Lovise Holst-Mathiasen
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"Don't provoke me, Mathiasen," he said, looking at my eyes.
"Or what?" I grinned.
"Is it me, or is it getting hotter in here?" Timofey gasped.
We both ignored him, "Do you want to play?" I asked again.
After a second, he smirked, "What are the rules?"
"If I guess it right, I can make a move on you. If I don't, you do."
"I do what?" He purred.
"A move on me. You can't lie," I whispered.
"Try guessing then, knows-it-all, cuz if you lose, I'll be rough."
This time I felt my cheeks heating up, and I grinned at it, "You've had…" I tilted my head, analyzing him, "six girlfriends," his expression changed entirely from daring to confused, "two your age, two between one to three years younger than you, and two about two years older than you. You have kissed, a lot, your first kiss was around… 12 years old, you did not date the girl, and you…" I clicked my tongue, "hated it. You kissed a boy once, to try knowing if you were bi, since you knew you were not gay, but you got the confirmation that you were straight through that. You are also not a virgin, by any means, and you've lost your virginity at… 15?"
He went from confused to alarmed, "How the fuck?"
I licked my lips, "I have a gift. Did I get anything wrong, Joselito?"
"You spied on me, you, you,"
"Is that a no?" I baited my eyelashes.
"No," he gasped. "You got it right, but how?"
"It's my gift," I purred, pausing my hands over his shoulders and hopping over his lap, straddling him, bringing my hands to his and making him grab my hips, then surrounding his neck with my arms. "I have dreams of things that will happen, I am sensitive to the world, to the changed in it, and I can feel the potential of change in people, even if I don't know them. I can also read people and situations very easily."
Slowly, his hands grabbed my skin, going for my ass, "I've never heard of that, but did you mean it when you said I'll be in the top 10?"
A nod, "I do. And," he shut me with a kiss.
I kissed him back, pressing my lips against his, his tongue asked for space and I gave it, hooking his with mine, bringing my hands up to his hair. His hands gripped my ass, and began to caress from my hip to my tiny waist as he felt my body, then back to my ass, deepening the kiss further.
We only stopped because we were both out of breath. "Lucky."
"Lucky for… what?" He breathed.
"You took my first kiss," I grinned at him, nuzzling our noses.
"Was this your first kiss?" Jose gasped.
"Yes," I chanted. "People in area 27 consider me cursed and all of them stay far away from me, so, yes this was my first kiss."
"You gave an opponent your first kiss?" He frowned.
"A hot opponent, besides I enjoy enemies to lovers."
"Crazy bitch," he scoffed again.
"Does this crazy bitch kisses well?"
"Insanely well," he held my face with both hands and kisses me one more time, hugging his torso, I leaned in, deepening it and kissing him back just as hard, loving every minute.
"I can live with that," I breathed against his lips and he grinned.
"You better get top 1 or 2, so I can brag about this!"
"Deal," I purred, kissing him again.
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I think we kept making out for more 30 minutes, before I got off of his lap and sat between him and Timmy who was red as a tomato, my lips swollen, probably as much as Jose's. "Let me just get this straight, we are not allies, got it? As soon as we're there, we'll not be friendly, or do this."
"Sure," I brushed it aside. "No one will ally to 26, are you a loner?"
"I am, so what?" He snapped.
"Nothing. I know you will survive as a loner wolf, just don't mess with the people from areas 1 to 10, some of them will kill each other out of greed, that will make things easier. Don't go for the kid, I'll take her under my wing," then I side-eyed Timmy, "together with pretty boy here."
"You think I'm pretty?" He giggled shy.
"You are. You're in the worse position here, Timmy boy, and I have something for pitiful people, with all due respect. I want you around me, you don't have to kill anyone, I don't think you would have the stomach for that," to that, he blushed. "I'll do the killing, so, just stay with me, I know you will be useful for other things, I can feel it. My intuition tells me we'll be out there for 100 days, so they will all try to laid the ground first before killing anyone."
"And what is your plan, knows-it-all?" Jose arched his brow at me.
"Aren't you a loner? Why do you wanna know?" I purred.
"Just because," he rolled his eyes. "Not like I'll tell anyone."
Better than have him after my neck. "I'll kill the first three."
"You will do what?" They both gasped.
Laying down on the seat, I grinned at the ceiling, "I'll get the first three killings," then looked at my hands, only then seeing that those people somehow took care of my nails and polished them black. "Awesome," I mumbled. "Anyways, I already know who I'll kill."
"Who?" They asked together.
"Letters M, N, and O. Make your brains work on that," I said.
After a minute, where they were both probably counting the letters to see in which number those three fell (13, 14, 15), they gasped and Jose, being definitely the hot tempered type, let out a curse, "Aren't you being too greedy for the first three kills?"
"What's the fun in going for lower people? I want to hit them where it hurts, and out of the 28 of us, the top 15 is the most privileged. Areas 1-2-3-4-5, 8-9-10, and 13-14-15, are to be targets. 50, 31, and 28 years old, all males, privileged, I don't see why not go for them. Besides, this was the plan I came up with, that would result in our greater good, and doing that will also show those fuckers watching us that I'm not dying now."
Sigh, "Crazy bitch."
"Better than the three of us dying, no?" I turned around, laying on my belly, staring at them.