After 5 episodes, I put my laptop back into my bag and we tried to sleep in the uncomfortable economy class seats. Even though it was reclined, it was such a shallow recline that we felt that we were still sitting upright. The seat next to mine was taken and Rachel was sitting in the window seat so the only way she could lie down properly is if she put her head on my lap. That’s exactly what she did.
It took all my self-control not to pat her head or lift her long hair to take a look at her face once in a while. Sitting upright, it took me a while longer to fall asleep and I took that time to take a long hard look on Rachel’s amazing body. She had all the curves in the right place, a tanned hot bod due to our CCA and long luscious black hair which I loved. I felt my little brother grow larger as I sat there trying to fall asleep but couldn’t do anything about it for fear of waking Rachel.
I was shaken awake the next morning by Rachel when she needed to use the toilet. After lying on my legs the whole night, all she could say was that I was blocking her way. Nope, not a word of thanks. Did I care? No I didn’t.
We watched some more Glee on my laptop until we finally landed in LAX after a harrowing 19 hours or so in the cramped economy class cabin. I was thankful to be able to stretch my legs as we walked through the long arrival area towards immigration then to baggage collection. I helped Rachel push her suitcase along with mine to the waiting area while our teachers arranged for our transport to the hotel.
We were in separate rooms because of our gender differences and I got my parents to upgrade me to a Junior Suite so that I ‘could have more space for meetings and discussions’ (with Rachel). I actually wanted a bigger room as an excuse to get Rachel to come over at night to ‘discuss our presentation’ (but we spent ALL of the time chit-chatting about the Ang Mohs in LA lol).
The Fair was held over a span of 5 days and we went to LA 2 days before the fair so that we could take a look around the magnificent city before we got down to actual work. Even though we reached LA at about 2pm, we crashed immediately and skipped dinner. It was about 3am that my room phone woke me up.
Rach: Hey sleepy head! Are you up yet?
Me: Erm yeah… Why are you up so early?
Rach: Slept enough. How are you enjoying your big room huh? Not wanking alone I hope… Can I go and take a look?
Me: Erm yeah I guess. Just don’t tell the teachers lol. They’ll kill you.
Sorry guys. Have been overseas the past few days and had no access to SBF.
It took Rachel less than a minute after she hung up to come up to my room. The doorbell buzzed angrily and repeatedly as the ever impatient girl waited for me to walk to the door. She pushed the door open way too fast when I pushed down on the handle, sending me flying back onto the plush carpeted floor of our hotel.
Me: Owww… Did you have to push so hard?
Rach: Shut up unless you want to get hit. Did you have to take so long?
I found Rachel making herself comfortable on my bed while she continued to let out a long list of rants and I paused her by asking if she would like a drink. I hoped that a nice cup of tea would occupy her mouth but she just placed it on the bedside table and continued complaining that I had a bigger room than her. I finally gave up listening and took out my 7D and snapped away at the various facial expressions she exhibited while talking. She finally stopped and struck a
pose
when she realised I was laughing at her funny facial expressions I captured.
Talking for a while more, it hit us that neither of us had taken a bath for more than a day and she hurriedly ran back into her room for one. She threatened that if I was not out of the bathroom by the time she rang the doorbell, she would tell my teachers that I tried to rape her in her room. I laughed off her joke and chased her back before rushing into the bathroom for my shower. There was no time to enjoy the large bath tub.
We spent the morning going on a Hollywood bus tour before walking the Hollywood walk of fame. We had lunch in the iconic Santa Monica before walking through Venice Beach, enjoying the various street performances and browsing through their many shops selling cool stuff there. We put an end to our tour day by going cheap clothes shopping near our hotel near LA Live.
Rachel came over to my room after dropping off her shopping and took my Samsung Galaxy S2 from my bedside table without my permission. I more or less left her to her own devices (pun intended lol) while I booted up my Fujitsu SH laptop.
Rach: Eh I didn’t know you have a gf…
Me: Huh? Girlfriend?
Rach: Yeah… You have been messaging “Darling”. How come you never told me?
Me: OI! Give me back my phone la. Who said you can look at my messages?
Rach: Curious mah… HEY WAIT!
I was dead.
Disclaimer: All characters and events appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Rach: Since when am I your darling?
Me: Erm I… Sorry.
Rach: GET OUT! GO AWAY!
Me: Erm… This is my room…
Rach: Fine! Be that way! I’m changing your contact in my phone to “Asshole”.
Rachel stormed out of my room without looking back, still holding on to my White S2. My heart stopped beating for a moment as I knew what was in my phone.
Rachel’s POV
I ran back into my room shocked by what I saw. Digging into my pocket for my key card, I realised that I was still holding onto his phone. Part of me wanted to return it to him but another part of me wanted to see what else there was to be discovered. The accidental find had left me more curious about what else he is hiding from me.
I flopped onto my bed and kicked off my slippers, hands shaking a little as the phone screen lit up. Down, diagonally up and diagonally down again slid my fingers as I slowly unlocked his phone. I could hear my own breathing as I looked at the message screen again, my number saved as “Darling”.
I decided to look at other parts of his phone. Fingers trembling ever so slightly, I mustered the courage to open his pictures folder. I was amazed by the number of pictures he has – of me. He took many of them, others taken from Facebook. He cropped away parts of some photos where there was someone else in it. It seemed like I was the only one of interest to him.
I scrolled through the pictures slowly and memories came flooding back. He was there when I went to school, leg wrapped up in a bandage. He went to the canteen to buy me food every day until I got well, even though we were in different classes, even though I told him I could manage. There were also pictures taken during Valentine’s Day where he bravely walked into my class before lessons started to give me a small snow globe that he made.
We were too, together when we got a gold for SSEF, when it was announced that we were going to ISEF. It was as though he was always in my life, any time I needed him. But… Do I consider him to be someone I would date?
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Grounded Eagle
Be careful when posting pics of the girls….. FYI posting underage girls nudie pics IS an offence too.
Thanks bro for your kind concern. None of the pics are nude la.
My POV
The reception called to wake me up half an hour before we were supposed to go for breakfast, just as I requested. I was barely awake when I heard a soft knock on my door. I rubbed my eyes as I walked slowly to the door hoping that it was Rachel on the other end. At the same time, I was afraid. Afraid that she would find all those pictures of her in my phone and get freaked out. I was afraid that it wasn’t her on the other side or that things would never be the same again. I would miss the close bond I formed with Rachel in the past months.
I was relieved when I look through the peep hole before opening the wooden door.
Me: Erm hey Rachel, you’re early…
Rach: Yeah you slow poke! I accidentally took your phone back last night. Sorry. Here.
Me: Erm… Yeah you did. Thanks for bringing it back. Err… I’ll get changed and meet you downstairs?
Rach: Yup, guess so. Erm, can I come in?
I stepped aside and allowed Rachel into the room. The ever confident me was reduced to stammering in front of Rachel but she still seemed so calm and composed. She made no mention of what happened last night and I walked into the bathroom to wash up.
I heard the sound of zippers while I was brushing my teeth. My clothes for the day were laid out for me on the bed when I walked out of the large toilet. Rachel was sitting beside them smiling as I picked them up and walked back into the toilet to change. ‘So that’s what it feels like having a girlfriend?’
Rachel was waiting outside to put on my Kelly Lock cufflinks onto my white EA shirt. It was a classic scene from any love movie where I stood in front of the mirror while she wrapped her hands around me from behind, tying my contrasting Maroon coloured Hermes tie. She struggled with it a little before getting it right and I slipped into my GA shoes before walking towards the door.
Rachel was dressed in a black lacy Ted Baker dress and matching black heels from a brand I don’t recognise. She also carried with her my GA made to measure suit and walked hand in hand with me down to the buffet restaurant where our teachers were waiting. She released my hand and passed me my suit only when the lift stopped and we walked out so that our teachers would not be aware of our on-going relationship.
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Spud_Boy
nice story…
I think u can do a movie with all the commercial gain from retailers… all branded stuff… wah…
I’m not that good la haha. Thanks for the complement though. hmm I use short forms and you still can tell? Not bad.
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lonelyger
Hi kor, anymore nice story from you and coffeebean kor kor?
Have… Look at my signature
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zerotohero
Cute girl. “Elite” JC with SSEF. Branded stuff…
Bro, you’ve really set the difference between the have’s and the have-not’s! Keep it coming! With more of pretty Rachel I hope!
They’re all there for a reason. You’ll understand as the story develops further.
and I like to use brands to make it easier for the reader to be immersed in the story. Like 7D instead of just Camera. I hope it works…
Rachel went into my room with me immediately after dinner at LA Live. I watched as she slowly slipped off her heels revealing her size 7 feet red from all the walking and standing. At least her heels were worn in enough that they didn’t cause blisters to form.
I went to the ice machine outside to get a bucket of ice and slowly slid an ice cube around Rachel’s aching feet. There were times where I had to prevent myself from bending forward to lick her feet, redolent of her sweat after a whole day outside.
Rachel smiled at me in appreciation and walked to the toilet after she was done. I walked to the mini fridge to open a can of coke for each of us so that we could make full use of the ice remaining in the bucket. I just poured the coke into the tall glasses when she came out.
Rach: I accidentally stained my panties after I peed into it a little just now. Don’t mind I threw it into the pad bin.
Me: Erm… Don’t really mind. There’s a pad bin? O.o
Rach: You obviously didn’t look carefully.
Me: Wait a minute… If your panties… Then erm…
I felt myself blush, unable to ask the golden question. Rachel ignored me and took a seat on the two-seater sofa and booted up my Fujitsu SH. I tried to look up her skirt when I walked towards her, coke in hand, but her legs were crossed tightly together. I sat beside her as she logged into her Facebook account using IE and started commenting on statuses and stalking our schoolmate’s photos. I would take a sip of my coke before passing it to her and we ended up drinking from each other’s cup that night.
The moment my room door closed behind her, I ran into the toilet to look for the pad bin. I finally found it inside the cupboard under the sink after about 2 minutes and I opened the lid excitedly. There was nothing in it. My heart sank and I hunted around the toilet trying to find the elusive pair of panties to no avail.
I walked into the shower for my bath just as the phone rang.
Rach*in a super seductive voice*: Hello!
Me: Hey! What’s up?
Rach: Did you find it? HAHAHAHA
Me: Huh find what?
Rach: HAHAHA KNEW IT! LOL you didn’t think I would accidentally stain my panties and leave it behind did you?
Me: Oh lol you cheater.
With that, the line was cut.
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eeemen
She’s encouraging you to make a move on her! Waiting for the next follow up posts bro, cheers , ……….
Read on to find out!
Wah couldn’t find my thread just now thought it got deleted. Kok eye already from writing haha.
I went to bed that night with an incredible boner. No matter which position was in, my hard on would prevent me from falling asleep. I knew that I had to relieve myself somehow but the thought of almost having Rachel’s panties was too much to bear. I have no idea how I finally fell asleep but I did, until I was awaken by my phone alarm the next morning.
History seemed to repeat itself as I let Rachel in before I went to wash up and wear my clothes in the toilet. She was waiting outside to put on my Kelly Locks and tie as per yesterday. I felt her boobs press onto my back as she wrapped her arms around me sensually putting on my tie. I turned my head 90 degrees sideways and I could feel her breath against my cheeks.
She was so close I thought that she was going to kiss me. It never happened. She moved away when she was done with my tie.
We managed to convince our teachers to let us do some more shopping after dinner that day and we were allowed to walk around the Downtown LA area. The place was really boring and the shopping around Hollywood was so much better. Pity we didn’t have time to go back there. We did however go to Weller Court Shopping Centre that night which was a super boring place.
One teacher walked ahead of us while the other walked behind to make sure that we were safe. But that also meant that we could not hold hands ><. Anyway, we managed to find a Kino there
so we shopped for interesting books there. The store was not unlike the one in Singapore (actually I prefer the one in Ngee Ann City lol) but it gave us time to lock arms while we looked at the various books available. Rachel was really into those cook books but they were pretty expensive (to me) to be honest.
We got so bored that we took a cab back to the hotel (with our teachers of course) and Rachel came straight into my room again. She was wearing a knee length blue dress from Esprit and I could clearly see her blue bra strap showing from the dress’s thin shoulder straps. She walked to the coffee table and switched on my laptop again (I don’t know why she doesn’t just use hers).
I could see just a little bit of her bra cups as she bent forward to use my laptop as I sat beside her but I tried my best not to stare in case she noticed me. She seemed completely oblivious as she continued typing away on my laptop as she replied to comments on Facebook. Sometimes she would lean over to grab my hand but most of the times she just completely ignored me.
She walked to the toilet after about 15 minutes and stayed inside for quite a long time.