So i've reached a verdict for the missing family situation.In great timing if i don't say so myself, i've thought of a solution as i was walking to my last class, I'll just ask blaze to get one me one of his an older woman hookup's number. If that doesn't work i'll start to beg. I have no shame. Though I doubt he's going to give it to me though, he never let's me meet his other friends. He says I'm to delicate and he can't have me mixed up in his work life. I mean its not like I'm a saint either, I'm a highschooler living in an apartment I'm not suppose to live in, with imaginary parents. Though I don't think Blaze's current line of field isn't something I should get involved with either, i can't afford to get caught up with anything other than what i'm currently doing, and something tells me I won't stay living for long in his life.
I wish i could get a stable AND legal job, it would make my life a whole life easier, i would be able to become emancipated, and not lie about my parents whereabouts, then I wouldn't be in this mess. It's not like in the movies where their is a nice small diner owned by real people and not apart of a chain, where they will let you work " under the table" this is the 21 century in California. I'm out of luck.
As that thought passed throughly mind I tripped and ending up sprawled on top of a human being. Not a soft one either. I could feel muscles through their clothes. As i open my eyes i realized I did not just fall on anyone , I ended up on Andrew.....kill me now.
"can you get your ass off me" he said with an intense emotion i couldn't read.
" I AM, I AM hold up, it's not like I'm laying here because I want to okay. your not even soft, and comfy, your pretty fuckin hard."
"............." a brief look of horror crossed his face, as quickly as it appeared it disappeared.
Once i realized what I said I kept trying to get up without succeeding. The floors must of just been waxed, because my knees kept sliding out from underneath me, causing me to land straight down on him each time. While I'm still struggling I finally manage to get words out.
"I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT"
I now see why I can't get up and why I'm practically grinding on him in the middle of the hall way.... not that I would do it in private though either I mean.......... not only was the floor freshly waxed, my thigh was lodged in between his legs with the denim of my jeans caught on one of the lose tiles of the hall way. With my arm under him stuck in his back pack, this was a mess.
I don't even see how this could of happen in such a short amount of time.
with a strain voice he answers " please stop moving"
I did what he asked as soon as he said it.
"now move your arm to the left pull out all the way" as soon as he said it i did it and my arm was released
"good now stay still while I unhook your jeans"
as i did that watched him and his facial expressions he looked in deep concentration doing it within 2 minutes he unlatched me, rolled me over and darted away.
With only half of the last class left of school I start walking out. Only to realize I still had detention. With that I start walking back.
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~Diane
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