A kiss, a slap, and a proposition

Kevin walked the still recovering Cassie down the hall, not sure of their destination. The hallway had more students in it than Kevin had expected, another side-effect of his earlier wish. He noted that he had to remember to be careful with any even remotely large scale wish. Adjusting to new realities was weird, to say the least.

Cassie came to a stop as they were rounding a corner, causing Kevin to come to a halt as well. The short brunette stepped in front of Kevin and turned to face him. Reaching up, she grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down toward her as she pushed herself up on her toes.

Their lips met, the cheerleader's quickly parting and inviting Kevin's to do the same. Kevin accepted the invitation and deepened the kiss, his tongue cautiously reaching out to explore Cassie's mouth. It was his first real kiss, but he figured he must have at least some natural talent for it, as the cheerleader pulling him toward her let a small moan out into his mouth and moved her own tongue to playfully twirl around his. The two continued their exchange for some time, not fighting for dominance so much as performing an intricate dance.

Eventually, Cassie pulled back, staying on her toes to stare into Kevin's hazel eyes with her own sky blue ones. Smiling cutely, she said, "That was for what you gave me in Biology." Stepping back on her right foot, she pulled back her hand and said, "And this is for giving it to me in Biology!" Swinging her hand forward while rotating her hip, she slapped Kevin hard across the face with **** of her whole compact body.

Kevin was too shocked to respond immediately. As he began to recover, he noticed that quite a crowd had gathered to watch him and Cassie. Bringing a hand up to rub his stinging cheek, Kevin tried to protect his cool by grinning and joking, "Well, someone's feeling better."

"I feel great!" Cassie exclaimed. She showed no further animosity toward Kevin, wearing a cheery smile that fit her face perfectly and bouncing energetically on the balls of her feet.

Kevin couldn't help but notice the things the movement did to her perky B-cups. They might seem small on a larger girl, but the bouncing breasts complimented the petite girl's frame perfectly. "I can see that," he observed, the brunette's infectious cheer bringing a smile to his face.

Raising her hand to cup Kevin's reddened cheek, Cassie gently stroked it, then gave him a quick peck on his lips. Locking her eyes on his again, she said, "Sorry about your cheek, but you've got to admit you deserved it."

Staring back into Cassie's eyes, Kevin smirked and whispered, "Come on, you loved it."

"That's what the kiss was for," Cassie whispered back, moving her face closer to Kevin's.

Still smirking, Kevin leaned down to Cassie's ear. His hot breath causing her ear to redden, he quietly asked, "So, you didn't enjoy doing it in front of Lauren at all?"

The blonde-streaked brunette's cheeks flushed slightly. Looking down, her short hair falling around her face to hide the small grin formed on her face from the crowd, she mumbled, "Well, I can't say it wasn't kind of hot." Leaning back to look Kevin in the eye again, she pouted and added, "There's a time and a place though."

"Just tell me when and where," Kevin said with a grin.

Cassie seemed to consider something for a moment, then nodded to herself. Standing up on her tip-toes again, she leaned up to Kevin's ear and whispered, "Room 204, third period."

It was Kevin's turn to blush, the implication causing his member to jump slightly in anticipation. Before he could respond, however, Cassie gave him another quick peck on the cheek and hopped backward. Spinning on one foot, she turned around and merrily skipped through the crowd that had gathered around them and down the hall.

Kevin stared after her, thoroughly confused. A kiss, a slap, a proposition, and then she skipped away down the hall like some kind of pixie. He'd known she was energetic, but Cassie could also really keep a guy off-balance. He chuckled as he watched her go; he couldn't wait to see what she was like in bed, or in an empty classroom.

Kevin sat his tray down on a cafeteria table and took a seat. He was already impatient for lunch to end, but wishing for it felt like cheating. The wait, the anticipation, was part of the experience; it was a long tease that would make his time with Cassie that much sweeter when they were finally alone together.

Kevin was pulled from his thoughts on the merits of delaying gratification by the clatter of another tray hitting the table. Looking up, he saw Hana dropping down into the chair across from him.

"Hey, bro. Watcha thinking about?" his 'new' adopted sister asked conversationally. Kevin started to formulate a response, but was cut short when she grinned and continued, "Cassie maybe?"

Kevin blinked a few times in confusion. "How do you—"

"She slapped you and then you two made out in the middle of a busy hallway," Hana explained, scooping up a spoonful of her mashed potatoes and swallowing it. Washing it down with a swig of milk, she wiped her mouth and continued, "Did you really think the whole school wouldn't know by lunch?"

Kevin started in on his own lunch to give himself time to think. Hana had the order of what happened wrong, but otherwise she had a point. Without wishing away the collective memory of the entire school, which he was hesitant to do after all the unexpected changes his wish for more relaxed teachers had brought about, his plan to bed the entire cheerleading squad was in danger.

He found himself wondering if Cassie had done it on purpose to stake a claim on him. She had waited until they were in a more populated part of the hallway and put on a big show instead of pulling him aside to talk things over. Thinking it over, Kevin decided that it was more than likely that she had put on a show intentionally.

Putting aside his own inconvenience, it was actually rather flattering, not to mention impressive. Cassie was more than just a bubbly blonde; she wanted to bag him and, within only a few minutes, had devised a quick plan to make the whole school think they were already an item. It just made her more attractive in Kevin's eyes, leaving him looking forward to third period more than ever.

"Hello, Earth to Kevin," his sister called out, waving a chicken finger in front of his face, "You there Major Tom?"

Kevin grabbed the chicken finger Hana was mocking him with and took a bite. Swallowing, he replied, "I'm not floating in space unresponsive just yet."

Hana scoffed, staring longingly at the half-eaten chicken finger she'd lost. "Could have fooled me. Anyway, what's really going on with Cassie? I know how much you guys love to play games," Hana asked, her voice subtly judgemental, with a barely perceptible hint of jealousy in it.

Searching his new memories, Kevin gathered that Hana had never been one for popularity games, much to Jess's frustration. The Asian girl preferred to keep a few close friends and eschew school politics. Kevin could definitely see the appeal; he probably would have done the same in his past life, if he could have found people to hang out with.

Answering his sister's question, he said, "We're... in negotiations. We're meeting up next period to figure things out."

"And by 'figure things out', you mean show her the rumors are true," Hana said, rolling her eyes.

"What do you—" Kevin began, before being cut off again. He was starting to notice a pattern.

"Even a nobody like me has heard the rumors about... you know," Hana said, somewhat uncomfortably. "I guess it makes sense to make sure you're compatible before committing to anything, but at school? Seriously?"

Giving up on trying to pretend he was going to be doing anything but fucking Cassie next period, Kevin shrugged and said, "It was her idea. What am I gonna do, say no?"

Hana chuckled and shook her head, "You're such a guy."

"Guilty as charged," Kevin replied, dipping his stolen chicken finger in ketchup and taking another bite.