Tails Blushing Novels & Stories

BLAISE Twilight is descending over Shadow. I look outside the window, touching my gloved fingertips onto the frosted glass. The air is so cold that it bleeds through the walls and the floor. Tonight, the Blood Hour would take its place on the ice, when the Blood Moon rose to its fullest. But at least I’d be with my friend to get through it. “Blaise!” I turn. Noel pauses to a stop, his amber eyes wide as he looks at the dress that I’m wearing.

The back door opened with a loud creak. "Rain? Hello?" a flat voice called out. Great. Blair was here. "Come in," Rain whisper-yelled. Blair let the back door close and stepped into view. Today she wore a sleeveless polo top in pink with high waisted Bermuda shorts. It was an interesting look. "Welcome." Rain passed a glass to Blair. "Now, what color nails would you like?" "You know I have to stay with neutrals or clear." Rain waved a hand. "Boring. Sit."

He immediately let go of her wrist when he noticed that Blair was blushing. Trestan remembered what Ferran had said in the supermarket. Good thing, he has two face masks in his pocket. He wore one and gave the other one to Blair that made her confused. “What am I going to do with this?” Trestan almost rolled his eyes before grabbing it on Blair’s hand and he was the one that wore it to Blair. The girl instantly blushed because of his sudden move. “Really, why are we—” Blair was interrupted by the sudden announcement from the speakers installed everywhere.

The pale flesh was right there in front of him, soft and bouncing slightly with her movements. Blair pretended not to notice. She shifted casually, reaching down as if to adjust her skirt, but in the process she grabbed the neckline of her dress and shamelessly tucked her breasts back inside, her fingers lingering just a little too long as she arranged them neatly. Niall’s jaw clenched, his chest rising and falling faster. His eyes quickly darted away, but not before he felt his jeans grow tighter. Heat crawled down his neck, and he pressed his hand over his lap, cursing under his breath.

I reply and press the palms of my hands to my cheeks. The rest of the ride Gage teases me a little and I try to act all confident, when I'm really trying not to blush. I just don't get why I blush so easily. I hate looking like a strawberry just because someone teased me. Stupid face. In the middle of the ride Gage moves his hand to rest above my knee, right about where my skirt ends. Guess what? I blushed even more.

But here, they were everywhere and of every shape and size. Long and thin and fat and short and just so … limp! I tried my very hardest not to blush even more than I was. I slowly, but not yet slow enough to rise suspicions, turned back towards my locker. I pulled my daily boots out and pulled them off my legs before gently shutting my locker door. I spun the lock a few times then went to go to the door and leave the sea of penises I was surrounded by. Unfortunately for me, Blade had other ideas. “Blueheart, you hit the showers?” He goaded. He poked into the flesh of my forearm. “Or are you hoping the sun will stay longer on your skin and make you less pale looking?”

I heard that silly, mocking laugh echo in my head. That laugh, sharp, wild, and cold and the one only Blaire made when she was me. She had come out again. I watched from somewhere deep inside, helpless, as she sat before the mirror. Blaire was applying makeup and when I say makeup, I mean heavy makeup. Thick foundation, black eyeliner that stretched like wings, lashes long enough to touch her brows. If anyone saw her now, they wouldn’t even recognize that face as mine.

“This is your size. Someone specifically picked this out for you.” My face is on fire. “Was it a guy?” Jazz’s eyes light up. “Oh my God, was it a guy?” “No!” “It’s like it’s a guy,” Indie chimed in. “Look at her face!” “It wasn’t—there’s no guy—” “Then why are you blushing?” “I’m not blushing!” “You’re literally the color of a tomato right now.”

Tyler blushes. “I think after tonight we will be in a lot of wet dreams You find us both attractive, so together we must really get you hot and bothered. That isn’t creepy. Sneaking into our apartments and doing weird shit like stealing underwear would be creepy. “ Ambrose says. “ You’ll find your own love. You are kind of cute when you blush, but I can’t get past you being my best friend’s baby brother.” Tyler blushes more. “Thanks.”

I ask him with the intention of taking my mind off certain someone who is still so much focused on me. "You really wanna talk to me?" He questioned, surprised. A hint of red crept on his cheeks and it took me almost a minute to figure out that he was actually blushing. "Oh my god! Are you blushing?" I exclaimed in horror and amusement, covering my mouth with both my palms gaping at him. "Shut up." He scolded and turned in his chair to avoid letting me look at his cheeks. He looks adorable when shy. Blake has slightly pale skin that makes it easy for me to figure out when he is blushing and believe me when I say so, I never ever saw him blushing before. Like never!