A Different Sort of Love (part 3)

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"Well you see he has kind of Asperger syndrome. Its different from other kinds though instead of it making him say things without thinking and things like that it just makes him...distant." Lucas sighed again, and I just realized that we stopped walking.

I wanted to say something but what do I say. 'Sorry for your loss' I had always hated that saying, it just sounded mean especially for something like this. So the only thing I said was "Oh," and I mentality face palmed myself. Lucas just stood there giving me a weird look. Then all of a sudden his lips were on mine and I had no idea what to do. One minute we were talking about his brother then he's kissing me. I hadn't even known this kid for a day and this happens. Either this kids desperate, I'm irresistible, or he's crazy. But then I must be crazy to because I kissed him back. I had no idea how long we stood there but I'm pretty sure we were late for class.

We decided to skip class since we didn't want to walk into class with each other. Seeing as how people might get the wrong idea. So we hung out on the west side steps where almost no one went. We just talked the whole time, not about a relationship or anything like that just about life. I told him about my mom and dad not always being there and he told me about his parents. Apparently his mom left his dad when they were young and now his dad is a drunk. I felt bad for him, but surprised at what we were talking about since we just met. When the bell rang I jumped and Lucas laughed. After that we had to part ways. My next class was home economics and he had gym.

When I met up with Kently all she did was scowl at me. I laughed "What?"

Her scowl deepened but now she also looked puzzled "Where were you during English?"

My eyes widened with fear, I didn't want to tell her I was with Lucas because I knew exactly what she would think. So being me I lied "I was doing extra credit work for a teacher,"

She didn't look convinced "What teacher?,"

"Mr.Christopher ,"

"Why?,"

"Cause I suck at creative writing,"

"Why didn't you tell me or Christa, usually you can't keep your mouth shut,"

"Thanks love you to, anyways I didn't want you guy's to know. I know how you just love to mess with me,"

She finally gave up and we went inside the class room. Home ec. wasn't the most exciting class ever but hey it teaches you how to cook, something I'm less that horrible at. I remember last year they called the fire department twice for me. So when I walked in and Mrs.Posey looked frightened all I could do was laugh. When I did Kently gave me a look then saw Mrs.Posey's face then laughed to.

Class went by slowly like always, that day we were supposed to be making carrot cake. Instead i made a burnt cake pan. Kently made a pretty good carrot shaped cake. When I looked around to see how everyone else was doing I locked eyes with Adam. I hadn't even noticed he was there. He was sitting in the back corner. I excused myself and went over to his work space. When I got there surprisingly he smiled at me.

"Hi, how come you didn't sit with us at lunch?," I asked him smiling back at him.

"I would have but my older sister Marissa said I had to sit with the "cool" kids" he looked unhappy as he said this.

"Oh okay whatever, so how'ed your cake turn out?," he looked surprised when I waved what he said away.

He picked up an oddly shaped cake pan. When he tipped it though I saw it was in the shape of a bunny. I smiled seeing it matched his shirt. "So you like bunny's?,"

"OH, well um...you see um...my grandmother..." he posed looked at me then hung his head "yes,"

"Don't be ashamed I like your shirt and cake. There cool," at this his head shot up with the biggest grin on his face.

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