*Friday, 2:00 PM*
"Hey! Go easy on me! I'm not very good at this," I complained. I mashed all the buttons on the controller, hoping for something good to happen.
"You're doing great Metha! Just keeping doing what you are doing," she said.
I kept mashing the buttons until the game ended. Kalia sighed and got up. She seemed a little too stressed out.
Mikaela got out of her room, holding some cash.
"Hey guys! I'm going to the store, can I get you guys anything?," she asked.
"We don't need anything. You should ask the others," I said. Mikaela started to play with her hair and adjust her clothes.
"Is something the matter?," Kalia asked.
"Well. . . I'm not going shopping. I'm just nervous about something. Today's the first day of my art class," she said.
"Oh really? Why were you so nervous? And why didn't you tell us right away," I asked.
"I don't know. I was just scared that something might happen to me," she walked waved goodbye and walked out the door. Hmm, I feel like there's more to that.
*Art Class* *Mikaela's Point of View*
I walked down the hallway, looking at all the paintings. They were all pretty and elegant. I wish I could do something like that. I suddenly bumped into someone and fell.
"Oww," I cried. I couldn't see anything since my glasses flew off.
"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?," the person said. I crawled on the floor, looking for my glasses.
"Excuse me, can you get me my glasses?," I asked. What a weird thing to ask right after you bump into someone. I felt the person's hand touch mine. It was so soft and gentle. The person gently put the glasses on my face. "Thanks." I looked up to see a fucking hot blonde staring back at me.
"I'm sorry. You don't look like a regular here. Is this your first day?," he said. He let out his hand to help me up. His face so hot. It melted me onto the floor.
"Yeah it is. Sorry I just stood into space, I'm just really nervous," I said.
"You've bumped into the right guy! I actually teach here. I'll keep an eye on you-," he stopped mid sentence, waiting for me to introduce myself.
"Mikaela. I look forward into being in your class," I said.
"I'm Mr. Codde. Don't be afraid to ask me questions. I see a lot of potential in you Mikaela. Don't let that go to waste," he walked away. The way he walks was sexy. Why do I feel this way?
*After school* *Sergio's Point of View*
I walked down the school hallway with a bunch of papers in my hand. Why don't these kids ever try?
"Mr. Rubio!," a voice shouted from behind me. I turned around to see Ariel, running towards me.
"Be careful kiddo. Too much running you won't have enough energy to pass my class," I laughed.
"I have a huge favor to ask. Can you tutor me every Wednesday? I'm scared that I'm failing your class. So I want you to tutor me so I can pass your class for sure!," he asked.
"What do I get in return?," I asked.
"A student with passing grades," he said. Shit. I was expecting him to say money but I guess this works too.
"Okay. I'll see you on Wednesday after school. I'll tutor you at your apartment at 3. I expect you to open the door," I said.
"I will. And I expect you to actually teach me something instead of formulas," he said. He happily walked away.
*Wednesday, 3:45 PM*
"I get it now! I think I can finally ace the exams! Thanks!," Ariel said.
"I'm glad you understand. I think it's time for me to go. I'll come by next week if you need anything," I began to pack my stuff, but it feels like I'm forgetting something.
"Okay! I'll be ready for you with some complex problems. I hope you know them all," Ariel got up and walked to his room. I got up and grabbed his hand.
"I think you forgot one more standard," I grinned. I leaned closer to him and kissed him. "Tutoring comes with a price. I hope you understand."
"I understand a lot more than you think Mr. Rubio," he said.
"We aren't at school now. Address me as Sergio when we are tutoring," I said. I grabbed his hand and pushed him against the wall. I should have become prepared for this. So far, he's a great kisser.
*Wednesday, 10:23 AM* *Metha's Point of View*
I laid in bed, waiting for Sergio to come home. I was really worried. The door opened. Sergio walked in, with his shirt unbuttoned. His pants weren't put on properly.
"Sergio! You're home. What happened to you?," I asked. He jumped onto the bed and took all of the blanket. I didn't care, I was just happy he was back.
"Some really good stuff happened," he said. He rolled over to the side and started to sleep. He never learns does he?
*Thursday, Art Class* *Mikaela's Point of View*
Mr. Codde sat at his desk, looking through all of the portraits the class drew. Everyone left the classroom since it was dismissal time. He told me to stay in class because he had something important to tell me.
"Mikaela, your drawing is impressive. How do you get all of these ideas?," he said.
"It's nothing! You don't have to flatter me like that," I blushed.
"Don't be like that. You need to have more self-confidence. One day, you might create something that will make a strong impact on the world," he walked towards me and grabbed my chin. I looked deep into his eyes.
"Oh! Umm. . . You. . . You really think so?," I said. He leaned in for a kiss. It was warm and soft. His saliva tasted like happiness. He started to squeeze my boobs intensely. Fuck! It hurt a lot but it felt fucking good.
*Mr. Codde House*
"You're a virgin aren't you," he asked.
"I'd rather not answer Mr. Codde," I blushed and looked away.
"Jordan. My name is Jordan," he said. He got up and put on his clothes.
"I should go. My friend's are probably worried about me," I said. He nodded. I put on my clothes and ran out the door. It was the best experience ever! I'd go for a round two!
*Back home*
"Mikaela! What took you so long? And why is your hair all messed up," Jernee asked. She gave me a brush and some ties.
"I just had some 'issues' that's all," I said.
"By the way, a special someone is coming over. You should prepare the food," she said. The door bell rung. "Hmm, why does he have to be so early?" Jernee opened the door. I saw her kiss someone. I turned around and grabbed a bunch of supplies for the dinner. I don't want to spy on them making love.
"Hey baby," the man said.
"Mikaela. This is my boyfriend," I turned around. I felt the happiness fade away.
"Oh shit," he said. It was Jordan. Out of everyone, Jernee had to date Jordan. What the fuck!? What am I going to do?
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Age of Youth
Teen FictionSix friends living in the same house, living different lives. They each have there own problems and are trying to find their youth.