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Six-word Stories

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“hold the door!,hold the door!” I yelled as I ran across campus to the library… “I got you Chelsea” I heard a sexy voice say “thank you!” I replied exhausted,out of breath and drippin wet I looked up to see what could only be explaned as a Greek God talkin to me… “you know,you really should have taken a umbrella this morning” he told me with a smile bright enough to put the sun outta business…. “yeah,tell me about it and puttin on a bra wouldn’t have hurt either I look like I belong in a wet tshirt contest….” “I’m sure you would have won that shit no doubt!” “(laughing)gee thanks Have we met?”… “no why?” he asked ” well because you said my name when you were holdin the door open for me?” ” yeah well we Trig together.” “we do?!” I said in shock something this fine I can usually spot from 5000 yards away! “I’m sorry I’ve never noticed you before” “it’s cool I’m Trigga by the way ” “Trigga? Is that some kind of nick name?” “(laughing) yeah something I got stuck with a long time ago you can call me Trey if you like” “(blushing) oh okay so your name is Trey?” “yeah well Tremaine?” he was beginning to confuse me. “(laughing) well its nice to meet you Trigga, Trey,Tremaine” we both laughed hard at our strange introduction. He reached out his hand to shake mine when our hands met suddenly my clothes weren’t the only thing soaking wet. For what ever reason this handshake was electrifying and I know he felt it because he jumped too. Clearing my throat I managed to mutter… “well I should get going its gonna be war tryin to get a table in here.” “yeah you right I guess I will see you around” he said “I guess so” I responded giggling at the fact that he still has yet to give me My hand back… “ugh Trigga?” “yeah?” “My hand?” “oh! I’m sorry,my bad baby, I guess you might need that ha?” ” yup I might” We both chuckled as our hands separated taking a closer look his smile set off two of the most deep most beautiful dimples I had ever seen on a man. Yes Lord he was fine! “okay Ms.Chelsea see you around” he said a second time, causing another brief yet awkward moment of silence and smiles I turned walked into the library. The freezing cold temperature in here cause my Niples to tighten up which left me feelin a bit odd knowing people could see this event taking place through my white shirt with bob marly on the front seeing as how I had no jacket to cover them up I just had to deal with it. I really needed to study for this Trigonometry test I knew I should have dropped this class when I had the chance but noooo I drop Art the easy A. Smart move Chels. Making my way through the jam packed library I finally come upon the only empty table in the place. No wonder it’s empty it’s right in front of the steps that lead to the creepiest basement in the world! Everyone hates sitting their including me but I took it anyway. Fumbling through my bag I realize that I have every other book except the one I need “FUCK!” i yelled out causing a few people to look my way. Just lookin at those steps knowing I had to go down their to get a loner book made me queazy… “for get something” I turned around quickly to see Trigga standing their with a sexy smirk on his face and My body was no longer cold… “yeah how did u guess that?” “cuz you lookin at them steps like they lead to hell!?” I couldn’t help but laugh at his corny joke “for me they may as well, please tell me you have your Math book?” “nope forgot mine too” “shit!” I said standing to descend into this basement “ugh I hate going down here” “come on, and don’t worry Chelsea I won’t let the rats get you” “(laughing)thank you I appreciate that” Trigga led the way down the steps with me holding on to his arm tightly he turned to me and said… “you really hate basements don’t you” “hell yes! I’m the only girl three older brothers very very traumatizing experience in grandmas basement scarred me for life” “so I see you cuttin all the circulation off in a nigga arm” he said in a joking manner “I’m sorry” I loosened up my grip just a Lil bit and after about five minutes of searching we found the math section of the dungeon he went left and I went right in search of the the book we needed “hey Trigga I think I see them… Yeah here they are right here.” not hearing him respond to me I looked to my left and he was gone….