The Struggles of a Teenage White Kid

Part 2: Life Isn't Bad, But Not Good Either

She gives him a fake worried face. 

"Are you gonna be ok?"

She asks. None of the other students were really here yet. The ones that were there were off in a corner talking about stuff. That's where Kris and Brayden were. Veronica moves over next to me.  I run my hand through her hair, she smiles as we sit in another part of the room cuddled up next to each other. She takes my hand from her hair and places it on her hip. I kiss her, passionately it only lasts for a few moments, then it's gone. She looks at me, her hand on my leg, she brings me in closer and we kiss again. Life at that moment was perfect. I was kissing  the woman I loved, nobody was around to care, life is good. Are teacher never showed up, so we spent the entire class period making out. It was now lunch. She normally doesn't eat, and neither do I. So instead we head straight outside. It was open campus so we left, I pulled around the car and she got in.

"We don't have to be here ya know If a teacher is gone more than fifteen minutes we are free to go home." 

"Home you say?"