May 24, 2010
By Regan O&#39Brien SILVER, Prospect Heights, Illinois
Regan O&#39Brien SILVER, Prospect Heights, Illinois
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Polo shirt, ripped jeans, hint of cologne. Their only words: "What was the homework?" "15-20." She longed to touch the tousled locks, hold the strong hand, kiss the soft lips. He never looked. She never looked away. In a rush: "Would you like to go to dinner?" He smiles, "I thought you'd never ask."

The author's comments:
This is a fifty five fiction, and the title is supposed to be a pun relating to the class chemistry and also the chemistry between two people.

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This article has 2 comments.

AussieLover said...
on Jun. 9 2010 at 8:37 pm
I agree completely...please, continue this story.

on Jun. 7 2010 at 3:36 pm
Savvy_ PLATINUM, Houston, Texas
21 articles 11 photos 43 comments

Favorite Quote:
Call up the locksmith,
Tell him we need him quick,
We've got a million keys,
None of them seem to fit.

This seems interesting :) I'd want to read more.


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