Fierce as Fire

As you stare, her hips bob to one side, jamming her perfect ass at an upward angle and drawing a hypnotizing curve along her torso.

With suddenness, she shuts the fridge and turns a 180 on her heel. On her face is a bored look. "Fuck. What are you doing here... little twerp."

As kids, you and Andrew had always hated Eva, and she had hated you two. That hadn't cooled off at all during your freshmen year of high school, when she was a junior. Eva had a classic, popular hot-girl vibe and she loved to be cruel with it.

She's never failed to make fun of you in front of friends at school. She'd loudly call you out as 'Andrew's cute little girlfriend.' She'd insert herself into your conversations to interrupt and mock you. She always seemed to be right there whenever you were talking to a girl. She never failed to put you down when she saw you with someone, telling them not to waste their time on you.

You always feel a twinge of embarrassment just for existing next to her. Likely that's because of the conditioning she's set by putting you down so much, but also because of her unfair attractiveness. It was inhuman.

But you just got done plowing her goddess mother, upstairs.

And, you realize, she must have heard it.

"The fuck are you staring at me for?"

Once she realizes that Mr. O'Brien isn't home she'll know that it was you up there.

She starts walking towards you as a grin spreads across your face. "OK creeper. Wanna let me pass so I can go to my room?" Eva's room is upstairs, too.

"What are you doing here?" You ask flatly. You're happily surprised with the firmness of your voice.

She rolls her eyes and gives you an 'oh please' look. "It's my house."

"Sure, but you don't stay here."

"I have a break from college."

"And you're just showing up without saying anything to your mom?"

After a couple seconds her face turns to disgust, "what the hell? Who do you think you are?" In a rush she steps up to your face and crowds you, "you think you can stand between me and my room and fucking _interrogate _me?"

You steel yourself, and refrain from so much as flinching. "Yeah. I'm curious. Partying or... something?" You find you voice faltering just a little now. Damn it.

Her eyes lock with you for a long moment. "Get. Out. Of. MY WAY!" She puts her hands forward and shoves you. Her strength surprises you and you're knocked off balance. You sprawl out on the stairs and she simply walks over you, stepping on your hands and not at all narrowly grazing your scalp with her heel as she does. "Mrghf. Fuck!" You shout.

She wastes no time making the rest of her way up the steps, with you craning your neck to look after her.

Her door opens and slams behind her.

You look down to see the tent you've pitched.

You wonder if Kelly was ever like her.

Damn, she is fierce.