He seems like a nice history teacher, funny young, charming, actuallly good at making the classes interesting, But is that everything? or does he hide things that shouldn't be said.
The doorbell rang and I open the front door to see Barford standing in front of it ''You ready?'' he says and I nod whispering ''Why did you come to my door, what if my parents find out? Couldn't you just text?'' ''Don't worry, just take your damn jacket before we get noticed!'' he said teasingly and I take my jacket and walk to the car opening the door and I sit down next to Jamy on the backseat. ''Long time no see'' Jamy said and I laugh ''Yes indeed'' I answer back. ''Guys don't act like you haven't seen each other in ages, it has only been 5 hours'' Barford said looking at us through the little mirror connected to the roof. ''Sorry mr. Barford'' I said joking again and he looks at me quite stern. I almost choke on my saliva because of that look, I cough and try to say ''I'm sor- I mean Pascal'' the guys laugh and we drive away.
We arrive and step out of the car and Jamy says " I got a joke, okay so, My wife asked me: //Shall we go bowling or stay cozy home?\\ I replied: //I am sick of putting my fingers in holes that everyone has touched with their sweaty hands. Let's go bowling!\\'' We laugh and I push him to the side as we walk towards the building. We are inside and Jamy and I take off our jackets as Pascal asks which bowling alley we can use. Pascal walks to the alley and we follow him. I throw my Jacket at one of the nearby chairs and I run towards the little keyboard. ''I choose your names!'' I say excitedly. ''Okay My name is gonna be Miss sweet butts, Jamy is gonna be JaMjAm and Pascal is gonna be the old old cracky man'' I say and they both run up to me trying to delete their names but I saved it just on time. ''Goddammit Y/N'' Jamy said and I smile ''What's the problem?'' I ask ''Pascals names is supposed to be Crenky Ol' ol' Mjan'' He said and we both laugh ''Fuck yeah, sorry man'' I say back and Pascal looks on the tv screen to see who should start ''Who the fuck came with the name old old cracky man?'' He said looking at the both of us and Jamy says ''There is only one person here who always laughs at her own jokes'' I try to keep my laughter in and Pascal walks up to me lowering his head near my ear ''If you want to get punished tonight then keep going'' he whispers and smiles at the sight of my shivering at his words. I hit his chest and say
''Don't say that people will hear us'' he stands up straight and nods looking back at the tv '' miss sweet butts it's your turn'' he says and I walk to the balls and take one. I throw the ball andddd.. I miss.. okay one more time I wait till my favorite ball returns and try again. ''3 I hit 3 fucking pins'' I whisper under my breath kinda disappointed. I return to the guys who are already discussing how to fix our problem. ''Jamy it's your turn'' I say and he walks away. Now Pascal and I are discussing, this repeats itself the whole night.
I sit down in one of the chairs with my legs pressed against my chest drinking some cola. ''How can you guys get strikes the whole time and I can't even hit more than 6 pins'' I say leaning my head against the little wall behind me. ''Just wait, you will be able to get one as well tonight'' Pascal says and Jamy nods. It's my turn and I take one of the balls and stand in front of the alley. ''Okay, please make this one a good one'' I tell myself as I close my eyes and take a deep breath before throwing the ball, the ball swings a little but eventually hits them all. I jumped a little and Pascal runs up to me from behind, totally forgetting the fact that there are more people in the room, he picks me up and swings me around ''I told you ,you can do it'' he said and I smile. He puts me down and turns me around kissing me passionately. I push him away ''Remember that this is NOT normal for other people'' I whisper to him ''Oh fuck yeah'' he says and stands up straight fixing his clothes as nothing happened. Pascal stays there as it is his turn and I walk back and sit next to Jamy ''Look'' he said and shows me a video/ picture he just made of Pascal and I. ''Awh that's so cute, send me that!'' I say and so he does.
It's late and we are all back home, without a solution to the problem, but at least we had some fun. I was about to turn off my phone when I got a message from Pascal on Instagram. He has sent me a picture of his feed. I click on it and see.
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I smile and like his post, turning off my phone and going to sleep.
