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*knock knock knock* my parents and I were outside Charles home waiting to be let in for the dinner. His dad answered the door. "Come on in guys!" He said happily moving to the side of the door to let us in. "Make your selves at home" my mom and I sat on the brown couch while my dad was talking to Mr. Harper.

"Come say hi to our guests son" Mr. Harper said down the hallway. "He's just a bit shy" he said to my dad. The red head they were talking about over heard and said "no I'm not dad" defending himself. His dad put him in a head lock and scratched his head saying "this is my little boy Charles". "Come on dad! Stop" Charles pushed himself out of that situation "I'm not little" both of our dads laughed, he then walked over towards the couch I was sitting on. "Man he sure has grown up" his dad said looking at his not so little boy. My mom nudged me then raised her eyebrows three times looking in my eyes. "Don't embarrass me mom" I said to her in a stern whisper. We all introduced ourselves since Charles haven't met my parents yet.

Strangely he was acting mature and very nice while introducing himself. He even was a little more nicer to me but still somewhat rude secretly so our parents wouldn't notice.

"Does your mom live here?" My dad asked the boy, "yeah she's just finishing up supper" Charles replied. I've never heard that word before. Mom walked over to the kitchen to help Mrs. Harper get ready for dinner, Mr. Harper and my dad were chatting, while Charles and I awkwardly sat next to each other on the couch.

"So." I said trying to break the awkwardness of us just looking straight forward at out parents. He ignored me as usual. I lean forward sick of his behavior looking into his eyes "what's your problem with me?" I ask him in a stern tone. He looked at me surprised. "Nothing" is all he said now looking forward. I situate myself so my face is in front of his but far enough away so it wasn't weird. "You have a problem with me and I'd like to know what I did to you." We were quiet enough so our parents wouldn't hear us whispering.

He leaned back looking in my eyes finally and said "I- I'm just" "I- I'm just what?" I mocked. "Nothing! Jeez leave me alone" and with that he stood up to go sit at the dinner table filled with delicious food.

Everyone had already sat down so the only seat left for me is next to Charles. I may be annoying but I really want to know what his problem was with me. I look over at my mom and she winks at me like she's my best friend in high school. "Stop" I mouthed to her.

Charles POV

I began to eat the delicious steak my mom made us for dinner. I try not to look at the girl sitting next to me knowing I'd make awkward eye contact with her. She picks up her knife and fork then begins to cut the steak, while on the other hand I just eat it off my fork. We are so different in some ways. She's more polite and has good manners then there is me with not so good manners, and a snarky attitude. I admit I'm snarky towards her but she just intimidated me so much I couldn't help it.

When I first saw her today she was wearing a short white skirt with a white loose long sleeve top. Not many people wear that out here but I like it. It's pared with white socks up to her ankle and white vans. Then there is me with huge white baggy pants on with a black long sleeve shirt, and a blue plaid button up shirt over it.

Shay was talking about herself to my parents. I look over at her and notice her skirt was really high up on her thighs. I make sure nobody notices me side eyeing her and keep checking her out every five seconds. My sixteen year old hormones are taking over me. "Are you okay son?" My mom asked. Everyone's eyes were on me, I guess my face looked a bit different or she caught me looking at her thighs but I try to play it cool. "Yeah I'm fine" I look at her with a smile and lean forward to take a bite out of my mashed potatoes.

The girl that's making my hormones rage bumped my shoulder, we make eye contact while she smiled at me. I let out a little smirk then continue to eat my potato's. Did she catch me too?

"Do you two have any classes together?" My dad asked breaking the awkward silence with the only sounds were silverware and chewing. "Yeah" I said short and simply. Shay looked over at me with a smile then said "yeah we have English together. We sit next to each other actually." She said. "Oh cool!" Her mom said while smiling at us both.

Once again I checked to make sure no one was looking, my eyes darted over to her thighs. She pulls her skirt down slowly, I look up to meet her eyes and she was glaring at me. Shit. I then begin to feel something get bigger making my pants feel tighter. Fuck I'm getting a boner. My dirty mind takes over me when I don't want it to. I look down and see a bulge through my pants, I then pull my shirt over it to make it not visible.

I wiggle around a lot because of how uncomfortable it is trying to act cool as possible like I don't have a raging boner from the girl sitting next to me. I'm so turned on I have no choice but to excuse myself.

Shay POV

Noticing Charles wiggling around, making weird faces, and some little noises here and there I begin to worry about him. Before I could ask if he's alright he said "excuse me" he got up pulling his shirt down a lot while walking to the bathroom. My parents and his parents were looking at each other with weird faces like they knew something was up. When he was squirming around we all looked at each other knowing he was acting strange.

It's like his dad knew what was happening because he looked back at his food then shook his head lightly. What in the world was his problem?

We all continue to eat and have small talk for a few minutes until I notice Charles walking towards the table looking completely relaxed. He sat down next to me and I ask "you okay?" He nodded with a little smile then continued to eat his dinner. While asking him the question I can't help but notice a bead of sweat dripping down from his forehead. It's all starting to come together now. I knew exactly what he did.



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A/N
I'm going to continue this on in the next chapter. Hope you enjoy 🤍


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