<div class="floatleft">(http://www.racecar.co.uk/uploads/rcnewsimages/chloe2010.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chloe Masters<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>None<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Senior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the cafeteria, being led astray by Carter...<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Carter<br/><hr/><br/>Giggling at the story about his childhood, Chloe tried to ignore how good Carter's hand felt around hers.  The merest touch of his fingers sent little shivers racing up her arm, and it was all she could do not to launch herself over the table and ravish him right there on the cafeteria floor.  She blushed slightly at the thought of tearing his shirt off, revealing what she was sure would be a pretty darn incredible physique beneath the superfluous material. What on earth did he see in her, she wondered. Surely he could have his pick of girls. Girls much prettier than she.<br/><br/>Her eyes followed his hand as he let go of hers, convincing her that she had been right to question his motives.  Why would someone as drop dead gorgeous as Carter bother with the likes of her?  It was times like this that she fervently wished she was thin and pretty.  Oh, she knew she wasn't ugly, and normally, she was perfectly happy with her curves.  But when the hottest guy in school was feigning interest in her, just for kicks?  Well...she wasn't going to let him, or anyone, do that to her again.<br/><br/>About to take her leave, Chloe was shocked when Carter reached over and kissed her. His lips were soft, but demanding, and she found herself kissing him back enthusiastically, her body responding to him instantly.  Her nipples tingled as they hardened, straining against the fabric of her bra, and her belly felt like it was suddenly full of hyperactive butterflies.  It was only a brief kiss, but it stole her breath and left her panting slightly as he pulled away.<br/><br/><strong><em>"When am I going to get to spend more time with you, Chloe? Lunch isn't going to be enough..."</em></strong><br/><br/>"Umm....."  Chloe couldn't think straight. Her mind was a swirling mass of delightful confusion.  Had Carter really just kissed her, right there in the middle of the cafeteria? In front of all the other students?  She was pretty sure he had.  And she was also pretty sure that their shared passion wasn't feigned.  She searched his eyes, looking for the slightest hint that he was being insincere.  There was none.  Not even the smallest trace of deceit.  Maybe, just maybe, that stupid pessimistic voice in the back of her head had been wrong. God, she hoped so. Because she was already completely smitten with Mr Carter Neville.<br/><br/>Pulling herself together, she smiled coyly.  "Well...I guess that depends on whether or not we have any classes together, doesn't it?  What have you got next period?  Or...." she leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially, "...we could take off and skip class altogether...."<br/><br/>Chloe couldn't believe she had just suggested they wag class.  She'd never wagged a day in her life!  But Chloe was sure that spending the afternoon with Carter would be well worth any consequences they might face.  There was a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she reached out and took his hand.<br/><br/>"What do you say, Mr Superhero?  Want to blow this joint?"