Mariah's POV.
I didn't want to walk out as early as I did, but I only did it because I knew page would be in the bathroom at this time. She's probably doing her hair or something, because she also has a free period. Okay I lied. I knew Aniya didn't want me to try and flirt with Page, to test it, but I did anyway. I did wish she hadn't said no... I'm only doing it because I wanted to see if she actually did have a crush on me. So I can try and flirt with her, so she'll show at least some signs she wants to do something more then just talk.
I walk into the bathroom, and I see her, just as I expected.
"Hey Page." I say walking in, and turn to the mirror.
"Hi Mariah." She said, without an insult attached to it, which surprised me a bit.
"Your outfit looks good on you." You see, I don't know how to flirt well. If it isn't obvious.
She stops fixing her hair and starts blushing. And I feel her start to get very nervous. "Really? T-thanks?"
"Yeah," I turn to look at her. "You know," I say as I examine her body and get straight to the point. "It might be better taken off of you..." Her outfit was nice. She had a light pink tight crop top on, and ripped jeans with a loop belt.
She stops. Then turns to me. "W-what?"
"You heard me didn't you? Or you want me to repeat myself?" I say moving closer to her lips.
She starts sweating and gets very nervous. "I- I uh..." she stutters, looking down at my lips. "Aren't you taken?"
I hesitate. "It's... You know, it doesn't matter..." I quickly say smiling looking at her lips, then up at her dark, blue green eyes.
She looks at me, and lets out a big sigh as if I'd lifted a huge weight on her back. She then smiles and tilts her head.
"Well then, that gives me a good excuse to finally do this..." She says before moving closer to my lips, then starts French kissing me. It surprised me, but I kissed back. I raise my eyebrows surprised, because she was a great kisser. A really, good, kisser. I couldn't think of anything besides page, and how much I liked this. I put a hand on her cheek, and moan very softly. I feel her tongue on mine which gave me goosebumps all over my body. She then pulls away, which pained me, but she smiled at me making me smile as-well.
"I'll text you my address." She says before kissing my cheek, then walks off. I just sit there and stare at nothing. My mind on Page, which made me smile a bit, but then my mind then goes to Aniya. I remembered. She was my girlfriend, and this is just so Page can trust me. Or, is it?
I walk over to Aniya's room after school.
"Hey, how are you doing?"
"Hey. I'm good. How are you?"
"Good..." I then begin to scratch the back of my neck, hesitating and wondering if I should tell her that I tried it anyway. And that she kissed me... or, we kissed.
She looked up at me. "Are you sure?" She laughed. "You're sweating..."
"I just came back from running." I lie.
"You run? What, are you on the track team?" She asked jokingly.
"No I just ran to your room." I laughed.
"In a rush to see me?" She said with her arms folded on the desk, back straight as always. Her back was never arched, and she was persistent on keeping it straight I noticed.
"Obviously." I say, then kiss her. "Well I should go. I'll see you later."
"Wait,"
I turn around from the door. "Yes?"
She smiled. "I was wondering if you can come over tonight. Again."
I did have plans with Page that night, but I couldn't tell her that. Obviously. "I can't, my mom will be home all night." I lied.
"Sneak out?"
"Babe, I can't. I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow?"
It pained me to lie to her.
She frowns. "Fine. I'll call you then. Bye."
I smiled at her. "Bye." I then turn around to leave, thinking about how much I fucked up.
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"Our Secret"
RandomMariah Anderson, a junior, who just started her first day of school. She thought it was going to be a great year, and she was going to have so much fun. Until she met her science teacher, Aniya Parker. Aniya Parker, former science teacher. She work...