Our history class is going on a school trip today. We're stood outside the school now waiting for the coach to arrive.
"Baby will you sit with me on the coach?" I put hands on his chest. "Of course" he says. The coach pulls up.
"You guys go in first" she points at a group of people, including us. "Quick babe, we can get seats at the back" he grabs my hand. He pulls me to the back of the coach and we sit down.
I immediately wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his chest, closing my eyes. He wraps his arm around my shoulder.
It's about fifteen minutes into the journey when derek decides he is bored. "Bus driver!" He yells. Everyone laughs at him. "Put on some tunes!" He yells. The coach driver puts on the radio.
I roll my eyes, giggling as derek sings very loud to the music. All of the girls giggle, looking at him. The boys start singing along with him. He's definitely got ADHD or something. He can never just relax.
He looks at me. "Come on baby, you're good at this" he says as the rapping part comes on. I look into his eyes. I giggle, but start singing the lyrics quietly. He smiles. He does it with me.
I blush, looking away. He chuckles. I lean in and kiss him softly. He puts his hands on my cheeks. We pull away.
His legs starts bouncing up and down. "Babe, just chill for two seconds.. we're nearly there anyway" I put my hand on his thigh. "I'm bored" he says.
"We can sneak off when we get there and go for a walk" I say. "Really?" He asks. I nod. We're only going to some stupid old museum.
"Alright, we're here!" The teacher stands up. "Yes!" Derek gets up. I chuckle. He pulls me up gently and leads me to the front of the coach. We get out.
"Everyone stay in your groups please whilst searching around the museum and if anyone gets lost ring my number that I gave you all!" The teacher yells. She put us into groups of 7s. Me and derek are in different groups.
I frown, looking at him. He waves at me sadly. The teacher chuckles, watching us. "Meredith switch groups with mike" she says. "Yes!" I run over to derek. I'm in the same group as him now. "Thanks miss, you're the best" Derek says. She rolls her eyes.
We go into the museum. "Alright, we're off" Derek says immediately after the teacher walks away. "What? You have to stay in the group" Tiffany says. "Cover for us" he shrugs. "No, you have to-" she says.
"Come on baby" He holds my hand. we go on a walk around the museum by ourselves. I lock eyes with mark as we walk away. He's stood at the other side of the room. He smiles small at me. I look at derek instead.
"I love you" I hug his arm. "I love you too" he says. We leave the section where everyone else is.
"Can we go somewhere more private to talk?" I ask. He looks at me. "Sure" he says. We sneak into a supply closet.
He starts kissing me. "Derek, what are you doing?" I push him away gently. "Oh, I'm sorry I thought you-" he chuckles. Oh.
"That's not what I meant.. I just wanted to actually talk" I chuckle. "Oh.. what is it?" he asks. He puts his hands on my waist. I push my face into his chest. "You okay?" He asks.
"Derek" I say quietly. "What is it?" He asks. I take a few seconds to think. This could send him over the edge. I don't want to hurt him. Marks his best friend.
I pull away again, looking into his eyes. I move my face close to his. He kisses me. I grab his hair, pulling him into me. I run my hands down to his pants and undo them.
He pulls up my skirt and pulls down my panties. He picks me up. I moan quietly against his lips. I grab the wall next to me, trying to steady myself.
