10 July 2015

Prompts Galore

Just found a whole bunch of prompts and decided to write something to some of them. 

#1 - "hey, we hooked up last night and it turns out you are my child's teacher"

"Mommy! Come on, we're going to be late" 

"Hold up, pumpkin" Nicki locked her car and ran after her four-year old daughter. She caught up to her and took a hold of her hand. They were on their way to see the little one's teacher; it was just a progress review. 

"And he says I could be a famous artist cause my painting are so good!" The excitement showing on her face with a smile. "He said I should put them in a mosem,"


"Yeah, one of those!" She nodded. "And lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of people can see them" 

"He seems very nice" 

"He is!" Nicki was anxious to see this Mr Graham, he seemed to be all Peyton would talk about. It was clear to see he was one of her favourite people, after her of course. 

"You want to do it?" Peyton knocked on the side of the open door. Mr Graham was sorting through a stack of papers when he heard the knock. 

"Come in" 

"How about you go over there and colour while me and Mr Graham talk, how does that sound?"

"Good!" Peyton ran to the other side of the room and sat at one of the small tables, pulling out a crayon from the pack. 

"You must be Mrs Sanders, it's a pleasure to finally meet you" 

"It's actually Miss Maraj, but you can call me Onika. Me and Peyton's father never got married. Thankfully" After receiving a quick apology, Nicki shook his hand and took a seat on one of the two chairs in front of his desk, resting her bag on the other. 

"Let's get started. Peyton is a very sweet girl, she's never a problem, gets along with all the other children" Drake stuck out the tip of his tongue to wet his finger to flip through Peyton's file. "Ah, found it. She is doing very well academically. She reads at a first grade level already, does she read at home?"

"All the time, she has her own collection. She reads me her bedtime story" She said and they both laughed.

"She has a bit of trouble with mathematics but it's not something to be concerned about, she's not the only one. But overall, very good. Well behaved and well-mannered. No problems in or out of class. You're very lucky. Do you have any questions?"

"Not that I can th," She was cut off by Peyton. 

"Mommy! Look at my picture!" Peyton lifted up her piece of paper causing the crayons that she was using to fall on the floor. Ignoring the clutter sound, she held her colouring up high. Nicki turned around to look at her. 

"Is that a tree?" Peyton nodded, a proud smile plastered on her face. 

"It's beautiful, baby. Are you going to pick up those crayons you dropped though? We don't like mess, do we?"


"Okay, good girl" 

"Sorry about that, she gets too excited when she draws something. She told me you said she could be a famous painter, you've really encouraged her. My fridge is more like her art collection than where we store food"

"A little encouragement goes far, so no questions?"

"I think you covered everything"

"Well it was a pleasure meeting you. I would love to chat more but I have another parent to meet. Here's a copy of her progress report" Nicki took it from him and gave him another handshake. 

"Peyton, time to go" Peyton finished putting the crayons back in their back and skipped her way to her mother's side. 

"I drew this for you"

"Thank you very much, this is going in a very special place" Drake smiled. 

"Welcome!" Peyton turned around to wave realising she did not say goodbye when she got halfway down the hall. 


"Hooray! Hee! Hee! Hee! Peppa laughs. Next time I will stay awake and I will see the tooth fairy! Hee hee. Finished mommy!" Nicki took the book and placed it back on the bookshelf. 

"Night pumpkin" Nicki pulled the covers up and kissed Peyton's forehead. She stood up and turned off the main light, then closed the door, leaving it open slightly in case of anything. 

Nicki plopped down on her sofa and picked up Peyton's file from the coffee table. She skipped through the intro page with all the contact details and read through it. Just as she was about to close it up, a folded note fell out. 

'This is probably very unprofessional, I never got to give you my number the other night, but call me' She turned the paper over to see his number. After saving his number under Mr G, she gave him a call.

"Thanks for not making today awkward"

"No worries"

"And don't think I sleep with Peyton's teachers to get extra credit because I don't. You just happened to end up being her teacher. I don't sleep with every stranger I meet either, I was just feeling myself a little bit too much. And it was my first proper night out since I became a mum, not that it ruined my life or anything. It's not like I was a big partier before, and don't get me wrong I love her with all my heart but sometimes I need a break. I will shut up and let you talk" 

"You didn't have to explain yourself to me. It's all good, plus I don't just give out my number like this either. You seemed nice and I wanted to keep in contact, in a non sexualised way. And for the record, I don't sleep with my students' parents either. I'm glad you called though, I thought it might have dropped out or you trashed it" 

"Oh no. I feel like a right milf, most guys leave me alone once I mention I have a daughter. Best to get it out the way before things get serious because no one wants to be dating someone and going to their house for the first time to see a little girl playing and the woman saying 'oh yeah, this is my daughter'. I know I would be out of there as fast as lightning" 

"You're funny. So what you doing?" 

"Getting ready for bed. I ran a bath for myself and I'm going to relax without hearing a child every minute" 

"Oh, I'll let you go then"

Nicki turned off the lamp and walked to the bathroom. "You don't have to. Being able to speak as I want to without censoring myself or downplaying my words is great. Hold on!" She set her phone on the top of the toilet and shed her clothes, and balanced her phone between her ear and shoulder as she sunk into the hot bath water. "So keep on talking, you had so much to say last time" 

#2- You accidentally broke my arm when you fell from a tree and landed on top of me.

Summer had just come around and everyone was making the most of the hot weather, especially a young teenager named Aubrey or Drake as he preferred. After living in a cold country, Canada, any temperature above 5 degrees seemed warm to him. So with temperatures of 80 degrees, it was okay to say that he was roasting. The exposure to the sun had made his skin burn so he decided to take some shade underneath the tree in the park. He had only been under it for a minute before he heard rustling, no carts could be seen, but he saw something bizarre - two legs dangling down. 

"Oy! What you doing up there?" 

The individual pulled the book away from their face to show herself. Their face seemed to be shaded but the long hair was as clear as day. "Reading" They spoke, revealing their gender. 

Drake stood up to get a better view. "Is the ground not good enough for your high ass?" 

"Obviously not. You won't know how good it is till you try it" 

"I'll pass, but do you want to get down?"

"Oh no sir. No funny business until we are dating" He shook his head, they had only known each other for a few minutes but he already knew they would get along, their sense of humour was the same. 

"How about you hop on down and we can discuss it?" 

"Since you insist" She put her book between her teeth and she swung her legs around so her legs were on either side of the branch and pushed herself up. The sound of a crunch made her stop in her path, she turned around in time to see half the branch snap off and because she was at the halfway point, she toppled down too. Oh fuck, she thought, this was not the way I saw myself dying. There was some much more she wanted to do with her life, she wanted to graduate, go to college, find the perfect man, have her dream wedding and have a stable job to support her family. Her book fell from her teeth and she closed her eyes in an attempt to soften the blow... But she felt nothing. Nothing extremely painful. Her eyes fluttered open to see she had landed horizontally on top of the boy.

"Some people catch fish, I catch hot girls" Nicki shook her head and stood up, brushing herself off and offered a helping hand. Drake took her hand and got to his feet.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry” Nicki pulled a grimed face and stared at his arm. His arm was bleeding a little and was bent in a way that did not look normal, at all.

“Eh, it’s fine” He tried to straighten it only to let a slight groan. “Maybe it’s a little fucked”

“I’ll take you to the hospital, follow me to my car”

“Well, today was eventful” The X-Ray showed that his arm was definitely broken, in two places. His bones had snapped just like a twig. He was given a cast and some pain medication and was sent on his way home. He seemed to be okay disregarding the consequences, but Nicki on the other hand felt beyond horrible. It was bad enough, she had fallen on him, but she also sent him to the hospital.

“Ice cream as an apology?”

“Is that a date?”

#3 - Stuck in an elevator after they fight 

"Onika. Stop being so childish, get back here!"

"Leave me the hell alone!" Nicki stormed out their bedroom and grabbed her leather jacket from the coat rack. She put it on and swung open their apartment door and bolted down the hallway. 

In the elevator, she pressed the ground floor button and rest her head against the cold metal. She closed her eyes, hearing the voice say 'doors closing' but quickly opened them hearing someone enter. 

"You couldn't let me have five minutes of peace!"

"No, I'm not letting you shut me out over some petty argument" Drake had run after her and managed to sneak into the elevator the moment the doors were closing. 

"I left because I'm done" 

"Are you seriously fucking with me right now? What do you mean by done? Done with argument? With me?"

Living on the top floor was not a perfect idea, knowing how long they would be in there and how far it was down. This argument was going to be long. "Just done Aubrey, you're stressing me out. Sometimes it's like I'm suffocating, I can't breathe!" 

The elevator started to shake and the lights began to flicker before they completely went out and they felt the lift jerk. Nicki was thrown to the other side and fell to the ground. Drake held onto the handle bar so hard, his knuckles were turning white. The loud sound of screeching from the it scrapping against the wall filled their ears. After falling down a few feet, it came to a surprising halt. 

"Nic?" He heard her groan and let out a sign of relief. He reached into his back pocket, silently thanking the Lord that he never left the house without his phone. He quickly activated his flashlight and shone around, searching for his girlfriend. He found her in the corner and crouched down her level shining the bright light on her face. 

"Baby? Can you hear me?" He ran his hand over her face and she flinched from the coldness. 

"I'm fine, just get some help" Drake stood up and flashed the light on the control panel desperately searching for the emergency call button. He held the button waiting for someone, he heard the pick up tone.

"Hello. The elevator is stuck, we were on our way down to the ground floor from the top"

"Okay sir, do you know what floor you're on?"

"I would say about 24, we dropped a few feet"

"And how many people are with you?"

"Just one"

"It is just a small malfunction with the system, so remain calm. We should have someone over to you within the next three hours"

"You can't be any quicker?"

"That's the best I can do, sir"

"Thanks" He abruptly hung up and sighed. "It's going to be a while"

He walked back over to his girlfriend and sat down in the space next to her. She moved and rest her head on his shoulder, Drake turned off the light on his phone and placed a light kiss on her forehead then leaned his hand on hers. Surrounded by darkness, they just sat and listened to each other breathe.

"I'm sorry" Nicki murmured breaking the echoing silence.


"No!" She lifted her head and looked at him. "I'm such a bitch, especially to you and you really don't deserve it. Sometimes I get really mad at myself for fucking things up and I take it out on you plus I'm beyond stubborn, it's unbelievable how stubborn I can be. It takes a lot of me to admit that I'm wrong or in the wrong but I know I was wrong this time and I convinced myself it was you which was why I stormed out when I really should have stopped and talked about it calmly and rationally. And if I'm being honest, I didn't even know what we were arguing about after the first five minutes. But bottom line, I'm really sorry" She chewed on her lip waiting for his response. She didn't get one,. Drake reached out and used his thumb to pull her lip from her teeth and kissed her softly. 

"I accept your apology"

"Thank you, and now your turn"

"But you just admitted that... Sorry"

"Mmm hmm" She leaned in and kissed him again. It had been way too long since they had last kissed, not considering the one they just shared. She was addicted to the taste of his lips and to kissing him. They didn't argue a lot but the aftermaths always made her happy. Her legs were now on either side of him while her hands were on his shoulders and his hand resting on her lower back. She moaned when his hands moved further down and smack her ass. Her hands moved to above his head on the elevator wall in the same time he placed kisses all over her neck and sucked her weak spots. They were too occupied to realise that the lights had turned back on.

"What was that?" Nicki whipped her head around to see that the elevator was now moving and was making its way down. 


She swiftly got off of him and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She wiped away the tears stains from the tears she didn't know she shed and fixed her smudged lipstick.


Drake stood beside her and innocently smiled.


They were instantly met by a few of the hotel clerks and a paramedic who are all looked panicked and shocked. 

"We're fine, don't worry" Drake squeezed Nicki's hand and winked at her which made her blush and look down. 

#4 - Both are actors/tresses playing each other's love interests. (I wrote this one before as an oneshot without the prompt but never fully completed it)

Her hands sliding down her body, grasping the end of her shirt, she lifted it up exposing her naked form. She felt his lips kissing down her neck. Her hands moved up, pinching her nipple and kneading her left breast. One of his hands was unbuttoning her jeans and the other was touching her unattended boob, simultaneously pleasuring her. A gasp escaped her feeling his hand grace her underwear and a finger rubbing her opening. Her back arched off the bed, the grip on her breast tightening as his hand came into contact with her slit. Wet kisses on her stomach and his eyes watching her move with closed eyes and panted breaths. Her head was thrown back with her mouth open.

"Hmm" Her hips moved to the rhythm of her fingers, imagining his instead of her own, and a thumb circling her right nipple arousing her even more. She spread her legs to give herself more access, moaning in pleasure and desperation for a release. The movement of her fingers stopped. Nicki huffed, staring blankly straight ahead of her. Her hand still in her jeans and sweat forming on her forehead. 

"And cut!" Nicki snapped out of her trance, blinking rapidly. Someone ran onto the set, handing her a wet wipe for her hands, giving one to her co-star too. After cleaning her hands, she put a hand up for Drake to high-five. Somehow the noise from the film crew, producers and directors included, had been blocked out.

"That was pretty intense. I don't know how explicit this film is going to get but I'm looking forward to it, I didn't make you uncomfortable did I? That was my first time masturbating in a way, how do women do that on a regular? That wasn't even real and I'm exhausted" She laughed.

He jokingly fanned himself using his shirt. "It looked real to me, I was getting a little hot under the collar" 

"Shut up!" 

"Them moans were hot though" Nicki blushed, looking away from him. Thankfully, their director, Derek walked over after overlooking their scene.

"You two should be proud of yourself! The build-up, Drake's appearance, Nicki's delivery... Just amazing. Something told me that putting you two together would be a good idea and I was right. Opposites do attract. But again, good job"   

Drake smiled at both Nicki and Derek and Nicki nervously chewed her bottom lip. It confused her that she was suitable for a role like that, her character was a teenager who was going through that hormonal stage where her life revolved around sex. The film was about her character's journey trying to stay on top of her school work, manage a part time job and trying to be sexually active like her peers. It was more of a comedy than a sexual film, but it did have a few explicit scenes that were a mix of imagination and real life. 

Nicki had only starred in family oriented films and children's films, she wanted to make films that anyone could watch. So when her agent told her about this film, she was very hesitant. Would it ruin her clean profile? How would her audience react? Then she realised the change might be good for her. Whilst Drake had probably starred in all movie genres, but was most known for his action roles. Most of his roles involved him being dark or having a mysterious hidden attire. This film was a no brainer for him, plus hearing that Onika Maraj was his love interest, he was even more willing to accept the role. Who wouldn't want to be her love interest? She was beautiful, stunning even. She seemed so innocent and genuine, well that was what she gave up and yet he had not seen anything opposite. Her down to earth personality was a turn on and so was her ambition and work-ethic. They immediately clicked at the table read and had hung out once or twice off-set. 

"We're going to shoot the meet up scene next, you can take a break while we make some changes and everything. I want you back by," He quickly glanced at his watch and calculated how long it would take. "7:10, on the dot" 

"Break! Except you guys" Nicki stood up and buttoned back up her jeans and Drake made an exit soon followed by her. Being made to wear tight fitted jeans for 2 hours were pure torture, Nicki felt like her blood circulation had been temporarily cut off so the moment her dressing room door closed she stripped down. By the time on the clock on the wall, it was 6:12 so she could fit a quick thirty minute nap in before she had to get re-dressed. Since she was always cold, she had bundles of blankets on the couch which she wrapped up in and slowly dozed off. Somehow she ended up waking up at 6:50, leaving ten minutes to get dressed before the makeup artist came to do some touch-ups. She only managed to get her fitted skirt on and her bra on before someone was knocking on her door.

"Um, come in" Not bothering to turn around to see who it was, she kept her hands behind her back trying to hook her bra.

"You wouldn't mind hooking it for me, would you?"

"No problem" Despite realising that the someone was Drake not her makeup artist Grace, she didn't mind being semi-topless in front of him. With the scenes they were doing, they would be seeing all of him and visa versa. His soft hands brushed against her bare back, the difference in temperatures causing chills up her spine, as he grabbed the ends connecting the hooks and eye closure.

"Thank you, babe" She walked back over to the clothes rail, searching through the labels to find the top they had picked out for this scene. Of course, it would be some crop top of some sort like it wasn't cold enough, it had an off shoulder style. "Bloody hell, it's supposed to be winter and I'm wearing a summer outfit, Derek is crazy" She strapped up her heels and with a helping hand stood to her feet.

"You made me forget why I came in here in the first place, Grace said she'll do your makeup on set"

"Oh sorry, I was such a distraction Mr Graham" She said with a sultry tone to her voice that made his mouth water slightly. She wasn't even trying and he was ready to rip her clothes off. Knowing his eyes were on him, she deliberately swung her hips even harder than usual.

She walked outside to her cart and relaxed as she was driven to the other set. When she got there, she plopped down on her seat with her character's name, Talia Coffman, printed on the back, suddenly she has fighting the urge to sneeze and itch her skin. The perks of having sensitive skin. The whole makeup process was pointless to her, most times it irritated her skin and other times it got smudged and constantly needed touch ups. Only another 6 hours before, she could wash her face and be makeup free until it was needed again.

"Nice of you to finally join us, Winnie. Now sit down" Winnie came into view strutting in watching the guys swoon over her. It was mostly became she attached herself to every guy in the school, and was the school's eye candy. Long curly golden brown hair, a light brown complexion, green eyes and a body to die for. 

"Quieten down! Since you love to talk rather than listen to your peers and appreciate their hand work, you can go next. Yes you" Corey Brunett trotted down the three steps walking to the front of the class receiving cheering and woos. Talia rolled her eyes annoyed that she had to sing, she was secretly hoping they would not get picked on or could do it in private and get graded that way. they stood as far away from each other as possible. 

Corey gave the thumbs up to the band and grabbed a microphone passing one over to Talia. the instrumental started and they did a little harmony together. 

"Best friends and lovers, can't seem to draw the line between each other. What is defined means nothing to a brother. You just don't give a damn, that's why I think I love ya," Talia started singing, mostly looking nervous and shyly looking at the ground. as the song progressed, she sang while looking at her peers.

"...We can go to the movies boy, maybe we could hang out boy. Whatever you wanna do, cause I'm down for it. I'm down for you" When the chorus ended, Talia swayed along to the instrumental as Corey began his verse. 

"One day we're lovers, next day we're friends. Don't know where it begins or it ends. But let me tell you one thing going through a nigga's head; Most niggas just scared" He walked towards Talia singing the next part, playfully grabbing her hand. "It feels too good to be true. Every time I'm with you, I'm ignoring what I'm next to"

He interlocked their free hands and she turned to look at him. He sang the chorus like he was sing it to her. Feeling a little overwhelmed, it could be seen on her face, she removed her hand from his and took a step back. 

"I'm down for you baby" 

"Babe, I'm down for you" She sang back to him with the same amount of passion.

"Are you down for me?" 

"I'm down for you" Talia serenaded to him then repeat the line, this time singing to the audience. Together, they belted out the chorus slowly closing the gap between them till they were close enough that the end of their microphones were almost touching. 

"Maybe one day you find some guy that won't treat you like I will. Better choose up, better hurry up. Time keeps ticking, but you're my lover" Talia joined in on the final line. The song ended with them staring intensively into each other's eyes. It was quiet for a minute before a slow but gradual applause echoed through the music room. Strangely they were both panting. Noticing how close they were, they quickly broke apart and looked anywhere else but at their singing partner. 

Their teacher stood up slow clapping. 
"That was amazing. There was so much chemistry, the song was perfectly composed. I really felt the song, it felt so authentic and raw. Definitely in my good books and my top marks" 

Talia smiled and walked back to her seat slumping down. "You didn't tell you were doing a proper duet and tell me why you never told me you could sing like that" Her best friend who was sitting to the right of her said. 

"That's because I cannot sing" She laughed. 

"Lie to me again, bitch" They were too into their conversation to notice Winnie staring them down. Their class was dismissed and Talia shrugged on her bag and was making her way to the exit when a hand stopped her. She twisted her neck to look at the hand on her shoulder and brushed it off her.

"Whatever is going on between you and Corey needs to stop immediately, okay?  Hoes like you do not deserve to have someone like him. So back the fuck off and leave him alone" Winnie squinted her eyes at her, each word becoming more threatening. 

She looked behind Winnie to see Corey looking at her with pleading eyes. 
"Now you can listen to me Wilfred. It was just a song, the lyrics meant nothing to me or him. The purpose of the assignment was to compose a song with a partner and I just happened to have him as my partner. Obviously we had to spend time together to make the song and make it perfect but it's over so you can stop worrying. Plus you do not know shit about my sexual history so don't you ever call me a hoe because everyone knows every boy in this school has had a piece of you. And yes I do not deserve him nor does he deserve me but you have a nice day sweetie" 

On her way out, she took her phone from her bag and saw a new message on her lockscreen.

Corey B: Thank you.

She swiped the message to the left and quickly typed a reply as she walked to her next lesson. 'I did that for me not you'

Corey B: Is there somewhere you can meet me? Talia put her phone away and sat down in her seat, averting her attention back to her English teacher. 

"Michelle, can you read from where we left off and I'll tell you when to stop" A girl with long black hair pushed her hair back and flipped through the book and started reading. 

"She turned away, realizing suddenly that she had been glancing back at him too often. But this day had no ties to past or future-her thoughts were cut off from implications-she saw no further meaning, only the immediate intensity of the feeling that she was imprisoned with him, sealed together in the same cube of air, the closeness of his presence underscoring her awareness of this day, as his rails underscored the flight of the train" She stopped and took a deep breath, looking up in the hopes someone else would have to continue. Her teacher just smiled and nodded at her to keep on going. A quick roll of the eyes and she picked up from where she left off. "She turned deliberately and glanced back. He was looking at her. He did not turn away, but held her glance, coldly and with full intention"



"Read on"

"She smiled defiantly, not letting herself know the full meaning of her smile, knowing only that it was the sharpest blow she could strike at his inflexible face. She felt a sudden desire to see him trembling, to tear a cry out of him. She turned her head away, slowly, feeling a reckless amusement, wondering why she found it difficult to breathe. She sat leaning back in her chair, looking ahead, knowing that he was as aware of her as she was of him. She found pleasure in the special self-consciousness it gave her. When she crossed her legs, when she leaned on her arm against the window sill, when she brushed her hair off her forehead - every movement of her body was underscored by a feeling the unadmitted words for which were: Is he seeing it?" She whispered the last part and stared at the passage, looking blank. She folded her lips and rubbed them together then parted them. Her teacher made another student carry on.

The camera zoomed out showing a wide shot of the classroom and a smartly dressed woman walked in. 
"Morning, can I speak to Talia please?" Talia had her head down following the passage.

"Talia?" Her head shot up. "Could you come with me?" She removed her reading glasses and left them on the desk. She followed the headteacher to her office and took a seat.

"You know why you are here, right?"

"No but if it's about what happened in the library, it wasn't my fault" She bit her lip just thinking about it. 

"It's not about that but what happened in the library?"

"It was nothing, it doesn't matter"

"So your music teacher told me about your performance with another student, Corey Burnett, I think"

"The swearing was all him"

"I've let that slide but," The door opened and in walked Corey. "Take a seat"

"As I was saying, Mrs Campbell wanted me to speak to the both of you about getting you two to compose another song for a private performance for a chance to go to college on a music scholarship"

"Mrs Benedict, I don't want to pursue music in college"

"Well you can take it or leave it" Mrs Benedict shrugged. "They are scheduled to come here in two weeks, so you have until then to come up with something. And this isn't high school musical so no breaking free type song, we have a reputation to uphold. Do you have anything to say, Corey?"

"No, miss"

"Looks like we're down here so you two can go back to class, have a good day" Talia smiled and left the room followed by Corey.

"Tay, hold up"

"You do not get to call me that anymore" Corey grabbed her hand and pulled her down to the hall to the janitor's closet. "What are you doing? I'm supposed to be back reading that shitty book in English"

"Why didnt you reply to my text?" He whispered.

"Because whatever we have going on needs to stop, for both our sakes"

"I miss you, Tay. It's been, what, a week" Corey kissed the side of her neck, feeling her tense up. 

"Well Winnie will happily give you something so go to her"

"I don't want her, I want you baby" 

"Fine. I'll call you later and we can arrange something, no promises for this week though" 

"Alright. But we only have 10 minutes left of lesson left so there's no point of going, what do you want to do?"

"Lunch is next right? So let's take a longer one. I fancy a nice, big. juicy sausage right now" She peaked her out, checking if the coast was clear then walked out and he waited a few minutes before he followed suit.

"That's it, folks. We will resume filming tomorrow, have a good night. Sleep well tonight, we have a long day tomorrow" Nicki let out a sigh of relief, they had filmed for a good 10 hours. She was more than ready to go home.

"Night Onika"

"Goodnight Aubrey"


"You're a piece of shit" She whispered. He chuckled and kissed her, she lifted up her leg raising up her skirt at little more. She kissed him back, running her hands up his back and gripped the bottom of his shirt lifting it over his head. She hissed, feeling him enter her. They passionately kissed and Isaac pulled off her shirt. He began to thrust and she gasped, watching his sex faces. Between the time of her staring at him and his rapid hip movement, he had unhooked the front of her bra. He leaned down and pecked her lips, he placed light kisses on each breast and up her neck. Her nails slowly racked up his back and she cursed 'fuck' under her breath. Talia pecked his shoulder blade a few times and threw her head back, breathless. 

"Oh my God" She groaned and swallowed. "I-saac" She moaned. She felt his breath on her neck and heard his groans in her ear. His face froze and he panted, resting his head on her collar bone. Talia turned her head to look away and ran her fingers through his hair. After what seemed like an eternity, Isaac rolled off of her and she got up. Grabbing her discarded clothes from the floor and sat on the edge of his bed getting redressed. 

"You going?" He now had his boxers and jeans on. 

"Yeah" She turned around and crawled towards him. Reaching him, she innocently kissed him. "I'll call you"

Nicki walked through the door that led to her 'house' and waited for her cue. Derek’s hand came up from the camera and pointed to her. 

Talia opened the door and closed it behind her. She paused for a moment, then walked through the corridor. 

"Talia Brielle Coffman. Where have you been? School finished at 4pm, it is now almost 8pm" Her mother turned around on the swivel chair and pulled the lamp switch.

"I was out" Talia walked away and started to walk up the stairs.

"With that Corey boy?" She paused mid-step and whipped her head around. "Huh?"

"Your headteacher called me and told me about that performance you did with him, she also mentioned a scholarship opportunity you both have. How come you never told me that you wanted to sing?" She trod back down the stairs and sat down on the seat across from her

"I didn't think about singing till she brought it up, if I'm being honest but I will try for the scholarship but one question, why did you suddenly assume I was with Corey?"

"Well I figured you would be spending a lot of time together considering everything"

"Yeah okay, well I'm tired so goodnight" 


Drake sat down first and as Nicki walked past him to her seat, he lightly tapped her ass and wiggled his eyebrows. "With me today, we have Onika Maraj and Aubrey Graham from Something About Him" The interview introduced and smiled at them.

"Hello" They both said.

"I'm going to dive in and ask the question that has been on everybody's mind, how was it like filming those sex scenes?"

"Jesus. Personally for me, I was beyond nervous especially because the one where I'm 'feeling myself' was the first scene we shot. So it was like "Hey, nice to see you again" then the next minute his hands are in my pants" Nicki laughed.

"Yeah, basically" Drake laughed along. "And this was your first sex scene film wise, right?" After seeing her nod, he continued. "So I wanted to make it fun and enjoyable. The first actual sex scene it took a few takes because we were both laughing at each other unintentionally. At one point, she was on top of me and got too wild and we banged heads but it was all fun" The whole time Nicki stroking her fingers up and down his arm.

"The three scenes with Drake were okay because we worked together the entire film so I was comfortable. But the one scene I had with Michael, I was literally shaking and the one with Rachel, I was okay with because we worked together before and it was only minor"

"Now we've got the awkward part out of the way, how was it like working with each other?"

Nicki rest her elbow on the arm rest and put her head on her hand, looking at Drake. "No pressure or anything"

"It was good. This was my first romantic,  if you could call it that, movie that I have done in a while and I was blessed to have her as my love interest. She's very sarcastic and she's very friendly. She's a bit like a machine, off-set we would be making jokes, pulling pranks on each other dadada but as soon as she heard action it would be like she became a whole new person, very serious and hands-on"

"That was nice, hunny. Erm, he's a little comedian so we never had any dull moments. He made me feel comfortable all the time and he always liked to cop a feel every so often. Smacks on the ass and a sly boob squeeze here and there. I would love to work with him again, he's amazing"

"That's good. How was it like singing?"

"We didn't fuck up the song so it was alright. The original sounded better but we gave it our best shot. I feel like I should have rapped instead, spit a few bars. I would be a good rapper, I I could get a record deal with Roc Nation. Go head to head with Jay and Ye"

"Keep dreaming, baby"

"What would you say was the hardest scene to shoot?"

"For me, it was when Talia and Corey finally got together after fighting their feelings for so long and then they got into different universities and broke it off. It was hard for me because I could relate to it so I was very emotionally invested and all my feelings were real"

"I would have to agree. They were each other's first love, Talia liked to believe it was Isaac but i was definitely Corey. They had a real connection and also when a few years have passed and Corey spots her with someone new"

"What can people expect from the movie?"

"Love, sex, a little bit of singing and a roller coaster of emotions"

23 May 2015

Drinking and Driving [Part Two]

"Hello, I'm Onika, I'm 22 and I'm an alcoholic" Her eyes focused on the ground as she finally admitted her problem to herself and to the rest of the people in the room. It was sad to her that she was only a year over the legal drinking age and had to come to terms with her alcohol addiction. Her doctor had highly recommended going to an AA meeting, it was obvious that she needed help but it was like everyone saw it but her. And even though, she had heard some of the other sufferers speak about their alcoholism, it did not make it any easier. The chorus of hellos echoed through the room and Nicki finally looked up to see their smiling faces. From what she could see there was hint of judgement and it comforted her. 

"Would you mind sharing with us why you are here?"

She took a deep breath before starting. "I found myself drinking alcohol like it was water daily. It freed me from my problems but created even more. There was a point in my life where I thought why am I still here? And my alcohol use increased. Then 12 days ago, I got really bad. I drove myself to this ledge I always forget what the place is called and I was going to end my life, I had had a couple drinks before. My best friend found me, I don't know how, but he did. He talked to me and convinced me to go back to his. When I was at his, he offered me a drink and I had a couple glasses of one of his strong drinks. In that moment, I felt invincible and I ended up sleeping with him. We were both aware of what we were doing and that's what made it even worse. Afterwards, I realised that I loved him and my actions were not that of a drunken woman, I acted out of love for him. It scared me, it scared me so much that I ran away like I ran away from my problems. I don't remember much after that, but I woke up in a hospital room. I had had a car accident. No one was badly injured, thankfully, but I was to blame. A lorry had served into me because of my reckless driving and I hit my head pretty hard. My whole body ached and I had broken my arm, it's still broken but it's healing. In that hospital room, surrounded by people who loved and cared for me, I knew I needed help. I talked to a therapist, she told me that I was showing signs of depression, I'm getting help for that too. But I'm here because I don't want to suffer anymore" 

"Good for you, Onika" The group leader said and clapped as the others joined in. The meeting continued, other stories were shared. Some similar to hers, others not so much. Knowing she was not the only one having these sorts of issues was soothing. She had a chance to speak to a few of the people at the meeting. Discovering that there were not as bad as they seemed, joking and laughing with them even exchanged her number so they could hang sometime. 

She walked out the building heading to the bus stop, she hadn't drove anywhere since her accident. She took a shortcut through the car park only to have someone grab her arm from behind. "Could you let go of me, please"

"Sorry. You were walking so fast, I almost missed you" She recognised that voice anywhere. It was him. She turned around and hugged him tightly, he buried his face in her hair, breathing her in. He had visited her at the hospital but wanted to give her some space so this was their first time seeing each other again.  

"They told me that you'd be here, I hope it’s okay"

"No, it's fine"

"Well get in the car because I know you do not think I'm letting you take a bus home" She laughed and followed him to his car. Smiling at him as he opened and closed the door for her before getting in himself.

"Do you want to talk about it?" 

"Sure, why not. So it was actually pretty fun, I met some fun people and the meeting was helpful. I'm excited to go back next week"

"That's good. Now here's the important question, are you okay?"

"Truthfully no. But I'm getting there and that's all that matter right?"


"Wanna talk about what happened between us that night?"

"Not just yet. But when I'm ready, we can"

"How is therapy going?"

"Fine. She says I'm improving already which is good and the medicine she prescribed is helping too. Let's talk about you though, how have you been doing? What have you been doing? Are you okay?"

"I've been good. Just working my ass off and living life to the fullest. But I'm so glad you are okay, you had me worried sick. I don't even want to shout at you, but what the fuck were you thinking?! Driving and driving?!,"

"Aubrey please" She rest her head in her hands. "I've already had this lecture"

"And I don't care. Do you know what could have happened? Do you know how this would have affected your family? Do you know what it did to me? You have no idea! I almost lost you forever, I've felt you drifting away from me. Seeing you in that hospital bed fucked me up, the doctor said they had to resuscitate you because you stopped breathing. You died for a few seconds but I bet you didn't know that. You're fucking important to me, do you understand?" By this time, he was outside her apartment complex. He moved his hand from the steering wheel to touch her face, she looked away from him so he didn't see the tears falling down her face but he did. He used his thumb to wipe them away and feeling him touch her face, she leaned it into it and kissed his palm. He slowly pulled her towards him, he could feel her breath on his lips. He softly kissed her tasting the saltiness of her tears, it only lasted a second. She opened her eyes shortly afterwards, his hand still on her cheek. Both of their eyes were glossy with tears. She nodded, "I understand" 

"Stay with me" She whispered, after he kissed her again. 

He didn't say anything else, he didn't need to. He pulled into the car park and parked his car. She got out the car first and he followed after her. Nicki opened up her apartment door and headed straight to the kitchen, she made her and Drake a cup of tea, then went to the bathroom while Drake headed for the bedroom. Drake stripped down to his boxers and climbed into the bed, it was a good while before the other side sunk in and a head rested on his chest. He brushed her hair away from her face so he could kiss her forehead and wrapped an arm around her. "I'm picking you up from every appointment and meeting from now on"

"Okay" There was a comfortable silence as Drake stroked her back until she fell asleep and he fell asleep too. 

Drake stuck to his word and every therapy appointment and AA meeting, he would wait outside for her. He made it a tradition to bring her a caramel frappuccino from Starbucks to drink. 

"I'm Onika and I am now 4 months and 5 days sober" Nicki took a playful bow which caused her group to laugh at her. 

"And how does it feel?"

"So good, so so good" She happily high-fived her friend Sophie that was next to her. Nicki was the last member to talk so the meeting ended. 

She walked out the building with Sophie on her left and her other friend Layla on her right, arms linked. "So how about we go out tonight?" Layla suggested. 

"To the club?" Sophie said, the excitement clear in her voice. 

"Babe, did you forget where we just came from?" Nicki laughed. 

"Oh no hunny, I go clubbing to get a man. Just because I'm a recovering alcoholic doesn't mean I cannot hit up the drinking spots"

"Amen girl! A guy can offer me a drink and I will accept the d" Sophie reached over and high-fived Layla laughing. 

"Gladly" Sophie added.

"Lunatics" Nicki laughed. They were so deep into their conversation that they didn’t notice Drake standing outside his car with his leg up. 

"Wait, how's that hella fine guy that's looking at us??" 

"That's Aubrey" 

"Damn. You hitting that because... Shit!" They stopped in their tracks and looked at him.

"He's just my best friend" Nicki clarified quickly but reluctantly. 

"Friends with benefits, most definitely" 

"Shut up! He's here to pick me up so you two can go with me but I want to know all the deets. Text or call me, both of you" 

"We will!"

"Good, love ya" Sophie and Layla kissed her cheek before unlinking from her and walking off hand in hand. 

"Fresh caramel frappuccino" Drake handed the disposable cup to her which she gladly took with a smile. 

"I'll wait till you finish because I do not want a repeat of last time" The previous week, Drake had driven off straight after giving her her drink in the car and Nicki's drink had spilled over her, him and his backseat. It was pretty funny but the drink was freezing cold so they got an ice shower. 

"I agree" Nicki ran her thumb over his hand that was on the hand rest as she drank. She put the empty cup in the cup holder and put her seatbelt on.

"Another successful meeting?"

"Yes. I'm going to miss it when they say I've recovered and don't need to attend anymore, it's full of so many memories good and bad" 

"But you can keep in contact with everyone so it's good" 

"I know and I will. So what's this surprise you were telling me about?"

"It's a surprise so I can't tell you about it but you'll like it, trust" Drake put the car in drive and drove to Nicki's surprise. He got out the car and led her inside the building. He led her through the pub area through the back and up the stairs. 

"You go first then" Nicki shrugged and walked into the room ahead of him. 

"My surprise is an empty room. Wait, did you rent this for me? Because this would be the perfect place for me to make an art studio. Yes, I took up art. My therapist said I should find a hobby and apparently I'm actually good at it so boom!" 

"Why aren't you replying?" Drake pointed to the arch in the door and Nicki cut her eyes at him and walked through it. 

"SURPRISE!!!!!" Nicki was taken back by the amount of people in the room. Her eyes widened even bigger when she saw her friends from the AA meeting group there. 

"Fuck off! What is this?" She said over the group hug. 

"Your four month sober party!" Drake shouted. Once she was finally released from the hug, she took in her surroundings. There was a large table with about 30 seats, full of food with small buffets and all of her favourite foods. Balloons everywhere, tied to the walls, hanging from the ceilings, randomly on the floor. A massive banner with the words 'Happy four months sober!". 

Nicki sat at the head of the table which gave her a great view. She could see her old friends mingling with her new friends and it made her smile, and most importantly, she saw Drake at the other end chatting away and laughing. They had grown even closer than before, if that was even possible. They had spent more time together, it was like she left her alcohol addiction/dependency only to get hooked on a new drug called Aubrey. 

She must have eaten a lot because her stomach was super bloated. She felt like she was pregnant with a food baby. 

"Are you deaf now too?" 

"I'm sorry, I was a little distracted"

"I'll repeat myself, you have to give us a speech. So stand up" Nicki took the mic and straightened out her dress. 

"Um. This is my first sober party, literally. I don't think I've heard of a sober party but here I am. So it's been a journey, a long one and I've still got a long way to go but I'm hanging on for the ride," 

"Yasssss" Sophie cheered. 

"Thanks Soph," Nicki chuckled. "Four months is only a short amount of time but it's been the longest and most endearing three months of my life, I've probably achieved more than I have my entire life. My alcoholism was and still is a problem but through this problem I've made some great friend, grew closer to people and made some changes to my life that have had amazing benefits. It turned out to be more good than bad. So thank you all for sticking it out with me and supporting me and here's to me having a full recovery" Nicki raised her glass of water. "To my recovery" 

"To Nicki's recovery" They cheered back.

"Oh and thank you for not having an alcoholic beverages here" She gave a thumbs up and sat down. The gathering slowly came to a close and everyone was starting to leave. 

"I'm spending the night at my parents so you can go now if you want" 

"Alright" Nicki dragged him out the room to speak to him privately, she interlocked their hands. "I want to give you a personal thank you, for everything. I know it must be hard having an alcoholic best friend and you still stuck around and helped me even when I almost relapsed one month in. And I know we have been fighting our feelings for each other for a while but I'm not ready to be in a relationship anytime soon but if you're willing to then, maybe,"

"I will wait on you, don't worry" Drake looked down and smiled at her. "I will always wait for you" 

12 April 2015

Day in

She stared at the view in front of her, the side view of her boyfriend. He looked so peaceful. She softly kissed across his jaw line. With no movement from him, she kissed his cheek a couple of times. Unknowingly to her, he was awake the whole time and turned his face so she kissed him instead. Feeling his lips touch hers, she closed her eyes and slowly smiled. 

"Morning" She said softly. 

"Good morning sweetheart" Drake pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her. The warmth of his body radiating against her body was enough to make her snuggle into him and fall back asleep but that was not going to happen since she had planned the day for them.

"Nuh uh, we have things to do" She moved his hands and rolled out of bed. "And on't think of going back to sleep, I said we not I"

He followed her into the bathroom and they brushed their teeth and showered together. 

Towel securely around her, Nicki opened their wardrobe doors and scanned around for something to wear after putting on her lingerie. She noticed one of Drake's hoodies about to fall off its hanger. Deciding She would wear it, she pulled it off of the hanger and pulled the material over her head, slipping her arms through the sleeves. Quickly straightening it out and bringing her hair up into a messy bun, Nicki walked out back into the bedroom and went to the kitchen, knowing Drake wouldn't be ready for a while. She knew he would wake up if he smelt her cooking so she cracked two eggs on the side of the pan and opened them. it wasn't long before hands sneaked around her waist and she was thrusted forward. 

"Babe?" She was humped from different directions.  "If you're not going to help, sit down" She served two plates of sunny sides up and toast. With Nicki finishing first, she change her clothes and left the cleaning up to Drake which he didn't mind. He walked up the stairs and heard Nicki singing from one of the spare rooms. 

"...my place, my heart is away. All I can think of is, we should get married. We should get married," 

"Just wait on it" Drake said causing her to stop and turn around and smile at him. She looked so cute in her baggy dungarees with purple paint smudged across her cheek. Drake walked over to her and licked his thumb wiping it off. 

"So is this what we're doing today?" 

"And more but mainly this. So grab a paint brush and get to work" He started painting the wall opposite her. He painted half of the wall and sat down on the plastic sheet that was on the floor. Nicki was too focussed to notice that he was now sitting on the floor and had stopped working so he grabbed the paint can, coated his brush in the paint and whipped it back sending the paint flying.

"Oh. My. God" She slowly turned around with a shocked expression on her face and Drake laughed knowing it had hit her. And again, she had managed to paint part of her face. If it wasn't for the sheets on the floor, the carpet would have been ruined and Nicki would have killed Drake literally.

"You little shit" Nicki said before flinging her paint brush back letting the paint hit his face and laughed. He had to laugh too, her laugh was infectious but the laughter didn't last for long. Drake straightened his face and squinted his eyes at her. "Baby girl, you shouldn't have done that"

"I'm shaking in my boots" She mocked and went back to painting the wall. Big mistake. The moment she did, Drake threw the contents of his paint can at her. 

She didn't have time to get him back because another large splodge of paint hit her front. Now one side of her was purple and the other side was green and her nicely painted wall ruined, all within a matter of five minutes. 

"Candid moment" Drake grabbed his iphone out of his backpocket and snapped a picture of her with a small frown on her face and her arms across her chest. 

Champagnepapi: My work of art.