Abused for Love [completed]

26 - Coyy

When we got back to the classroom, I saw that there was only about fifteen minutes left. Jax taps me on the shoulder, "Hey your shirt is on backward." He says I look down to see he's right. "Crap!" I mumble. I look over at Carre to see her smiling. I smile at her, she blushes. "So are you guys back together?" Andrew askes. I look over at giving him a look. "Well, it's not official. But maybe, just maybe." I said smiling.

After class, I head over to Carre, "Hey, did you catch anything after we got back anything she said?" I asked her, she shook her head, smiling. "No, I couldn't really process anything after that." Carre said blushing slightly, I smiled at her, "Maybe next time you don't put on a shirt after our M.O.S. maybe, just maybe, I can do something for you. Like favor? After putting on your shirt correctly. Right?" I asked him, he looked at me funny. "What does M.O.S mean?" He asked and I sighed.

"Do I have to spell everything out for you?" I asked him. "M.O.S. What do you think it means?" I asked him. "Ohh, that makes sense." He said, "Yeah. I'm going to visit our favorite room during lunch, the question is. Will you be joining me?" I asked him. He smiles at me. He pressed his lips to my ear, "I would love to join you, as long as you don't have to hear any of it from Jax or Andrew or anyone else." He said gently, placing a kiss on my cheek. "Get a room, please." I hear someone say. I turn behind me. It's Andrew.

"It's not my fault she dumped me, then we had an M.O.S. before we got back to class. It was great!" I said to Andrew, Carre blushed a little bit. "Wow, man. IN the janitors closet, man I wondered why your shirt is on backward." Andrew chuckled. "Well, it wasn't necessary that the janitors ' closet. It was the north one, not the south, east, or west. North is a personal favorite." I said looking at Carre, she smiles at me. I looked over at Carre, she was blushing madly. I grab her hand and head to class.

It was lunchtime, my favorite time of the day. The class before lunch is the only class we don't have together. I think it's like...biology? Maybe, I head to the north janitors closet. "How are there four janitor's closets and I didn't know about them?" Carre asked me, I shrugged. "I thought there were only two. Also, I forgot to ask how the janitors owe you. What did you do?" She asked me, I looked at her like she was nuts. "I used to volunteer for them, like after school and stuff. Like, clean out the girl's locker room, bathrooms, boys locker room, bathrooms, teacher's classroom in the south-west hallway. Since each janitor has a wing and they switch every week. No janitor likes the east hallway because it's so cold and for a lot of reasons I won't tell you."

I pull her into the janitor's closet. I look around, it looks like him too. "Is this your closet?" She asks me, he nods. She looks around, there's only a couch in the corner, a computer, a desk with a chair, mirror, and a lamp. "Technically, it's in the north wing but it's across from the actual janitors closet. The teachers know about it, so do the janitors. I told the actual janitors about my situation and they totally understand so they gave me a room to stay."
She must've seen the blanket and pillow in the corner of the room, because she said, "So when you mentioned odd places, here and there. This happened to be one of them?" I nodded. "I have so many friends, only three know about my condition." She looked at me, "Hey! In the seven hours we've been apart, I'm considered a friend. How dare you!" She huffs and goes to sit down on the couch. "I can't believe you." She says, looking at me. A smiling playing on my lips. "Of course you're my friend, what do you think in the second part. Girlfriend. So by definition, you're truly my friend." She rolls her eyes.