Not Telling Anyone

Knock it Off!

I sat in my assigned spot in fourth hour AP Human Geography (called AP HuGe for short), which was in the back of the classroom next to Isaac. Since today was the day before Thanksgiving break, and we took a chapter test yesterday, we got to watch a movie. What movie? What else, but A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving?  Mr. Winters is officially my favorite teacher outside of the music department.
       So the lights were off, and we started the movie. We had to stay in our assigned seats, and I'm not complaining. If we were allowed to move then I'd have to sit by my friends to keep the charade up.
         Anyways. The movie started , and Isaac and I were the only ones in the back row, even so we only held hands under the desks. Well at least it started that way.
         He let go of my hand and place his on my thigh. I thought nothing off it. Until, well, his hand began moving up and and down. It sent shivers up my spine. It felt weird and I was getting uncomfortable at the new feeling.
        I placed my hand on his in attempt to stop him and shot him a look that said, knock it off!  He simply smirked and continued, but this time he just kept going up.
        Before he could get any closer I kicked his shin. His hand flew to his foot and he bit his lip to keep from making any sound. I leaned back in my chair crossing my arms and legs, smiling victoriously.

           *            *            *
    
     The bell rang signaling lunch. I hung back, while he sped off like any normal day. I walked with my friends for a little bit before telling them that I'd see them at the table, and headed to my locker, which is in the deserted part of the school where no one, not even the druggies go. So that's where we hang out.
       Isaac was leaning against my locker, but wasted no time wrapping his arms around me when I got there.
       "What was with you last hour?" I asked.
       "Sorry it's just that, that you look amazing today," he said glancing down at my blue and grey plaid button up, which was opened showing my grey tank top, skinny jeans, with my brown combat boots. He reached his head slightly, then settled his chin on top of my head. 
        I rolled my eyes. "Cheese ball," I said laughing. "Tame yourself."
        We were both laughing really hard for a good five minutes. I leaned against my locker and he stood right in front of me, putting his hands on my hips. I put mine on his shoulders. We stared in to each other's eyes, faces inches away from each other.
        "So tomorrow's the 22nd," he said.
         "So it is," I replied knowing what he was getting at. 
         "How about we hang out all day tomorrow then go to the movies and watch Mockingjay Part 2 again? No school tomorrow, and it's our three month anniversary."
         I sighed. "I thought that we weren't doing month anniversaries."
         "I know, but I was thinking..."
         "I hope you didn't strain yourself," I said laughing.
         He gave me a playful glare and continued. "I was thinking that we deserve something. We've been dating for three months and nobody knows, we've done good."
         "I see your point. Yeah let's do it. Who's house?"
        "Yours," he said quickly.
        "It's because I have Netflix isn't it?" I asked.
        "A little? Plus both my parents will be home. You said that your family is all at work tomorrow." 
        "This is true. Okay my house it is. Come on we should go to lunch."
        "Awe come on! I wanna talk to you," he pouted. "I can't wait for them to figure it out so I can publicly hold your hand or what not!"
        "We can make it a little more obvious. We can start talking in the hallways or during class, at least make it look like we're friends," I shrugged.
        "Okay. I guess it'll do," he said grabbing my hand swinging it around as we walked. "So we don't have to take different entrances?"
       "I guess not."
       "I can hold the door open for you?" He said excitedly.
       I laughed. "You have to its part of being a gentleman."
       We were both laughing as the doors approached. He pushed it open and did a mocking bow. I waved bye and went to my table.
       "Were you just with stud muffin!?" My friend Lauren exclaimed.
       "Yes, he asked me about the biology homework, and held the door open for me," I said coolly.
       The entire table erupted in "ooooooooooooh!" I looked over two tables, Isaacs table, and he was laughing. I gave the look of Help me! He simply shrugged and kept laughing. I stuck my tongue out at him and turned back to my friends.
       "Guys shut up! I'm pretty sure they heard you on Pluto," I said. I instantly got bombarded with questions.
        "What did he ask?"
        "What did he say?"
         "Why did it take you so long?"
        "Does he remember you?!"
         "Holy crap guys calm down! One question at a time," I said.
         "What did he ask?" Katie asked. 
          "He asked what was the answer to number 12 on the biology homework," I answered without hesitation.
         "What did he say?" Lisa asked.
         "All he said and I quote, 'hey what was the answer to number 12 on the bio worksheet? Oh good I got it right. Here let me get the door for you.' That's it."
         "Does he remember you?" Micaela asked excitedly.
         "Not that I know of." I began to play with my necklaces again, I do that when I a) get fidgety, which is a lot, b) get extremely nervous/anxious, which happens even more, or c) when I'm just plan bore.
          "Well it's a start," Lauren said.
          "Yes now will you guys knock it off?"