Bodyguard - A Sodapop Curtis Story

Peanut Butter and Jelly 😈

I slept like a baby that night. I fell asleep with Soda spooning me. Maybe 2 minutes after laying down, I was asleep. I woke up that morning to yelling, like usual. I thundered down the stairs.

Soda was shrieking and pointing at the closet. Steve was at the table with Johnny, Ponyboy and Dally.

"What, Soda? Did you see the bughuul?" I ask, smirking. Steve chokes on his coffee. Soda laughs.

"No. It's just a spider. Can you kill it?" He asks me. I sigh. I grab a shoe and squash the spider underneath. Soda sighs.

"Thanks, angel." He says, kissing me. I wrap my arms around his neck and tug on his hair, causing him to whimper slightly. I pull away and look at Steve, who's pretending to puke. Johnny laughs across the table. I smirk as Soda smacks my ass. 

I sit next to Johnny.

"You're just jealous because you can't have Soda." I say giggling. 

"Bull shit." Johnny says laughing. "You all know that I want Howie Mandel." 

Soda laughs at the sink, smoking a cigarette. I walk over to him and take it from him. I take a drag and give it back. 

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Today was a semester change. Soda and I had drama class together, something we've been waiting for all year. We chose it together last year.

As we entered the drama room, there were people already putting on costumes and playing around with the makeup. The teacher enters behind us.

"OK, class, today I'll be giving you a topic, and you and a partner will act it out. It just gives me an idea..." The teacher droned on as she handed us our slip of paper. We read it out. 

One of you is peanut butter and the other is jelly.

When it's our turn, we head in front of the class.

Soda starts us off.

Soda (as peanut butter)
Me (as jelly)

Peanut butter: Well, today is the day! We're going to make some delicious sandwiches together.

Jelly: Absolutely, peanut butter! I can't wait to spread my sweetness and compliment your nutty flavour. 

I used all of my willpower not to laugh at that, and so did Soda.

Peanut Butter: You know, we make the perfect pair! Smooth and sweet -- what a combination!

Jelly: Couldn't agree more, Peanut Butter. Together, we're inseparable!

*Hugs to make a sandwich*

Peanut Butter: Look at us! The perfect sandwich.

Jelly: We're not just a sandwich, we're a masterpiece of taste.

Soda looks at me and narrows his eyes. His blue eyes become dark.

Peanut Butter: What would I do without you, Jelly? I need you.

Jelly: I need you too.

At this point, we were looking at each other. I had a feeling I haven't had for Soda yet. I wanted him, so bad.

The teacher stopped us.

"That was terrific! Thank you. The next group is..." Soda and I left the stage and sat at the back of the class together, not breaking eye contact. His hand was squeezing my thigh. It slowly snaked up toward my core and I squeezed my legs together. A puddle formed in my panties. We still had eye contact.