James

On a normal school day, you were heading toward your locker when suddenly James, whom you didn't know, rushed toward you. "Kiss me," he demanded desperately and held your hand, looking deeply into your emerald green eyes with his ocean blue eyes. "What?" you stammered at his request and tried to back away but met the lockers behind you. "Sorry," his low, powerful, deep voice made you shudder, and you felt his hand swiftly pull you in, and his lips landed on yours. Fireworks exploded in your stomach, and the kiss grew passionate with each passing second. He pulled back slightly to look down at you and stroked your cheek. "My ex just walked by," his eyes soothing your gaze toward him. He then let go of you, winked, and said, "Thanks." And as he had approached you in a rush, he disappeared just as quickly.