My heart is beating rapidly but I remain calm."Where are my clothes?" I ask him, totally ignoring what he said.
He leaves to get my clothes, which gives me time to recover from what just happened. Did he really just say that? It could also mean that it's someone else that he's talking about.
My mind is swarmed with my own questions, which I can't answer. He returns with my clothes and I grab them and head straight to his room. It's really times like these why I keep my eyeliner, mascara and foundation in my bag. I quickly change into my clothes and start applying foundation to my face.
After that I wing my eyeliner and apply mascara. I head to the living room since it's already 5:45.
"Ready?"
"Ready," just as I say that there's a knock on the door. I walk towards and open it up to reveal an Asher. He's holding a box of chocolates.
"Hey!"
"My lady, these are for you," he says.
"I'm flattered," I say grabbing the box of chocolates from him.
"No chocolates for me?" James asks him.
"Who are you again?" Asher replies.
I put the chocolates aside and we all just stand there. My phone rings causing everyone to look my way, I pick it up without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"Dude where have you been? We all have been calling and texting you all day but you wouldn't answer," Jade says.
"I'm still here, I'll meet up with you guys tomorrow," they all say okay and we hang up.
"There's a show happening downtown, and then later we can hit one of those arcades or something," Mr. Richard finishes explaining to Asher.
"Sounds fun,"
We head downstairs to Asher's car, and James insists on driving. I literally get pushed onto the shotgun while Asher lays down in the back. It's an hour drive to downtown but it'll probably take 2, since it's rush hour.
30 minutes into driving Asher's snoring in the back, poor mans dead from work.
"Can you take the best exit?" I ask Mr. Richard.
He takes it. And then proceeds to me ask me
"Why?"
"I want an icecap," I tell him.
"Drive through?" he asks me. If we go to the drive through definitely going to pay, but if we go inside I'll pay.
"Inside please," he gives me a knowing smirk and parks the car.
I try waking up Asher but he won't budge so we just leave him in there.
I walk to the counter to place my order but the guy who's taking my order won't stop smiling and staring.
"Hi beautiful! How may I help you today?"
Totally ignoring him I place my over.
"Can I tell you something? You're beautiful. And that'll be $5" just as the cashier says that someone's hands slip through and onto my waist. I look up to see its Mr. Richard.
The guy runs away and starts making my order.
"Aren't you going to get anything?" I ask Mr. Richard while trying to get out of his grip. But he holds firmly and doesn't left go.
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Encounters(Teacher/Student)
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