Liz, with surprising agility, moved through the crowd in a bee-line towards Jesse. He was already getting back up on to his feet when she reached him from behind. Her hand shot out and grabbed a hold of his left wrist in a firm grasp. He gasped and looked up at his assailant, only to gasp again.
"Y-Y-You," was all he could muster, memories quickly rushing back of all the times Liz had bullied him. Now she was back in his life.
Liz didn't respond to him. Rather, she tugged him hard and made her way towards the side of the school, pulling Jesse along with her. He tugged on her hand, but to no avail, and even tried to dig his slip-ons into the ground for some sort of resistance. They were almost to the playground, which was empty as it was still morning, when Liz suddenly pulled Jesse forward and released him.
He was caught off guard, and after a few stumbling steps he ended up falling face-first into the soft grass. He winced and was prepared to feel a punch or a noogie to his head, but instead he felt her grab on to his right ankle and lift his foot up.
"We have unfinished business, Jesse," she spoke matter-of-factly while popping his shoe off with one finger. She tossed it off to the side and stared down at the uncovered foot. So soft and smooth looking, and practically glowing pink, her heart began beating faster. Why did this make her feel so funny? It was just the foot of a boy! And yet, some fascination caused her to do all of this.
Jesse's foot twisted uselessly in her grasp, and his toes curled and flexed. He was looking back at her with a mixture of fear and confusion. Liz was transfixed for at least a good ten seconds before she broke out of her reverie and grinned down at him.
"You know," she said, "The last time we saw each other, you had a very interesting reaction to when I touched you here."
She quickly stroked a finger down the length of his sole, from his toes to his heel. Instantly, a squeal slipped past Jesse's lips and his whole body jumped as though he were hit by lightning.
Liz's grin grew into one full of elation. "I knew it! You're super ticklish! Oh wow, if I knew this earlier, I really could have made things hell for you!
Jesse shook his head and grabbed a fistful of grass, worried. "W-W-Wait! Is there anything I can do so you won't do this?!"
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