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Matts house

Matts pov:
Maya pushed through the door and slapped her book bag on your table. She turned around, smiled, and whispered in my ear, "this is exactly what I want to do you."
Wha?? I mumbled, confused. Maya was always so cool and collected in school. So sweet innocent. This was the only side of her (😉) I'd never seen.
"Your just like my homework,"
What?
"Everyday when I get home I want to slap you on the table and save you to do later.,"
Wtf?? I love may, with all of my heart. But we are in 9th grade. And she has never acted this way before.
She leaned in, and smiled. She pressed her mouth to my neck, kissing me softly.
I pushed her off, confused. This time she was back at me, pressing harder. Every time I pushed her back, she replied with more force. It was an amazing sensation. But I wasn't ready. I didn't need this.
"Maya. Get off me. RIGHT NOW."
She looked up, hurt.
She grabbed her bag, and ran out of the house. "Don't text me later."

carolines pov
5 o'clock . i pressed the home button on my phone, checking the time for the 5th time in the past few minutes.
finally, a text dinged from maya.
"cant make it today. sorry. studying w matt ran late."
what were they doing? we only had math homework tonight. i hope.... no. i don't ...
they can't be doing that? right?