"What are you doing?" Madison gasped in shock. "Holding hands?" Tiffany asked sarcastically. Madison scoffed "Well he doesn't like you, you and I both know that!" She moved to Conner, "And you," she pokes his chest, "You need to get over yourself." She moved across the room and huffed to her friends. Conner and Tiffany laughed. "What's with her?" Tiffany whispered. "I told you she has a crush on me." Conner said, Tiffany laughed and lightly hit his chest with her free hand, her other hand still intertwined with his.
They stole a quick kiss before the professor spoke, "Making chemistry before the lesson I see." Tiffany blushed and Conner smiled lightly, "Sorry," Tiffany whispered, still smiling. Madison groaned. "Madison, we understand that you're single, but that doesn't mean you can hate those who aren't, unless of course you two aren't together." the professor spoke slowly, looking at their intertwined hands. "Ummm," Tiffany spoke quietly. "Well, we aren't together now, but," he turned to Tiffany, "Will you be my girlfriend?" he held both of her hands in his and pulled her close, "Yes," she said clearly, with an immovable smile on her face. They kissed, longer than the one they just had, the professor coughed, suggesting that it was time to take their seats. They let go of each other and sat in their seats, which were quite some distance away. "Before we start," he began, "we will have a new seating arrangement, right to left, back row, Jane, Therese, Christine, Tyler, Valerie, Landon. Middle row, Emmaly, Daniel, Lexy, Shyanne, Candi, Sydney. Front row, Damien, Madison, Tiffany, Conner. So we will start..."
"What!" Madison interrupted. "Yes?" he asked impatiently. "Um, you kinda seated me next to them, they'll be making-out in class and I'll have to sit here and try to learn over the sound of them transferring spit!" she wailed. "No you won't, we'll be quiet." jeered Conner, as he wrapped his arm around Tiffany's waist and pulled her on top of him, he pressed down on her neck and back, they both made loud slurping noises, and eventually stopped making the noises and the kissing got very intense for being in a classroom. "Ahemm" coughed the professor again. Tiffany got off of him and sat in her seat, her face was flushed bright red and she was smiling like fool, "Sorry." she Conner grabbed her nearest hand and held it the whole lesson.
"So, to answer the question Tiffany asked yesterday, 'what does chemistry have to do with this class' well, not chemistry like with chemicals, more like the relationships we have with other people." he announced. Well that explained it she thought. "So, with your partner, you must go into the real world, scary aahh, and collect five peoples signatures, then, you must sleep over at one of your dorms. And take pictures for proof." He finished. "What if your partner is a girl? That's gross." Daniel asked "Then you, your partner, and another group, must all spend the night together, two girls two boys, I don't tolerate sex during a project either so if you think you're getting lucky drop it." he scanned the group and stopped on Daniel, "I mean it!" he said sternly.
He looked at Tiffany and Conner, "I feel, sense you are together, you can make your own decisions. But!" he shouted, "No one else is with someone in here, no sex for you, unless you want an F." Conner's lips licked into a small smile and so did Tiffany's. How kind of him, I can do what I want and get an A. Conner and Tiffany both thought, the rest of the class's thoughts sounded a little more mopey 'Damn it' 'Why do you hate me' 'Wait, does my eyeliner look good?!' 'Fuck my life' The eyeliner one was Madison's.
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I'm Sorry
RomanceA hetero-normativeish story about a girl and a boy, with a few more people along the way, a little trouble, a few closets becoming empty, a death, some intimacy, and a very obvious romance.
