Afternoon Rendezvous - Amy Tags Miquel

[Amy Baker]

The day had gone by like any other day. Practice in the morning, cycle to school, getting a bagel along the way that's been slathered in garlic and butter sauce, the usual. But somehow, Amy felt like she was missing something. Was she supposed to meet someone? She wasn't so sure. So she went ahead with her usual plans until lunch.

Once lunch rolled around, she was finally hit by the realisation that she was supposed to meet someone. Miquel! Slapping her forehead with a rolled up fist, Amy growled at herself. They were supposed to have lunch so Miquel could talk basketball with her. They were also supposed to train with each other that afternoon. Ditching classes with Miquel was always fun.

She switched on her cell phone and dialed in Miquel's memorised number. It went to voicemail so she left a husky message as a gag. "Hey baby...thought we were supposed to meet. I'm at the canteen...look for me," she hung up in fits of laughter, glad nobody else was around. She then called him again and again got to his voicemail. Laughing, she began to leave her message. "Okay so obviously it's Baker. I'm chillin like a villain here at the canteen. Meets? Bye!" She hung up and headed for the canteen to wait for her ditching partner.

[Miquel Sanchez]

Miquel could not believe the odds that Little Amy Baker had moved to the same place he had. It was great. He had missed her. She was one of his best friend, that had not been involved in his stupid choices, ie the gang. She had been the better part of Miami. So when they made Lunch plans he was excited. It was like hell waiting till lunch, but what could you do besides fix the clocks himself.

Once the bell rang he went to his locker to put all his books up. He pulled out his phone to check for messages in case something had happened. He had two missed calls and two voice messages. He listened to both, laughing after both of them. Amy never changed. That was a relief. He made his way quickly to the canteen.

Miquel saw her back first and smiled as he snuck up very quietly and didn't talk until he was right behind her. "You never change you know that." Miquel said laughing. "Nice messages. i night have to save those and play them for you later." He smirked and tugged on one of her hair strands. "Where have you been this ugly day outside?" He knew where she had been, but the point of the question was not to get an answer but to be funny.

[Amy Baker]

Amy was just about to take out her music player when she heard someone sneaking up behind her. The strongly accented husky voice that rang in her ear made her jump and smile. She turned and was about to give Miquel a hug but thought otherwise. She laughed when he tugged a strand of her hair and complimented on her messages.

"Ah well, I try." Amy gave a mock curtsy. "Of course I never change you goof. Like I'm ever going to resort to trying to be a girl just because I'm away from you." She poked Miquel in his rock hard chest. God this boy had been working out. Concentrate, Amy. Basketball!

"Where have I been? Where have I been?" she jokingly thundered. She calmed down and shrugged. "Oh you know, the mall. There's this like cute little store that like sells cute little outfits for like cute little girls," she paused from her tinny Valley girl impersonation to adopt a more serious and exasperated look. "Who are obviously not me. I'm funky dude, you better recognise."

"Where else would I have been, uh? Rain's just water baby," she used the husky voice she had used to leave Miquel a message. "How've you been? And my Georgie porgie puddin and pie? It's been way too long since I saw him. It's been what...seven years since I moved? He must've grown!"

It had been way too long since they had last seen each other and good God he has grown.

[Miquel Sanchez]

"So you mean I am not the special one who brings the tomboy out in you. That hurts. It really hurts. I was hoping to catch you in a dress maybe a skirt." He smirked to show he was joking. If he ever saw Amy in a skirt of dress that looked too girly he would accuse her of being body snatched. He liked Amy just the way she was. "Come on Little Baker you know how much I love a good athletic body." He winked.

Little Amy Baker was not so little any more. She had gorwn into full fledged woman. A woman he had not seen in a while, and who aged very well. Cute blond hair, nice athletic body, tones arms, and he wondered what her abs looked like. Miquel had to relish what he saw. Cause she was cute. "Love the voice. Ever considered doing voice over in cartoons. You would make a good minnie mouse, or maybe one of the Muppets." Miquel said laughing.

"If rain is just water, would you want to play in the rain?" It was not a true question, he just wanted to see her reaction. "I hear white shirts are particularly fun in the rain." He pointed to his white shirt, "I have an extra white shirt for you." He smirked. "George has grown of course. He still talks about the blond he use to worship." Which was Amy. Miquel thought it was cute.

He put his arms on the sides, basically trapped her between his arms, but they were places on the window sill behind her. It's not like was was doing it on purpose right. "It's nice to see you again Little Baker. You look good. You grew up well." He commented. She grew up better then well. Yeah there was definitely something physical. There had always been at least a physical attraction between them. Tension could be felt every time they entered a room. That had been seven years ago. It's like it never left.

[Amy Baker]

Miquel's smirk made Amy blanch jokingly. "As if. You can't run in skirts or dresses as well as these tracks okay?" she patted her track pants which she had had since she was eleven. The nickname he gave her was something he started calling her back when they lived in the same compound.

She was a tiny little thing when she was a kid. She still remembered how her father had to pick her up off the floor just so she could do a slam dunk. Miquel started calling her Little Baker both because her dad was obviously the bigger Baker and because she was so small. It made her feel kind of...special.

Wait...was Miquel flirting with her? Sure she used to have a gigantic crush on him when she was younger but...was he responding to her now? Hell...it added more to her conflicting questions. She had been sure she was attracted to boys before and then lately she's been seeing girls in a different light. But here she was back to feeling a bit lightheaded and giggly about Miquel flirting with her. What. Was. Going. On.

She tried playing it cool and bumped her hips to Miquel's. "Indeed," she wriggled her eyebrows before smacking his shoulder for joking that she had a high pitched voice. "Dude! I was totally going for husky!" She exclaimed. One eyebrow raised up at the question. It had underlying tones to it and Amy wasn't sure how she should react. She knew what he meant but at the same time, he could always deny what she thought he meant. Innuendos suck as far as Amy was concerned.

"Haha very funny Miquel. White t-shirts in the rain," she narrowed her eyes. When she heard that her little Georgie porgie still talked about her, Amy grinned. "I definitely need to see the little guy." She was determined to meet up with Miquel's cute kid brother one day. Maybe over the weekend!

Amy backed up a step when Miquel practically pinned her to the window behind her. She was getting a bit antsy and admittedly a bit excited. His compliments made her cheeks heat up causing her to blush rapidly. Damn her freakishly pale skin. "It's...good to see you too, Micky." She gulped inaudibly. They were way too close for her own comfort. She pressed a hand gently on Miquel's broad and oh so taut chest and pushed him a bit so she could finally breathe.

"You...you grew up real nicely too." She bit her lower lip and chuckled nervously at the way too good looking boy in front of her. "You really should stop trying to tease me like this. People might think...differently."

[Miquel Sanchez]

"You would say that." Miquel said. Amy never changed and that was a goot thing. When other girls were in skirts, she was the one in track pants out running all the women in school. Something he always admired. He liked how she was not vain or shallow like the other girls. Amy had a good head on her shoulders. "Little Baker those pants look familiar." Which of course meant he had seen her in them a lot..possibly checking her out even.

Miquel was very much flirting with Little Baker, who had grown up to be a very hot little girl. He liked it. Of course Miquel was a huge flirt any way. So yes he was flirting with Amy. Why not...she was cute and it was fun and if lead to something then great, if not then it was still fun and she did not seem to be complaining one bit. "can you blame a guy for trying....." Miquel smirked, "George is who you want to see...that really hurts." He winked.

"Was that a blush?" Miquel wondered. She was pale and he could have sworn he saw a hint of red, but he wasn't sure. Her hand on his chest made hims give her a very wicked and seductive grin. "I am sure they will think what they what...since when did you care exactly what people think Little Baker." Miquel wondered.

"If you really want to give these people something to talk about then...I have an idea of something we could do..." Miquel's voice trailed off. He smiled at her. "It really is good to see you Little Baker. I almost forgot how nervous you could get." He engulfed her in a hug. A friendly, I missed you hug. Then Miquel placed his lips against hers. It was a soft, gentle, short kiss. "And a hello to an old friend kiss. I have wanted to do that for seven years." he said to her.

It was not that Miquel had feelings for her. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't but just seeing how grown up she was and the fact that seven years ago he had wanted to kiss her, he needed to kiss her. Let her slap him all she wanted, but he had wanted to kiss her, "I hope you don't mind I did that." He said his lips still hovering above hers.

[Amy Baker]

Amy laughed when Miquel noticed how familiar the pants were. "You know it." She shrugged. She bit her lower lip to stop herself from giggling at his comment about his little brother. "You can't expect me to want to see you can you?" Amy grinned wickedly. Their dynamic really hadn't changed one bit since they last saw each other. It's insane. But Amy liked it, she had one constant in her life. She was glad it was someone from her past.

At the mention of her blush, Amy frowned and punched him again. "No it wasn't, shut up." She mumbled but couldn't help starting a smile when he called on her bluff. Okay so yeah, she didn't care about what other people thought but this...this is way too intimate! Her relationship with boys was strictly personal space friendly!

Okay so she did like that Miquel was going all frisky business with her and all but...hell no more buts. She wanted attention for more than basketball and here it was in the form of a very sexy Spaniard who might or might not be into her. If it lead to something more than yay for Amy, she won't be just another female jock and maybe Christophe was right before...and if it didn't, it would make a good laugh for them in about a month or so. It was Miquel. It shouldn't be too serious for him.

When Miquel hugged her, Amy was taken aback for a bit but she recovered and hugged him back, liking the feel of his strong arms around her frame. It felt really good. Then the kiss came and she frowned when she didn't really feel that much of anything. Sure, her whole body froze and all but...something was missing. His admission for wanting to do that since they were still kids made her blush. They were still close, close enough for her to plant another one on him.

"I need you to do that one more time to make sure I really didn't mind that." Amy's voice was raspy, like she hadn't used it in a long time. She pulled him against her by his neck and this time, she tried to go full girl on him with the kiss. She felt her heart palpitate this time, something she was sure was an indication that even if she didn't have deep feelings for him, she knew she couldn't like girls the way she thought she did.

Could it be that Amy liked boys more than girls? She couldn't know for certain until she found a girl. But for now, she knew she liked kissing Miquel. She really liked kissing Miquel. With her hands buried in his thick hair, Amy tilted her head to the side to gain more access to his lips. Hot damn, he was good at this.

[Miquel Sanchez]

When Miquel had wanted to kiss her back when he was eleven it was to see what it was like. Kissing someone. Why not have it be a girl he had known for a long time. Now he wanted to kiss her cause she looked good, with her pouty lips and quite frankly he had been sorry he never did it when he was eleven. "Kiss you again...of course." he said smiling as she took charge this time. He did kiss her back. He wrapped his hands around her tiny body and pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss sliding his tongue along her bottom lip.

Now when you kissed someone else, this would be the time you might say okay we are dating now, thats that, but not with Miquel. If thats what Amy wanted fine, but Miquel had a feeling she was looking for some fun like he was. If it turned into more, then great, but in reality... a little fun among friends was probably what they both could use. Call it experimentation.

Who better to experiment with then your best friend. He had already taken the first step. They were both young and both trusted each other, so taking this to another level, such as kissing..maybe more...on a friendship level should not be such a problem. Miquel hoped so, cause he knew if anyone would understand it would be Amy.

Hell he had just thought of this right now as he kissed her deeply, with passion. He pulled back slowly, but his lips hovered right above hers. "Someone has turned into quite the good kisser. You taste sweet." He said softly. He placed a kiss on the hallow of her neck then looked back at her. "I think I am going to enjoy kissing you some more." He said smiling as he did just that and kissed her again.

[Amy Baker]

God this felt better than good. Amy had been kissed before of course. It wasn't exactly a good kiss seeing that the person who kissed her was kind of drunk and was passing it all around the party but the one she was sharing with Miquel...this was mind blowing. Nothing life changing of course, but damn...Miquel knew exactly what the hell he was doing. She wrapped her arms arond his neck, having to slightly elevate herself on her toes due to their height difference. not by much but she was a dwarf compared to Miquel.

The tongue across her lip made her shiver. Hell, this was better than ditching classes and talking about basketball. She could hear some snickers coming from behind them and she didn't even care. She also heard a few exclamations from a few people who probably knew who she was and what she represented and all. She really couldn't have cared less. The rumor mill could overload with gossip about her and Miquel but hey...she was having fun.

When the kiss ended, Amy couldn't believe how breathless she was as she tried to concentrate on Miquel's words. "Just shut up and kiss me again." Amy said right before his lips descended on hers again, muffling the last bit of her words. She sighed and practically melted into the kiss.

Did she have feelings for Miquel? Let's put things into perspective. Not too long ago, she didn't have feelings for anyone at all. All she wanted was someone to look at her beyond her female jock status. And then she discovered she couldn't stop staring at girls. Guys didn't very much appeal to her because they just viewed her as one of the guys. And now this boy doesn't view her as one of the guys anymore, that's why he's giving her the kiss she had been wanting to get ever since she discovered what kisses were. Does that all mean she had feelings for one of her best friends?

Sighing softly when the kiss ended, Amy leaned back on the wall and looked up at Miquel. "Nothing serious?" she tilted her head in question. She hoped Miquel would understand. He should. They knew each other too well not to.

[Miquel Sanchez]

"Gladly." Was all Miquel said before kissing her again. Her lips were soft and asking to be kissed. Of course now they were a bit swollen, but that made them all the more attractive. Amy was very attractive because she was not like other girls. That's what Miquel always liked about her. She had a way of being a girl and fitting into a man's world. Which meant she was viewed as one of the guys...but not to Miquel. He always saw her as Little Baker. His basketball playing friend, who could actually whip his ass on the court sometimes.

Now he was kissing Little Baker, plesant, breath taking passionate kisses. Did that mean he was attracted to Amy? Yes, but were there feelings involved? Possibly. Mostly all this was, was a kiss between friends. A kiss that was long over due. Miquel was not sewrious. He was young and he was a guy who liked kissing and doing other things. Did he want to do these other things with Amy....hell yeah if she wanted. Was it serious? No. Was it fun? Yes.

There was a difference and by her next statement slash question, amy understood the difference. Miquel looked into her eyes and rubbed her cheek with his thumb, "Nothing serious. Just fun. Fun between friends...if that's what you want...cause I want it." He told her. That was a bold move, but one he knew she would appreciate.

That was the best part about her being his best friend. Sure this could get into tricky waters but he knew Amy and Amy knew him, which meant they both knew what they could handle and Miquel knew he could hand friends with benefits....but could Amy?

Tag for wrap?