping for air, but nothing came out, I heard Kyle’s voice in my head, I could feel his touch on my body, and smell that addicting smell of his. I cried with the helplessness that these images and feelings were bringing.

And then, as abruptly as it had come, it was gone. I felt I was back in my body. I remember desperately pondering what it all meant. Were these fantasies of mine? I knew they couldn’t have been, I was crying in one of those flashes.

I tried to put all of that away in the back of my mind, as I continued walking home. When I got home, I fell asleep into a deep slumber, and I don’t think I dreamed.

The next day at school, Kyle was nowhere to be found. I thought maybe he was sick, but then I knew that wasn’t the case when he was also gone for the rest of the week.

That whole week, worry, had pitted up in my stomach. I was worried about Kyle. Sure, I was really peeved that he had left me stranded at the movie theater, just because a stupid bitch had cheated on him. I’m all for fidelity, but you can’t expect it from some people, mainly, Renee. I was so worried about Kyle, that I couldn’t even stay mad at him that long; I was too busy worrying for him.

So that’s why I’m here now, on a Friday night, parked in front of his house. Getting up the guts to go in and talk to him. Here goes nothing.

I gave myself a quick glance in the mirror. I looked nice. That was a good thing, seeing how I spent a lot of time preparing my 17- year old body. My long, blonde hair was up in a clip, with strands hanging down in my face. I was wearing tight hip-huggers and a cute tank top. I was ready to go.

I walked up to his door, preparing myself on what to say to his mom if she answered the door. I knocked a couple of times with no answer. I knew Kyle was there, because his light was on, and I could hear his music blasting.

I knocked a couple of more times, but when I received no answer, I opened the door. When I was inside his house, I took a quick glance around to make sure nobody saw me burst into his or her house. There was no sign of Kyle’s mom; he must’ve been alone.

That’s kind of weird…It’s like 8:30….hmmm. I pushed that to back of my mind and called for Kyle.

“Kyle?” I shouted up to his room. “Kyle?”

He must not have heard me. I headed up the stairs to his room, and tapped lightly on the door. I got no answer.

Jeez, what’s up with me knocking on doors to no avail? I gently pushed open the door to find…

Kyle lying on his bed, wearing the same outfit I had seen in my dream. The dream where he was on top of me…

I gulped nervously and took in the look on Kyle’s face. Before he saw me, he looked scornful and angry. After he saw me he still looked angry, but something else too. Something animalistic and primitive. He got off of his bed and took a step towards me.

“Hi Kyle!” I said nervously to him. Why was he looking at me like that?

He just kept his eyes locked on me and didn’t respond to my greeting. He took another step closer to me. Okay, I’m really nervous now, maybe it was time to boot.

“Well, I just came by to see if you were okay and now tha…” My sentence stopped abruptly when Kyle took another two steps closer to me.

Now his body was mere inches from mine, and there are no words I can use to describe what I was feeling. “t you were okay.” I finished my cut off sentence.

He took the last step remaining between us and our bodies were touching. I looked up at Kyle nervously. My heart felt like it was going to explode and my knees were getting extremely weak.

Kyle pinned me against the door I had closed seconds ago. He tilted my head for better access to my bare neck and started ravishing it with fast, hot, wet kisses. Hot, searing heat flew through my body at his touch. My knees buckled and I involuntarily leaned into him.

He simply wrapped my arms and legs around him, and trailed his frustrated, urgent kisses to my shoulders and the areas of my chest that the tank top didn’t cover. He trailed his hot tongue along the little bit of cleavage that showed in the outfit. I moaned and arched into him.

He forcefully brought his lips to mine, and pushed his tongue through my lips. I let out a soft moan and engaged myself in the kiss; passionately stroking his tongue with my own, while tightening my legs around him. I felt like I had a fever, I was in a daze.

I fell back onto the bed and he sensuously crawled over top of me. Kissing me everywhere and it felt great, perfect, and even right. But I still woke up from the daze.

As he was moving up to kiss my mouth once more, I looked into his piercing brown eyes and suddenly realized what was going on.

“Kyle!” I gasped in between breaths. I had been panting heavily from our passions.

When he looked down at me, I watched the expressions on his face, and it was like he just realized since I’d been here that it was me, Lauren.

“Lauren,” he panted back heavily. I nodded and he smiled a smile that spread slowly across his sexy lips. I thought he was just going to laugh at what had just crazily happened. But I was in for a surprise.

Instead, Kyle straddled me and lifted my head so I could look at him in the eyes, and brought his lips down on mine once again. Only this time it was deliberate and slow and deep.

I heard myself let out a long, wistful sigh. It was better than any of his other kisses put together. He released me then and rolled onto his back beside me.

“I’m sorry, Lauren, I shouldn’t have done that.” He started to explain to me. But I wasn’t listening.

Instead I was still a little bit (a lot) dazed about two things that had occurred to me.

Kyle just kissed me. All over. With tongue.

I knew it was going to happen.

Sadly, I didn’t know which issue bothered me more. But the fact of the matter is that I was confused and scared.

I took a quick peep at Kyle’s face and a tingle ran down my spine. I had to get out of there.

So I did. I got up and walked right out of the room without a single thought. And after that, I drove to the only place I really could cry my eyes out and be insensible and girly.

Brenda’s. I flew down the country roads to get to her house. I probably would’ve gotten into a car accident if anyone ever drove back where I was. Fortunately for me, no one ever did. I called Brenda on my cell ahead of time to let her know I was coming over, and also that she should make some popcorn and pick out a chick flick. My hidden message to Brenda, which she immediately understood: Something happened and now I’m depressed.

I pulled into her driveway and knocked on the door. Brenda was already waiting for me with Pajamas on and a smile.

“Hey,” she said softly.

“Hey.” I said.

We walked together to her upstairs living room and took our designated couches. We plopped down passed the popcorn and vegged out while watching Never Been Kissed.

Throughout the movie we giggled at Josie’s embarrassing moments and gasped at the more dramatic scenes. After the movie was over, I felt at least 90 percent better. I knew that ignoring what happened between Kyle and I and my new freaky abilities wouldn’t make them go away, but… It couldn’t hurt anything for a while.

Brenda looked over at me expectantly, the waiting period for questions passed.

Not sure of which part I should tell her I let out quickly, “IwentovertoKyle’sandhegrabbedmeandmadeoutwithme.” I looked at her sadly after explaining.

By the expression on Brenda’s face, I could tell that she was still piecing together what I said and then… “YOU MADE OUT WITH KYLE??? OH MY GOD! HOW WAS IT? I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!”

“No, I did not make out with him.” I blushed, “He made out with me.”

“Umhm.” Brenda said sarcastically. “Sure.” Than, “either way, I don’t see why you are so upset about it. It’s obvious that you like him and that he likes you.”

“But Brenda, it didn’t seem like he knew it was me he was kissing.” Well except for that one kiss…after he had said Lauren… “Plus,” I said, “He is still in love with Renee.”

“Nobody is ever in love with Renee they are always in love with Renee’s body.” Brenda said wisely.

“Kyle isn’t like that though.” I stopped to think. “I think he actually has feelings for her. I mean if you could have seen his face at the theaters…” I trailed off.

“What happened at the theaters?” Brenda asked curiously.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. Kyle and I went to go see Meet the Fockers and then I saw Renee making out with some guy.” I told her.

“What did you do? Did you tell Kyle?” She asked mischievously.

“Of course not! Quite the opposite, actually,” I said with a smile. “I tried to distract him.”

“What did you do?” She asked with raised eyebrows.

I blushed shamefacedly. “I kissed him.”

“Lauren! I can’t believe you! Way to go!” She said with a grin. “This guy must be really important to you…I’ve never seen or heard of you acting that way around a guy.”

“He’s definitely something.” I said solemnly and got up to put another movie in.

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A/N: CHANGED SO MUCH…I decided that if Kyle and Lauren had sex then, his character would not be a good enough guy to remain Lauren’s love interest.