Title: Here She Comes

Author: Replica

Email: replicapants@yahoo.se

Disclaimer: I don't own this characters, neither do I own Halvards lyrics

Distribution: mmkay just lemme know

Rating: PG-13 (I think, not good at this.)

Feedback: is very much appreciated, thank you.

A/N: Picture this; it was late last night and I was listening to one of my favorite bands, The Teenage Idols (awesome Swedish indie band). This great song comes on, Here she comes, and I see the whole story flash before my eyes. Therefore, I wrote it down and here it is.


So here I am standing in front of my locker just minding my own business. I am really trying hard to concentrate on what I am doing (rummaging about for no reason what so ever) but there’s this certain blonde who’s got my mind all occupied thinking about her instead of… Well anything else would be fine.

God! I am SO stupid! What the heck’s wrong with me? Daydreaming about a cheerleader? I need to start taking my vitamins again. My brain is seriously lacking of something. But she’s SO hot… Wait. Did I just think that? Gotta find something in here that is not a blonde cheerleader. Yeah, like I would have a girl in my locker. Ha-Ha, that would bee kinda cool. I could just take her out when I need some… Okay Sam! That would’ve developed into a naughty fantasy. Concentrate McPherson! Oh look, my chem. Notes. This is interesting. The periodic table. Who knew there was something called Unununium? Color: unknown… Who am I kidding. I don’t give a shit about the periodic chart or unununium, whatever that is. The only thing I can think of is that blonde. Damn those blondes! They’ve tried to make my and my friends lives a living hell and now they are infiltrating my mind. Well, not all of them. Just one. Just… Her. I hate her! I hate her for doing this to me. I hate her for making me want her. It is totally her fault.

When she passes me in the halls, she looks at me as if she’s hating me and wanting me at the same time. It drives me crazy! One minute she gives me this mischievous look, licking her lips and her eyes are filed with desire, the next she’s insulting me, acting like she hates my guts. Maybe that’s her way of telling me she wants me? It doesn’t surprise me at all. That girl is quaint. Hey, do I know that word? Cool.

Besides, she’s got a rep to protect. I know those cheerleaders care more about their reps than their grades. What else would they go to school for other than being popular and bully the geeks to make them self feel better. This is totally NOT making sense. If she’s such a bad person, not to mention a total bitch, why am I yearning? Why do I want her so much…? Do I have to plead insanity or am I just one screwed up chick? Maybe that’s the same thing.

Oh god! There she is. All self-confident. It looks like she owns the ground she’s walking on. That’s one of the reasons I feel attracted to her. She looks like nothing can get to her. It’s amazing how someone can be so damn sexy being snotty. I used to hate her guts too. Now, I’ve seen sides of her I think no one has.

She looks SO good in that uniform. Those legs… I cannot believe I’m thinking about this. Lily would totally freak if she knew what was going on.

Shit! She’s coming my way. I wonder if she’s seen me. It looks like it. Jupp she has definitely seen me. She has this grin on her face and that predator look. This reminds me of that song by The Teenage Idols. How does it go…?

Here she comes, here she comes
She looks so good, she's got her blue jeans on
Here she comes, here she comes
Look at my baby, now here she comes
I wanna take her out tonight,
I wanna make her feel all right
She's got the wonder in her eyes
It turns me on when I hear her sigh
When I hear her sigh, when she makes me feel so alive

Oh yeah. Great song. And it fits her so well. Well except for the blue jeans… In fact, I’ve never seen her with jeans. She always has those pastel numbers on.

How long does it takes for someone to walk from one side of the hall to the other? It’s not like it’s THAT long. I cannot stand this! Can’t she just come over here so I can feel her near me?

Here she comes, here she comes
She looks so stunning that my hearts goes wild
Here she comes, here she comes
Her love is all that suits my style
I wanna take her out tonight,
I wanna make her feel all right
She's got the wonder in her eyes
It turns me on when I hear her sigh

Maybe I’ll ask her out? It’s not like she’d punch me in the face. I don’t believe I’ve got something to loose. Not after what happened yesterday. She kissed me. Yeah. SHE kissed ME. It wasn’t just one kiss. We made out. Not for long but definitely long enough to make me wanna rip her clothes off. I was just minding my own business, and she came in looking horny as hell. At first, I thought she was jerking me around. But when she grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I knew it was serious. Oh god she's almost here.

“What’s up hun?”

She’s looking so good today. It’s like she never looked this beautiful ever. She shines. I am supposed to say something now. But I don’t know. Does she expect me to answer or is she just going to walk by? She stopped. And she’s looking at me like she wants an answer.

“Hi.” Good one!

Here she comes, here she comes
She's so close I can feel her hand
Here she comes, here she comes
Her touch is warm and I can feel her breath
I wanna take her out tonight,
I wanna make her feel all right
She's got the wonder in her eyes
It turns me on when I hear her sigh
When I hear her sigh, you know she makes me feel so alive.

“Okay, Spam. If you want to, you can just stand there and stare at me as if I’ve grown horns or something. Or, we could go some where else. More… private.”

She has her seductive face on and I am not sure if I am still breathing. I have to say something. But I don’t know what. Think McPherson! Think! How hard can it be?

“And where would that be?” I try to act cool and not all too interested. However, if she can hear my heart racing, then I guess she knows.

“Don’t worry. It’s just around the corner.”

I do not know what happened, but now she’s got my hand and she is dragging me along somewhere. Go figure; an empty classroom.

She’s kinda ruff, pushing me against the wall. Guess she wants me bad. I wish the other cheerleaders could see this. I think it would knock Mary Cherry unconscious.

But I am not gonna think about that right now. I am going to concentrate on her warm breath against my neck and her hands all over me. Nothing else matters right now.


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