A Girl To Desire ↬ Jesus Adams Foster

Five

Next day school

I actually can't believe he ditched me for sex.

I walked in a I was thirsty. Not in a nasty way. But I went to a Vending machine. After that I walked to my locker. I seen Jesus by it. And I realized I can't always ignore him.

I walk to my locker and do my best to ignore him.

"Mia please can I talk to you." Jesus says.

"No." I say.

"Please that video was a long time ago." He sniffles.

"Why would someone send me the video then" I snickered slamming my locker.

"I don't know but please believe me." I begs.

"What were you doing yesterday then." I glared at him.

He sighs.

"I was helping Lexi move. She going bad to her country. They are basically illegal. " he finishes.

"Oh Jesus I'm sorry."

"It's ok." He sighs and walks away.

Ugh I messed up. I think he's mad at me.i walk into first period and see Jesus head down.

"Jesus are you mad at me?" I whisper.

"No."

"Are u sure cause like y-"

"In not mad Mia." He says.

"Oh ok. Do you want me to come over tonight?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Jesus if you don't want me over just say so." I say getting up and walking out the class. Ugh. The tone of his voice. I go to my locker throw my stuff inside and walk around school.

Lunch

Once again I sit at a table and put my head down. I'm not up for anyone's B.S.

Someone sits next to me. They lay their head on my shoulder. I look up and it's Jesus.

"I do want u to come over. " he whispers in my ear giving me chills.

I smile. But shortly then realize the one and only Lexi. What about her.

"Jesus?"

"Hm."

Maybe I shouldn't.

"Never mind. "

"Ok. " he says. His head was still on my shoulder.

After school

Me and Jesus walked to his house together.

"Jesus why were you when you got adopted?" I asked.

He looked at me with hurt eyes.

"Never mind stupid question, just don't answer it. " I quickly regretted asking the question in the first place.

A couple minute later Jesus talks.

"My birth mom was a crack head." He says.

I looked at him and me being nosy I asked another.

"What about your dad?"

"I don't know him. " he says looking forward.

I grabbed his hand and held it. He looked at me and smiled.

"What about you?"

"How do u know I'm adopted?"

"My moms told me. " he replies.

"Well, my mother died and my father didn't want me anymore." I sigh. I almost started crying. Me and my father were close. Jesus stopped and engulfed me with a hug. I could get use to this.