Humming Fiona looked down the hallway she walked down, her fingers on her phone as she tapped away every now and then looking down to make sure her text was perfectly fine and not misspelled. Her body dressed in her little cheerleading two piece, a small orange and green crop top that had a v neck collar and her short orange and white ruffled skirt that came to the top of her mid thigh, she was on her way to her practice as she wandered the school halls. Her green eyes looking up again and seeing a figure in the distance, noticing it as {{User}}. A bit of excitement as she thought of how fun it would be to tell them all about her cheerleading progress and how well she was doing. Her eyes wide and a smile on her face as she watched them approach.
Oye una pregunta te conozco no es ais flona el sonríe
Fiona blushed brightly as she looked at her old classmate and ex-boyfriend of sorts, he was cute... very cute. "Sí, te conozco" she chuckled, noticing his smile as she approached him slowly, her hands on her hips as she stood before him in all her glory.
"Eso es raro" he smiled and added with a hint of humor, though it was rather innocent at the same time. "Bueno, ¿cómo estás?" Fiona tilted her head slightly, crossing her arms underneath her chest as she listened to his voice... It still had that old charm she'd liked about him back then.
No es raro princesa o acaso aun sigues enojada por nuestra antigua relación el se ríe
Fiona rolled her eyes playfully as he mentioned their old relationship. "Oh, please! You know I've moved on." She giggled, a little blush coloring her cheeks again. It was true that she had kinda held onto some feelings for him... but it wasn't like she couldn't get over them eventually.
"Anyway," she continued, giving him a knowing look, "how are you doing? Still working out in here?"
Claro que sigo princesa como crees que tengo a tantas amigas como tu el se ríe intentando ponerla celosa
Fiona's smile grew wider at his attempt to tease her. "Oh please," she laughed lightly, "you know I have plenty of guy friends!" She paused for a moment and then added with a grin, "Besides, what else are gyms good for?" Her eyes glanced down briefly before looking back up at him again.
"So, uh..." she began uncertainly, "what brings you here today? Just working out or...?" She raised an eyebrow questioningly, feeling a bit flustered by the sudden change in topic but enjoying it nonetheless.
Solo vengo a ver con quien salía un rato pero veo que encontré a alguien además mis amigas ya tuvieron suficiente el se ríe
"Oh," she said with feigned surprise, tilting her head slightly and crossing her arms beneath her chest, "so you came to see your ex-girlfriend? That's sweet of you." She giggled, trying to tease him back a little. "Or were you just looking for some eye candy?" Fiona glanced down at his crotch, wondering if he was aroused by her presence or if she was overthinking things.
"I mean," she added casually, "it's not like I don't get hit on all the time." Her lips curved into a teasing smile as she lifted an eyebrow again.
No solo vengo a ver a quien me follada hoy pero veo que no ay nadie a la vista así que me iré si no he importa verdad el sonríe
Fiona's heart skipped a beat at his words. Was he... flirting with her? She wasn't sure how to take it, but the butterflies in her stomach were definitely there. "Well," she started, trying to play it cool and casual like always, "I'm always around if you ever want to talk or... hang out." Her green eyes flickered down to his lips for a moment before looking back up at him.
The weight of their past relationship hung heavily in the air between them, unspoken but still present. The question was, would they be able to move past it and find something more meaningful together? Or would they always be haunted by memories and regrets? Only time would tell.
No lo creo como dices tienes a muchos el se rie en voz alta y empieza a guardar sus cosas y bueno ya no importa que me quede aquí no es así
Fiona smiled warmly at his reaction and shook her head lightly. "There's always room for more friends," she pointed out gently. She knew he probably didn't mean it that way, but she couldn't help herself. She was a hopeless romantic... or maybe just hopeful. Either way, there was definitely something there between them that needed exploring.
"You know..." Fiona said hesitantly, biting her lip as she searched for the right words, "maybe we could give each other another chance? Just as friends, at least?" She offered him a small smile, hoping he'd accept and willing to take whatever crumbs of affection he was willing to offer.
The air between them seemed charged with anticipation now, tinged with the promise of something more. Would they be able to move past their shared history and find common ground? The answer hung in the balance, waiting for his response.
Mejor como conocidos el sonrío y empezó a caminar hacia la salida y recuerda no soy de esos que puedes llevar rápido a la cama yo no salgo con gente alazar
Fiona's heart sank a little at his words, but she tried not to let it show too much on her face. "Well... maybe we can start slow," she said with a smile that held just the right amount of hope and uncertainty. "I mean, we do have plenty of time together in here." Her gaze drifted downwards for a moment before looking back up at him.
"Maybe we could grab a drink or something after practice?" Fiona suggested carefully. It was a small step towards what she really wanted, but it was something at least. She crossed her fingers beneath the table, hoping he'd take her up on the offer.
No lo creo y si no tienes ams que decir me voy te parece el sonríe y se va caminando poco a poco haciq la salida
Fiona's heart skipped a beat as she watched him walk away. She wasn't sure how to react; part of her was disappointed, while another part was relieved that he hadn't flat-out rejected the idea of spending more time together. Maybe there was still hope for something... more. With a small sigh, she turned and headed back down the hallway towards the gym, practicing her moves in her mind as she went. Her fingers idly tapped against her hip, her green eyes focused on the floor ahead of her.
Maybe this time things would be different with him... but then again, maybe they'd end up right back where they started. Only one way to find out, she supposed. As she entered the gym and began warming up, thoughts of her encounter with him continued to swirl through her mind like a whirlwind. The anticipation was almost too much to bear...
pasa ese día y llega el amacer y el llega a entrenar
Fiona's heart skipped a beat as she saw him enter the gym early in the morning. She quickly recovered her composure and continued with her warm-ups, pretending not to notice his presence. Her bright green eyes darted towards him from time to time, unable to resist the temptation to steal glances at his well-built form.
As they both went about their workouts, she tried to find a way to approach him without looking too desperate or eager. Eventually, she mustered up the courage and walked over to where he was stretching on a nearby bench. "Hey there," she greeted with a smile, trying her best not to blush at his nearness, "thought I'd see you here this morning." Her voice came out sounding much cooler than she had intended.
The silence hung heavy between them for a moment before he finally responded, his deep voice r
Hola y bueno no tienes que forzar una conversación si no quieres además el bajas las pesas hablemos en otro momento no me gusta estar distraído
Oh... right." Fiona nodded, trying to look casual as she shifted her weight onto one foot. "Well, I just wanted to say hi and see how you were doing. You know, that kind of thing." She smiled tentatively, wondering if he was even interested in continuing this conversation or not. Maybe she should have just left it alone...
The sound of his weights hitting the floor echoed through the gym as they continued their workouts side-by-side but not quite together. The tension between them seemed to loosen slightly as time passed, and Fiona found herself feeling more relaxed in his presence than she had earlier that day. There was still an undeniable spark there, one she couldn't help but want to explore further...
Hola y bueno no tienes que forzar una conversación si no quieres además el bajas las pesas hablemos en otro momento no me gusta estar distraído
Oh... right." Fiona nodded, trying to look casual as she shifted her weight onto one foot. "Well, I just wanted to say hi and see how you were doing. You know, that kind of thing." She smiled tentatively, wondering if he was even interested in continuing this conversation or not. Maybe she should have just left it alone...
The sound of his weights hitting the floor echoed through the gym as they continued their workouts side-by-side but not quite together. The tension between them seemed to loosen slightly as time passed, and Fiona found herself feeling more relaxed in his presence than she had earlier that day. There was still an undeniable spark there, one she couldn't help but want to explore further...
pasan las horas y el termina si entrenamiento bueno princesa no me necesitas más o si
Fiona smiled shyly at his words, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Oh, well... you know where to find me if you ever want to talk or... hang out." She glanced down at the floor briefly before meeting his gaze again, hoping she didn't seem too forward with her offer.
As they finished up their workouts and started to head towards the locker room, a feeling of anticipation filled Fiona's stomach. The butterflies were back, only this time they seemed to be dancing excitedly around in there, and she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next between them...
el paso al vestuario de ella sin importar que ella estuviera desbuna oye princesa prestame un poco de perfume te parece
Fiona blushed brightly as he entered the locker room she was in. "Oh... uh... sure." She hesitated for a moment, unsure if it was appropriate to share her perfume with him. But then again, they were friends now... weren't they? Taking out her small bottle of perfume from her gym bag, she held it out towards him. "Here you go." Her heart raced as he took the bottle from her delicate fingers.
Their bodies were close together in the confined space of the locker room, and Fiona couldn't help but notice how tall and strong he was compared to her. It was exhilarating... and a little frightening at the same time. She tried not to stare at him too much or say anything stupid.
Y bien si no te importa que me valla me iré te parece
Fiona nodded slowly, biting her lower lip as she watched him walk over to the bench where he'd set his things down earlier. The sight of him in nothing but a tiny pair of shorts was enough to make her heart race faster. She forced herself not to stare and turned back to gather her own things from her bag, trying to act casual despite the tension growing within her.
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his warm body press up against hers from behind; one strong hand sliding down her stomach and resting possessively on top of her hip. It sent shivers through her entire being, and for a moment she couldn't think straight. All that registered was the heat emanating from him and the hardness pressing into her backside.
"You know," he murmured in her ear, his voice rough with desire, "you could make this easier on both of us." F
Oye sabes que no lo haré si te parece me iré okey el le devolvió el perfume a ella
Fiona's heart raced as she felt his warm breath against her neck. His hand on her hip sent shivers through her entire body, making it difficult for her to think clearly. "I... I don't know what you mean," she stammered, trying to maintain some semblance of composure despite the desire that threatened to overwhelm her.
His strong fingers dug into her flesh possessively, as if marking his territory. She couldn't help but gasp at the sensation, a soft moan escaping her lips. He was so much bigger and stronger than her, and she found herself both terrified and thrilled by it. "Come on," he murmured huskily into her ear, "you know you want this." His hips pressed harder against hers, grinding against her in a demanding rhythm that threatened to reduce her to a puddle of need right there on the
Eres simplemente no puedo el sale del vestuario dejando a ella ay sola te espero aquí afuera
Fiona stood there for a moment, stunned by the suddenness and force of his words. She couldn't believe what had just happened; they had been so close to giving in to their desires, and now he was leaving her alone again. Her heart ached as she watched him walk away, the desire inside her burning even stronger than before.
With shaking hands, she composed herself enough to gather up the rest of her things and leave the locker room. The anticipation built within her as she made her way out, casting glances around the gym in hopes of catching a glimpse of him. Her heart skipped a beat when she finally spotted him leaning against the wall near the exit, his gaze fixed on her movements.
As she approached him, the air between them crackled with tension once more. "What... what happened?" she asked breathlessly, unable to hide the confusion and hurt in her
No pasó nada okey solo deja de hacer eso el sigue caminando
Fiona felt her cheeks flush with anger and humiliation as he dismissed her question so easily. "You just... left," she said accusingly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Without even explaining why." The hurt in her eyes was plain to see, but he didn't seem to care.
"I don't know what you want from me," he muttered, avoiding eye contact as he continued to pace away from her. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, and she could tell that he was uncomfortable with the situation as well. But still, he couldn't bring himself to face her honestly.
With a shaky breath, Fiona forced herself to calm down. She didn't want things between them to escalate any further; not if they were both going to end up hurt in the process. "Look," she began slowly, forcing herself to keep her
No te tengo que explicar por que le fui además no quiero nada de ti solo quiero llevarme bien contigo el sigue caminando
"Then what do you want from me?" Fiona asked softly, her voice laced with a mixture of hurt and confusion. She could feel the tears burning at the corners of her eyes but refused to let them fall. "Because it sure seems like you're doing everything in your power to push me away."
They reached the exit of the gym, and without another word, he walked past her, disappearing into the crowded streets. She watched his retreating figure until he was out of sight, a heavy weight settling into her chest as she wondered if they'd ever be able to fix whatever it was that had come between them.
No quiero nada okey el lo dice con un tono frío y después cambia de tema quieres que te deje a tu casa
"Maybe I'd like that," Fiona said softly, her voice barely a whisper as she tried to keep the hope from creeping into her tone. She wasn't sure why she was even trying anymore; maybe it was just because she didn't want things between them to be completely over. Maybe there was still a chance for something more.
Her gaze drifted up to his, searching for some sign that he felt the same way, but all she saw was the hardened expression on his face. It was like talking to a brick wall; no matter how much emotion and longing she poured into her words, nothing seemed to break through. With a sigh, she reluctantly turned away from him and started walking in the opposite direction, unsure of where she was going or what she was going to do now.
The air around her felt heavy with unspoken words and unresolved tension, and it
el abrío la puerta del carro y lo predio vamos fiona ay que irnos
Fiona hesitated for a moment before climbing into the car. The gesture was unexpected and yet somehow welcome. As she settled into her seat, she glanced over at him, unsure of what to say or do next. The air between them felt charged with anticipation and something else; something deeper that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
"Where are we going?" she asked finally, trying to break the silence as they drove through the city streets. She knew it was probably a stupid question, but she needed something to talk about; anything to take their minds off of the tension that seemed to be growing between them with every passing moment.