Memories (Will be going under extreme editing soon)

6.) Can't this day get any better?

Two Weeks Later...

" Okay who can tell me ' I am hungry' in French?"

Summer raises her hand and Gabriel nods at her.

" J'ai faim." she replies.

Briiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg!!!

" And that concludes our lesson of cliche phrases. Goodbye and have a nice weekend everybody!"

Everybody got up and stormed off to the door, I tried to blend in with the crowd but I was caught.

" Megan, come here."

I whined in annoyance and despair as I flung my bag down.

" Why you?! I wouldn't have minded if it was some pimple-faced nerd to tutor me!"

Gabriel chuckles, " You dislike me that much?"

" With a passion." I replied, crossing my arms.

Gabriel laughs and I scowled.

" Lets get started, shall we?"

" No."

" Megan."

" No!"

" Yes."

" Noooooo!"

" Yesssss!"

" No!"

" Yes!"

All of a sudden, Gabriel clutches his shirt in the place where his heart is and groans.

He collapsed on his seat and leans back.

My eyes widened and I got worried.

What if he got a heart attack?!

I ran over to him and poked him in the cheek.

" Gabriel?"

Then I started freaking out.

" Gabriel! Grabriel! Gabe wake up! You can't die on me! I need someone to tutor me!"

Gabriel opens his eyes and starts laughing.

" You were pretending!" I exclaimed in anger.

Gabriel grabs hold of my wrist and pulls me to him, placing me on his lap.

" Let me go you ass!"

" Nope."

I huffed and turned my head away from him.

" Oi... stop being mad." he said, shifting a little.

" No way, you can't make me." I replied.

" Megan."

I turned and saw Gabriel smiling seductively at me.

I flinched, " Eh...ah."

Th... This smile is just a facade! Only a facade!!!!

" No!!! It's not fair!!!" I yelled as he pecked a kiss on my neck.

I blushed furiously, beyond a crimson red and jumped out of his lap.

" N-N-Not f-f-f-fa-fa-fair!!!" I stuttered-yelled.

Gabriel sighs and ruffles his hair in amusement.

" Fair or not, I win. Now can we start the tutoring?"

I somehow found myself sitting on Gabriel's lap... Again.

He was showing me how to complete number twelve of my math homework.

" Why am I sitting on your lap again?" I asked, annoyed.

" Two reasons. One, it so you wont escape and two, because I can't remove the chairs from the desktops, as you can see... they are connected Miss. Vasquez."

If this was an anime, I would've have the red pissed-off sign on my head.

" Che! Well as you can see Mr. Manson, there is a chair that isn't connected to a desk. I fact... it's sitting at the corner, waiting to be used."

" But aren't you comfortable sitting on my lap?"

I blushed a deep crimson red, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction for his cockiness.

" No in fact-"

" Oh Gabe- I mean, oh Mr. Manson!"

" Shit! Its Colleen!" I cursed, grabbing all of my stuff and stuffing it into my bookbag.

I got up from Gabriel's lap and was about to head for the door, when it creaks open.

Gabriel grabs my wrist and yanks me with him, as we hid under his desk.

Good thing it has a curtain that covered us.

" What the-?!" I whispered-yelled.

" Shh." murmured Gabriel as he covered my mouth.

I hear the click clack of Colleen's heels as they hit the tile floor of the French classroom.

" Mr. Manson? I could've sworn I heard your voice." Colleen mutters.

I was hoping that Colleen would leave, but no, her footsteps neared Gabriel's desk.

" Oh well I'll just wait for him!" Colleen says as she sat down on his chair.

When she did, she ended up kicking me in the boobs with the tip of her heels.

I wanted to yelp but since my mouth was covered, I had to close my eyes from the pain.

I could feel my boobs throbbing from the impact of her kick.

I wrapped my arms around my chest and was about to massage them, then I remembered I was near a male and males tend to get turned on.

As if reading my thoughts, Gabriel leans down and whispers into my ear, " Want me to massage them for you Megan?"

My face heats up and I hit him in the groin.

I instantly covered his mouth before he could get us caught.

He groans in pain to himself silently.

After the pain subsided, I apologized, and removed my hand from his mouth, he whispered into my ear again, " You owe me big for that."

" I said I was sorry." I whispered back. " But if you didn't sound so h-word that rhymes with corny, I wouldn't have hit you there."

" You could've hit me somewhere else, that would've been less painful."

" Well next time, learn how to talk right when you around me."

" Oh you mean like this?"

He grabs the hand that covered his mouth and licked it.

My face goes into a deep crimson red and I yanked on his hair.

" Miss. Wilson? What are you doing here?" I heard Mr. Kipling asking Collen.

Shit shit shit! Just my luck, the principal just had to come!

" I had to ask Mr. Manson something about the assignment he assigned us for homework. Have you seen him?"

" Uh no I haven't. Come along Miss. Wilson, he probably went home. You can ask him Monday morning."

I saw Colleen foot getting farther and farther away.

Then I heard the door closing and a click.

Wait? Click?... Oh no, don't tell me.

I got up from the desk and ran to the door.

I tried opening it, but I knew it was...

" Oh it seems we are locked in Megan."

Locked in... I'm locked in with Gabriel. I'm locked in a fricken room with the most perverted guy in the world!

Can't this day get any better?

" Oh man, it seems I can't get a signal."

Apparently, it can.