That's Miles to you Ms.Davis

Chapter Eight

The day was agonizingly slow. there where five minutes before the bell rang and it wasn't helping that I was checking the clock every five seconds. I couldn't tell you one word of what my teachers said to me today. In Miles class I stole a few kisses, the danger of potentially being caught was intoxicating, but it's not like I am going to try it all the time or anything. I honestly just cannot wait to leave, I Know Miles has to stay until at least three but I at least want to be with him. The idea of us, hopefully, sleeping together for the first time, was enough to keep me squirming in my seat. The bell finally rang and I shot out of my seat and grabbed my things faster than I even thought was possible and before I knew it I was pressing my lips to his for a short kiss. since not everyone has gone home yet, we had to be careful, since kids came in to talk about homework and such. Mikes got his things together quickly and left.

"I thought you had to stay until three."

"Not on Fridays."

"Oh okay. Cool, works for me."

"You have your stuff in your car?"

"Yes."

"Alright meet me at my house, I forgot a few things."

"When did you pack?"

"This morning." I sighed.

"This is why you pack ahead of time."

"Yeah, yeah, if I wanted my moms opinion I'd call her." He teased. I playfully pushed him and he chuckled. Somehow, without even realizing it I parked right next to him this morning. We both climbed in our cars and he led the way back to his house. once we got there, he went inside and grabbed what he needed and brought them back out.

"Shit."

"What's wrong."

"I forgot to get gas." I shrugged.

"We can take my car."

"But you don't know the way or even where we are going." I shrugged again.

"You can drive it."

"Really?" I grinned.

"Yes really."

"Okay, if that's okay with you."

"I have insurance." I teased.

"Oh shut up!" He said playfully shoving me. I pushed the button to open the trunk. he tossed his stuff in and closed it. I threw my keys at him and slid into the passenger seat. he slid into the drivers seat and started the car.

"You spoiled rich kids and your shiny toys." he teased.

"I am not a spoiled rich kid, I had to earn this car."

"Did you now?"

"Yes I had to earn half the money to pay for it."

"Damn, where the hell do you work?" I grinned.

"It took me a six months."

"Damn girl! Where do you work?" I grinned.

"I work for a publishing company."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah I am the CEO's PA."

"PA?"

"Personal assistant."

"Oh that's pretty awesome."

"Yeah I get to read some pretty awesome books before they even hit the printing press."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"Awesome. Is that how you got your book published?" I giggled. "what?"