i hear slight moans coming from behind the back bookshelf and i groan. can they go somewhere else? when i turn the corner, my heart drops then picks itself right back. jamie-lynn had her tongue shoved down another boys throat. hmm. well, guess she wasn't so innocent. i clear my throat and she jumps. she recognizes me very quickly and pushes the dude off of her.
"ew get away!" she fakes. the boy scoffs and walks away angrily and i just peer down at jamie-lynn.
"harry, i-"
"shh," i cut her off. "i won't tell anyone."
i glance down at her chest, seeing as her top was unbuttoned to show quite a bit of cleavage. i hold back my moan and i breathe sharply. i bring my hands down to her chest and quickly button the shirt back up. i push my glasses back on to the roof off my nose and give a slight smile.
"because, hey, that's what friends are for, right? by the way, i never pictured you to go for a boy like that."
"what does 'like that' mean?" she uses her fingers as quotes.
"jock-y. i mean no offense, really. i have no room to say anything. my girlfriend is actually a huge prep."
her facial expression changes only the slightest when i say girlfriend, and i cant seem to read it.
"maybe i can meet her someday."
"sure thing, pumpkin."
she looks down at her shoes and shifts her legs awkwardly. "so you won't tell?"
"of course not. but jamie?"
"yeah?"
my throat thickens and my voice goes low. "please, just- just be careful."
