Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Boy Genius ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )
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Chapter 5
Both Q and I were on Cloud Nine for the entire weekend. I& nbsp;could not wait until Monday and
see Zechs. I’m pretty sure Q was wishing the Trowa attended our school. However, it
probably&nbs p;is a good thing that he doesn’t for& nbsp;Q would be plastered to wall being kissed to
death. He wouldn’t&nb sp;mind, but when his grades start slipping&n bsp;his parents will. I was standing
at& nbsp;my locker getting my books for my f irst two classes when I felt two strong arms wrap
around my  ;waist. I knew who those arms belonged to and the platinum blonde hair that
accompanied them came into view only confirmed it. Inside I was jumping for joy, but I
couldnâ €™t let him know that, now could I. “Don†™t you think that you are taking s ome liberties
after just a few kisses?â€
“If you think those are just kisses than I am going to have to w ork harder at impressing
you.†All the time he& nbsp;was speaking he moved his hands to my hips and turned me to face
him. He kissed me. I thought the other kisses were good, but damn thinking was fast&n bsp;
becoming a thing of the past. At some point I dropped my books. The&nb sp;only thing that kept
Zechs from crawl ing down my throat and me letting him was the bell signaling the start of
class.&n bsp;
“Just a kiss!†He was laughing as he&nb sp;walked away. I quickly picked up my b ooks and
scrambled to class trying to&nb sp;make it there before I was late. I didn’t quite make it in time.&n bsp;
“Mister Maxwell! I would gr eatly appreciate it if you were on time& nbsp;for class. I do realize that
this&n bsp;class holds no interest for you and you are under the impression you could d o a better a
better job than myself, but some of the students ar e here to learn from the teacher. And&nb sp;
would not like to be delayed by your tardiness.â& euro; As I took my seat I half heartedly glared at
Zechs who happe ned to have a sheepish expression on his face. The teacherâ€&t rade;s words rolled
off my back he’s scared because I could do his job blindfolded.
The rest of the day was great. Zechs acted like a little kid with a new toy. He was constantly
touching, hugging,&nbs p;or kissing me and I loved every second .
Both Q and I were on Cloud Nine for the entire weekend. I& nbsp;could not wait until Monday and
see Zechs. I’m pretty sure Q was wishing the Trowa attended our school. However, it
probably&nbs p;is a good thing that he doesn’t for& nbsp;Q would be plastered to wall being kissed to
death. He wouldn’t&nb sp;mind, but when his grades start slipping&n bsp;his parents will. I was standing
at& nbsp;my locker getting my books for my f irst two classes when I felt two strong arms wrap
around my  ;waist. I knew who those arms belonged to and the platinum blonde hair that
accompanied them came into view only confirmed it. Inside I was jumping for joy, but I
couldnâ €™t let him know that, now could I. “Don†™t you think that you are taking s ome liberties
after just a few kisses?â€
“If you think those are just kisses than I am going to have to w ork harder at impressing
you.†All the time he& nbsp;was speaking he moved his hands to my hips and turned me to face
him. He kissed me. I thought the other kisses were good, but damn thinking was fast&n bsp;
becoming a thing of the past. At some point I dropped my books. The&nb sp;only thing that kept
Zechs from crawl ing down my throat and me letting him was the bell signaling the start of
class.&n bsp;
“Just a kiss!†He was laughing as he&nb sp;walked away. I quickly picked up my b ooks and
scrambled to class trying to&nb sp;make it there before I was late. I didn’t quite make it in time.&n bsp;
“Mister Maxwell! I would gr eatly appreciate it if you were on time& nbsp;for class. I do realize that
this&n bsp;class holds no interest for you and you are under the impression you could d o a better a
better job than myself, but some of the students ar e here to learn from the teacher. And&nb sp;
would not like to be delayed by your tardiness.â& euro; As I took my seat I half heartedly glared at
Zechs who happe ned to have a sheepish expression on his face. The teacherâ€&t rade;s words rolled
off my back he’s scared because I could do his job blindfolded.
The rest of the day was great. Zechs acted like a little kid with a new toy. He was constantly
touching, hugging,&nbs p;or kissing me and I loved every second .