Onika
Logan was an old friend of mine. Well not anymore. We messed around a little bit but she couldn't decide on boys or girls so we stopped. It did disappoint me though. She was the first girl that I slept with so I naturally felt hurt when I found out that she was sleeping around and it took me a while to get over it. But anyways she moved to Detroit after we had it out to stay with some guy she met online. I'm not sure if she actually met him but I heard her mom made her come back home after she got pregnant or whatever. So now she's at our school.
"Baby," Beyoncé sung to me.
"Yes?"
"Why is she looking so hard?" I looked over at Logan who was staring at us. This was the only bad thing about first period: our teacher never cared about what we did. I'm not sure if she's even here today.
"I don't know Bey."
"Let's give her a show." She kissed me deeply, sliding her tongue in my mouth. She pulled away and straddled me. She kissed around my neck, sucking on some parts.
"That's my spot," I told her. She kept kissing it until she probably left a mark. She kissed down my chest then came back up.
"Are you being bad today?"
"That depends. Am I going to get punished?"
"Keep playing," I laughed slapping her ass. She arched her back and closed her eyes.
"Do that again," she whispered in my ear.
"You with the games huh? Don't make me pull you into one of these bathrooms."
"Where's Kehlani?"
"She went back to Oakland for a while. She'll be back later." She just nodded and laid her head on my shoulder.
"You smell good."
"Thank you baby. Wait, you smell like me. Is that my hoodie?"
"It took you long enough to realize that."
"Get smart one more time," I warned slapping her thigh.
"I'm sorry daddy."
"Your mother called me the other day."
"How? For what?"
"She said she got my phone out of your phone and she wants to talk."
"I don't know what's worse her just up and going through my phone or her not telling me about this."
"I didn't know you told her your password. I thought only me and you knew what it was." She chuckled and kissed my cheek.
"Relax my love," she whispered against my lips.
•-•
Lunch
"Beyoncé, chill the fuck out."
"I'm just asking a question. Why are getting so upset?"
"I'm not getting upset, I'm just-"
"Getting upset."
"Shit I really need a blunt." She made me look at her and she just smiled. She didn't say anything, she didn't do anything, she just looked at me.
"You blinked, I win." My frown turned into a smile which then turned into a laugh.
"I don't remember having such limited options for lunch tables," Logan smiled sitting in front of us.
