Making Her The WildOne

"What if I touch you like this?" He said draping his strong, rough hand against her waist. The way his voice whispered the sweet harmonies of seductive words against her ear making her body tingled threatening to cave in. "Then I'd let you." She whispered to the guy she had just been yelling at... the same one she just called a jerk faceded, hormonal, play boy... who also was the bad boy who was turning her into a bad girl.

Rachel Cassidy, Golden child and peace maker of the broken Cassidy Family, has choices to regret when life with her single mom turns disastrous over her mom's sudden lost in a job. As a quick back up plan, Rachel's mom immediately decides to move in with Rachel's father's sister until she lands on her feet again.
Life with your favorite aunt doesn't seem to bad huh? Well Think again. How can one 16 year old out casted medal mouth girl survive when she has to fin for herself against Her scornful Bitch of a cousin and her new obsession with the bad boy next door?


5. Shine Through the Room.

"Oh, Isaac, Do you really have to go so soon?" Stacey whispered in a voice that highly illuminated the perimeter of her room.

Our bedrooms were only a couple inches apart so what ever she did, I heard. No matter how disturbing and corruptive it was. And that happened to be just the scenario.

It was already clocking at like, 1:00 a.m. No wait... I stopped and rapidly rubbed my eyes. No no no no no. 3:00 a.m. As soon as I finally got home from walking from the game I collapsed ignoring all of the snooty comments I got from Stacey.

"I'm sorry babe. But I'm not trying to be on lock down with my dad again. I wasn't even supposed to go to school this morning mate." That voice echoed through the rooms as if they were made of sand paper.

Of course my mom wasn't going to barge in and stop the scene and kick him out. She was no where near used to dealing with boys and their teenage hormones. Because I never once said anything about guys.

But that's not why she wasn't gonna interrupt who ever Stacey was canoodling with. It was because my mom slept like a bear in heat during the winter time downstairs. And Aunt Lynn didn't arrive yet from her "business date" with this so called "hunky rich guy".

"Well take me with you." Oh god, I know she isn't begging now. This was just like the girl from the Phantom of The Opera that I had happened to had watched 10 times in one night. Not even gripping the spree I had when I finally got my hands on the entire Star Trek: Next Generation series. I nearly watched all 173 episodes."But you wouldn't believe the killer eye strain I had. I was making home made posters that read "Rachel + Jono" In the dark, Every time he said a line.

Anyway... That is so not the point. I was in the middle of my 5 hour interval sleep. The game really put a dent in that though. I usually sleep at 8. Then wake up to apply toothpaste to my skin at 1:00 am. Then sleep until 6:00.

Ugghh! Here I go blabbering again. But it was 3:00 a.m. on a Saturday and all that was heard through my walls were kissy sounds and Stacey begging every few minutes.

I quickly scattered out of my bed over to my window to see that the window directly across mine was open but the lights were out and the same latter from yesterday was still lt down.

BANG! I quickly scatter to the floor covering my head in a fetal position. My mom always told me ever since we moved to our old rusty apartment to watch out for gun shots. And if I'd ever heard anything more terrifying in my life it was that sound. It was like the hair on the back of my neck was standing up. I started to run and hide under my bed but it was too low to the floor.

But that was when the light flickered on scaring my aching eyes.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed slowly opening my eyes. I'd seen on numerous movies that if It was a bear coming to attack me that I just had to scream and they'd be afraid just like I am.... Or was it the other way around? God, God, I'm dead.

"Rachel, Stop being a wimp. If I didn't kill you today don't flatter yourself." Stacey's perky voice moaned as I slowly stood up.

"Rachel --" an unsure voice called from behind her. "Ohh you mean little bitty Cassidy here." Isaac said.

"I really hope you weren't ease dropping. I heard that in the middle of the night big pretty gorgeous girls like me come and chop off little girls ears  and tell their mommy they fell on a knife. " She snickered shaking her head. nudging Isaac to my window. Walking out of the room.

"She always this mean to you?" he whispered to reinsure himself that Stacey couldn't hear him.

I crawled back over to my bed. "What's it to you? Your mean too. You thought I was --" I paused thinking for a word that wasn't so foul.

"Easy?" He finished sitting on the window seal.

"Yes, that." I said nodding laying my hands against my toothpaste slimed cheeks for support.

He quickly started to plunder around with the things that were left on my new dresser. "Don't touch my stuff." I mumbled. For some reason around him I got the voice I needed to stick up for myself. But without, or when he was with Stacey, I was dead.

"And who the hell are you talking to like that  Little Bitty?" He said jerking up and moving towards me.

"I.. Umm..." And there went my voice. His face was stern against the moonlight that glistened through the window that he should've been out of minutes ago.

His hands brushed against mine up my forearms. In immediate reaction I jumped up only to be pushed up further against the wall beside the window.

"Oh, your speechless now. What happened to the balls you had just a minute ago Cassidy?" I was frozen. Speechless just like he said. I wasn't breathing. I wasn't blinking, my mind was blank and so was my heart. I'd never been so thoughtless in my life. But the way those big hazel eyes sparked in collaboration with the moon I didn't want to think about anything or anyone else.

His hands gripped against my petite shoulder nudging it back against the wall. He lowered his head turning it to the side not even considering to look back at me. But he did, and when they met it wasn't the only thing that met.

His nose collided with mine softly with his eyes burying deep. It was like I could see through him, Like he could see the pain that struck when my dad left. Like he could read me like an open book waiting to be resolved.

As if I was the open riddle in The Mystery of Edward Drood waiting for someone to write me up. But he didn't breath, He didn't Move, he didn't blink. He studied me until I couldn't hold my breath any longer.

"What if I touch you like this?" He added still carving his eyes deep with mine.

"Then I'd let you." I said bravely. I was tired of being that weird girl that had no social life. If Stacey wanted to ruin my first day of starting over. I'd ruined her boy toy....

Or would he ruin me?



A/N: I told myself I would stop these notes. But I don't know. I don't want to run out of inspiration and go on a long writers block so, I think I should connect with you all.... well those who take the time to read. Be sure to COMMENT <3 what you want and think will happen with them. Sorry for the Cliff Hanger ^ but it was just sooo tempting.! Toodless!

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