Briar's POVIt was a big day; I could sense it in the air. Our twenty first Annual day celebration, we had been practicing for a very long time for. I wouldn't have been very excited but that day I was, because I was also performing. Yes, I was dancing in one of the most amazing performances of our entire show.Taken into consideration how I had never really participated in such performance-based acts, I was a nervous mess somehow managing to stay intact. When I told Mrs. Jones that I also wanted to participate in the dance, she agreed and asked our dance trainer to let me in. and because I did practice hard, I was assigned to be one of the main dancers. Yes, practice surely helped and of course I always loved dancing.Another reason why I was very excited is that my parents are also coming to see my performance. I know they love me a lot that's why they took a flight and were attending the occasion, just to see me perform. Because our programme was on a Tuesday, my parents landed in

Gareth's POVThe show was a huge success, just like I knew it would be. The students had put up a great show. I was proud for being able to handle it, although most of the work was not done by me, I still was happy. Confetti spread across the entire field, I saw some workers removing easily movable equipment back inside while the main stage and other heavy items were planned to be moved back the next day.I was a little farther away with a teacher checking the item count, when I saw Briar going towards the changing room. I would’ve followed her immediately, but two very important thoughts came in my mind. One, why am I going there? And two, even if I go, what will I do?So, I decided to ignore it for the time being. I shook my head knowing how quickly she filled my brain and how intrigued I was to follow her. She always does that with my head. I don’t even know how long I was staring at her during the performances, as if she was the only one dancing.Her presence like serene moonlight

Gareth's POVWe came back (with nobody catching us, thankfully) and I sent Briar to the guest room. She seemed livelier than before and I was happy to see that. Obviously, as promised, the first thing I did when we came back was giving her the medicine and made sure she was comfortable in the guest quarters.When she looked at me and smiled, the thought of kissing her emerged in my head. Again. I couldn't look away. Her smile looked tempting, as if it was calling me. Her eyes were fixed on me and I couldn’t even try to remove mine. She looked like an angel, beautiful and elegant.Her lips were plum and red, like always, and she licked them again, which made something inside me, tingle. I wanted to kiss them, suck on them. I wanted to make her mine. I wanted her to give each and every pleasure I am capable of giving. I wanted to feel her, touch her, pull her close to me and kiss every single spot on her body. My thoughts in that moment were simply unholy and somehow, I couldn’t stop th

Briar's POVHe held me by my waist and sucked on my lip harder. The situation was a lot more anticipated yet a thrill was covering my senses. It felt like I was dying to be touched by him. His existence, like an alluring scent made me fall into his arms like an abandoned puzzle piece which peculiarly fitted. I was shocked but I couldn't resist because I was willingly letting him kiss me. After a few seconds I found myself kissing him as well, as if it was a natural occurrence.Our lips moved in sync. A proof that I gave in so easily. He tasted so good, just like I had always imagined. He moved me so easily according to his body, taking access of my lips without even making me feel any change. His grip around my waist was getting tighter while my hands rested on his shoulders. I liked how perfectly we both responded to the touch. I felt his tongue making his way in my mouth and something between my legs throbbed making me weak under my waist.I held his shirt tighter as I experienced m

Briar's POVA few days had already passed and as planned, we got our trip details soon. The students were given choices from a trip to Liverpool or Brighton for a week and most of the students chose Liverpool. The trip was in three weeks and we were allowed to call home and order the things we want to take to the trip.Time flew pretty quick and it was just a day left for our trip. We didn't even sleep the night before the day we had to leave because we were just too excited. The entire night, we just planned the things we would do there. I asked mom to send all the things I wanted a few days prior.With the clothes, accessories and my camera, she also sent me extra money for me to buy some souvenirs and anything I wanted. Another reason why I was happy was the fact that, Mrs. Jones was also accompanying us on the trip. She even said that she has arranged a party for all the students as it's our last year. She's a real sweetheart.Our flight was at eight in the morning and we were ask