The three siblings' story

A Date?

Melissa's POV:
    I was walking, hand in hand with Tyler. We went to the bleachers. He guided me under them. "Are we even allowed under here?"

"No." He responded simply. "Who cares though?"

That was my first red flag. He was a bad boy, I couldn't have my rep destroyed. It was my first year at the school. "Then why are we here?"

"Just follow my lead." He pinned me to one of the poles that was holding the bleachers up. They were made of cement so the poles were rather wide. I didn't resist because I liked him. I enjoyed it. He placed his lips to mine in a gentle kiss. A kiss I'd never experienced before. He went to unclip my bra underneath my shirt. I stopped him.

"You alright?" He asked.

I was taken aback by this question. Since Brayden had raped me, I wasn't used to it. "Y-yeah, but should we really be doing this?" I replied quietly.

"It's alright, no one can see us under here." He smiled.

I let out a sigh of relief and let him continue. We made out for a while and his hands were on my chest. I didn't regret it. He tried sliding his hand into my jeans, but I grabbed his wrist and told him "no." We continued and he tried a second time. After that, he didn't try again. I appreciated that. We went out from under the bleachers. He was stopped by a few of his friends. One girl, she was beautiful. It made me slightly insecure. She has long black hair, blue eyes, and a cleanly slit eyebrow. She was wearing a flowing black shirt with some ripped skinny jeans.

"Hi! I'm Bri!" She smiled at me warmly and I returned the smile. "Melissa, right?" I simply nodded, being cautious because I knew nothing about her, but she knew something about me. "Tyler has told us about you." She stated plainly, still keeping a smile.

"Ah, I see." I didn't want to make much of a conversation, I was rather antisocial and didn't have many friends.

"Hey! Be quiet!!" I heard Tyler whine beside me. That caused me to giggle slightly.

"Soooo, Tyler, saw you two came out from under the bleachers eh?" A blond headed boy spoke.

"Yeah, what about it Jackson?"

The blondie, who's named must have been Jackson, replied with "Did you get a lil something?" He teased.

"Ha, no." I smirked.

"She let me unclip her bra, that's all. She wouldn't let me get into her pants." He laughed a little.

Red flag number two, he wanted to get into my pants the first time we were alone. I thought it was normal so I didn't take any notice of it.

"By the way, I'm his ex. I'm lesbian now though." Bri laughed a little.

"He must have made you realize that." I joked with her. Tyler shot me a playful glare.

"Heh, yeah." She stated simply. "No biggie tho, I'm glad I realized it. This is my girlfriend!" She beckoned a ginger headed girl over.

"H-hi, I'm Alexis. Alex for short." She seems shy in her approach. A bit like me. She shuffled her feet from side to side. Bri noticed her nerves getting the best of her and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist.

"Cutie!" She winked at Alex. "I love you." She smiled brightly.

"I love you too baby." Alex whispered to her.

Tyler wanted to go back under the bleachers so we said we were leaving for a bit. We made it under there and heard a deep voice yell at us to come out. My heart was pounding as an anxiety attack came on. We headed out.

A police officer told us to call our parents. I said my mom lived across town, and Tyler said his phone was about to die. The cop glared at Tyler. I could feel the tension. "You two can go, but stay in the student area or on the bleachers." We nodded and ran off to the student area.

I sat down on the grassy hill and Tyler sat next to me. He took my hand and looked at me, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Y-yes." I smiled.

"Heh, awesome! Would you wanna go on a date Sunday?" He looked me in the eyes. His pale blue orbs staring into mine.

"S-sure!" I exclaimed. I'd never been on a date before.

"Haha, cool." He smiled. Eventually, we had to leave. We took Tyler home.

Skyla looked at me and noticed my face was red, "who was that?" She smirked at me.

"M-my boyfriend as of tonight." I answered shyly.

"He better not hurt you." She growled.

"We have a date next Sunday. He'll text me the place and time." I explained to her quietly.

"Need a ride huh?" She facepalmed knowing I had mentally volunteered her.

"Yeahhhhhh." I giggled a little and she agreed to drive me.

Later that night, I got a text from Tyler, it read: "Let's go to the boba shop, 2:00 pm."

I simply sent: "got it," and went to bed. I was ready for Sunday.

(Haven't written in a while! Sorry!! Hope y'all enjoyed!)