''I'll meet you at home honey!" I chanted across the crowded hallway.
Becca instantly gave me a look of annoyance- she hated when I made our secret nonexistent relationship known to the public. She briskly walked over to my locker, books occupying her hands. She looked as if she was about to throw up since last period. She was hella nervous.
''Are you okay?" I sauntered, stuffing my mouth with a handful of M&Ms.
"Oh yes I am! Why wouldn't I?" Her hands going up in the air simultaneously as I took out another handful of the sweet candies.
"I mean why wouldn't I? Just that our youngest teacher- no! One hell of a sex God is going to take me on the desk in detention. I'm in some deep shit. Maybe the deepest shit of all deep shit in the whole entire world. Deeper than the shit laid by the whales in the deep blue sea! Oh My God! I need to pee and puke and probably even burst my asshole due the impact of the deep shit that I'm in. I need to go home. I need to-" She didn't get to finish that sentence because I pushed the remaining candies down her throat. What will cause sweet desire and happiness was now the source of mass destruction inside Becca's body.
''Get the fuck off the floor and shut the fuck up about your shit and the shit that is in the sea because you're talking a shitload." I extended my hand, avoiding the daggers that were directed to me from the pupils of Becca. She immediately jumped up avoiding my hands.
"I wouldn't be on the floor if some asswipe didn't throw the M&Ms down my now swollen throat!'' She screamed while rubbing the length of her throat. ''I think it went down the wrong pipe. If you feel my left boob, I am certain you will find them. C'mon feel it. Feel it!'' She began pushing her breast against my hand.
I swatted it softly and pushed her. "I do not want to feel your nonexistent boobs. Now C'mon. You have your hot boyfriend awaiting." I pushed her towards the door of the detention room, ignoring her protests.
"Hilary, I can't do this. I'm sorry but I have this thing at this place at this time at the-'' She stopped talking when she realized the smirk appearing on my face. "What? What are you smirking at?" She asked in frustration.
"You're scared. I can tell that you're scared. I can see it. Look at you- Badass nerd-no offense- scared of meeting your lover.'' She began calling my name and tugging my arm but I completely ignored her. "I mean, who wouldn't? He's hot and nice and he likes you. Just picture him, taking you on his desk inside that classroom. Kissing you, nibbling you, biting you. Imagine you screaming his name when he starts teasing with your nipples and-" I stopped at the clearing of a man's throat. I looked at Rebecca. Her green orbs widening in shock and horror. She quickly scurried inside of the room mouthing a quick I Love You. I slowly spun around just to come in contact with the face of Mr. Norman.
"Hilary, I do not like the way you were just talking about me. I definitely am not that kind of person." I said a quick apology which he dismissed. "No need to apologize. And please, call me Cale."
He walked passed me and grabbed the handle of the door. "And Hilary, about the offer you just said. I will be glad to fulfill it." He gave me a wink before opening the door and closing it once he entered. I stood there, my mouth agape and my cheeks flush. I quickly retreated with the remaining pack of children that were leaving the school grounds.
Well Hilary definitely owes me a call later tonight, I thought looking back once more at the empty hallways.
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It was 7:25 p.m. on this humid Wednesday night. I had less than 5 minutes to commence my weekly video call with my prized possession, Ashton Lively-my boyfriend.
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HE'S A BAD BOY
Teen Fiction''If I knew you were that aggressive, I would've brought a couple handcuffs. I mean you clearly love to take control. I just wish you're that aggressive in bed." He winked and I sighed in frustration. He was just too much for me to handle. I closed...
