Evan started to roll his eyes and walk away, not wanting to be caught between Amelia and whatever guy she was flirting with through him this time, but then it occurred to him that she was talking to him. He also noticed that his... well urges seemed to be stronger, much stronger, in his new body. He stopped and looked back at her.
"Hey, its all right-- I did stop kind of suddenly," Evan heard himself saying in response. He had to admit that he had never really examined in detail just how tight and revealing her outfits were, or the shape of her face, her lips, her... total package before. Then again, she never would have let Evan so much as look at her before without going off, and she certainly wouldn't have been trying to get and keep his attention, nor be trying to keep from being obvious while checking him out! "Are you OK?"
"Yeah," she replies, her eyes going over Evan's tanned skin, muscles, face, eyes, pants, everything. "Say, uh, I've got social studies right now, but its not like I really need to attend, since Heather really is into that stuff, so she takes all the notes and helps me with my homework, and, well, I know that's your next class, too, so how about we go and grab something to eat, and, well, talk and stuff?"
She's practically drooling, and Evan doubted that there would be much talking...
His train of thought was interrupted by a loud bang, and Evan peripherally noticed the the pair the fairly had played with were making out heavily on the locker. Sara and Mitch had moved off a bit and were waiting for him, although Sara gestured to her watch when she saw Evan looking her way. |