Drawing On Converse Novels & Stories

All of them were dressed in expensive clothes and wore valuable jewelry. “Whoa, there are many people there.” I blurted. “You said there would be few ones.” “I’m sorry, Cami. Today I’ll promote my fashion brand, too.” Kat apologized sincerely. “You lied to me again.” “I said I’m sorry.” “Hey, beautiful.” Conan appeared out of nowhere before throwing his arm around my shoulder and pressing me against his hard chest. He wore a leather jacket with a pair of grey trousers, looking dashing. “You look stunning, baby.” He whispered before placing a kiss on my cheek and causing me to blush.

“Adrian!” I shrieked, letting my eyes roam his body, he was putting on a black jeans with a black jacket on a red polo. I searched for the logo I was bound to see and I wasn’t disappointed, it was labeled on his jacket and on the red converse he was putting on. Great, even his converse is Louis Vuitton, just what does he see with the brand? Why don’t you ask him? Yeah right, ask him, in my dreams.

I would ask Cindy to go with me later today, so I could wear a pair for the party later that night. Daniel gave me phone cases, which I thought was terrific, especially since they all had some form of the Snow White character from the books and movies on them. Heathcliff gave me journals. "So you can write down your thoughts," he said. They were beautiful. Some were leather, others had pretty designs and flowers on them. Professor Pops presented me with sixteen pairs of Converse in an array of shades from bright orange to teal and lime green to lemon yellow. I loved them so much.

Once I feel presentable, I slip into my favorite black high-top Converse, grab my phone and EarPods from the charging station and track my way down the stairs towards the garage. “I wonder what the Alpha wants this time…”

They bowed to each other and then turned to Conor and I. “It looks easy… But you have heels on Jo. I don’t think I have any.” I said turning around and pulling the top drawer of shoes out to see if I could find any. “Only flats and some sandals…” I grumbled, pushing the drawer back in. I turned back to Conor who had a wrapped box waiting for me. I looked up tentatively. Where did that come from?

He winked at Nora. Leo rolled his eyes. “Right…” The guy introduced himself with a dramatic little bow. “I’m Drew. You think Connor’s cute? Shame about his penis, isn’t it?” Nora lifted a brow. Drew leaned in conspiratorially. “Wasn’t wearing a cup one day. Sliced clean off by a skate. He’s like Barbie now.” Leo snorted into his drink. Beck reappeared, grabbed Drew by the collar, and started dragging him away.

He has his eyes closed while sitting on a cushioned chair with one leg draped over the other. Even his sitting posture exudes laziness with a tinge of sexiness, as both his palms were resting at the back of his head, which was slightly tilted to the back. The outsole of his Converse shoe rhythmically tapped on the white tile as he attentively listened to the music the headphones wrapped around his head produced.

For some reasons, I had woken up this morning to be very active, even though I was anxious and a bit worried, I didn’t want to show it. ‘’’My mom would be here in no time.’’ I said to Drew who was still trying to find himself a fit. He didn’t want to wear anything too serious or corporate, so he had to look for something good yet casual. Finally he settled for a plain white shirt, a black jean and a white converse to match. ‘’Come here.’’ she said when he caught me through the mirror staring at him lustfully. I obliged, getting up from the bed and making my way to him slowly.

My stomach rolls were hidden under the high empire waist of the dress. My thigh hung out from the long slit on the side drawing my eyes to flow down to my feet. It made me a little self-conscious since my thighs looked huge, but I can just keep tugging it closed here and there. I slipped into my black converse since Corrie would supply me with shoes shortly, hopefully, Ellis wouldn't notice or mind.

I cracked open the windows just in case but closed the blinds tighter. I sighed, not at all how the night was supposed to go. I bent down and took off one of her shoes, then the other. They were Converse that had been painted over. Each had a foggy grey and green silhouette of a forest running down the sides, simple and calming. She was wearing pink fluffy socks. I chuckled quietly. That was not what I would have expected.