The Girlfriend

I Have Friends in Holy Spaces [o2]

*AUTHORS NOTE*

Thanks for reading guys! Please, leave me a comment. Tell me what you think!

Oh yeah, I hate the stories where they have the teacher being all mean and shooting comments at the students. Like seriously, they would lose their job if they said half the things they did in all of these wattpad stories. Like, they only say something if the student starts it.

Other than my health teacher. He always starts it but it's always funny so it's okay.

ONWARD WITH THE STORY. :D

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Chapter Two: I Have Friends in Holy Spaces

I rolled out of bed at 6:30 AM, rubbing my eyes. I had stayed up until 1:30 this morning, doing my homework and trying to wait for my father to come home from the bar.

I walked to the bathroom, peeling my clothes off as I went. I turned on the shower and hopped in, showering as quickly as possible. We didn't have enough money to pay the heating bill this month, hence no hot water.

When I was done, I wrapped a towel around myself and ran to my room, dressing quickly in a pair of black leggings, white shorts, and my Nirvana tank top. I put on my make-up, grabbed my boots and school things, and ran downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and was greeted by my hot roommate.

Well, this guy was living in our house, paying rent because my job can't support me, my dad, and the house. And sometimes, dad's shipment for the month don't even come, meaning no money being made.

"I put your dad in his room," he told me as I got down a box of Frosted Flakes from the cabinet. I made myself a bowl and turned to face him.

"Thanks," I said, shoving cereal into my mouth. I had three minutes before Callum came to get me. He's a very impatient person. I got out strawberry poptarts and finished my cereal before running to the bathroom and quickly brushing my teeth. I heard a car horn blare from outside so I ran downstairs, pulling on my boots, spritzing perfume and grabbing my things before running out the door. Callum was looking frustrated as I got into the backseat because his best friend, Beau Grant, was in the front seat.

"Took you long enough," Callum said. I stuck my tongue out at him and threw the poptarts at him. He smiled and turned around, pecking me on the lips before turning around and driving to school.

Beau and Callum were discussing soccer and I would jump in and say who was hot or not. It was cute to see Callum blush or get angry. It made our make-out sessions so much better.

"So, Sloane...," Beau said, turning to stare at me as Callum parked the car. "Lookin' beautiful today." Callum smacked him upside the head.

"Comments to yourself," he growled through his teeth. I smiled and jumped out of the car. When Callum got out I pushed him up against the car and kissed him. He gripped my waist and flipped us over, trapping me between his body and the car. I smiled and bit his lip, running my tongue over his teeth.

He dug his fingers into my waist and I let out a little moan, making him growl. He pulled back and started trailing kisses down my neck, nipping me randomly.

"I...love...it...when you...make...those sounds...," he said between kisses to my neck. I pulled on his hair and he looked up at me, pouting his lip. I smiled and captured his pouted lip with my teeth. I pulled back and pecked his cheek before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards his group of friends.