Stuck

2. Late Night

Class the next morning pretty much went just like the day before. Girls talking about Yaz, me trying to do my work, me getting distracted by the looks and thought of Yaz.

I mean she is cute and all but cute people make me nervous. I don't understand why they choose to talk to people like me. When the bell rung I walked over towards her. She had a smile written across her face.

"I came to tell you that I have your jacket. It's in my bag," I put my bag down on the desk and tried to unzip it but she put her hand over mine. It sent a chill up my spine but I had to play it cool.

"Damn, and just to think you came over here just to say Good-morning and make my day," I could feel my face turning red.

"Sorry, Good-morning," I said covering my face.

"Good-morning to you too, now one question,"

"Yes,"

"Can I take you home today?"

"No," I looked away. Why does she keep asking me that. Maybe it's some stud code for 'I'm trynna fuck,' if it is i wouldn't let her anyway. maybe.

"Well then keep the jacket, I'm sure it looks better on you anyway," She smiled and walked out the class room. I walked out and walked to my next class.

how the hell am I suppose to respond to her. All of her flirting. What if she doesn't really mean it? but what if she does?

***

I didn't have practice today because coach likes to give us a break. I watched as the girls team headed down to the weight room. Jay spoke and Yaz just smiled as she saw me.

That damn smile.

The coach who is also my photography teacher walked by and saw me.

"Hey, Aubrey,"

"Hey, Mr. Finly,"

"Are you about to leave I want to talk to you about some of your work,"

"I can wait,"

"Okay, follow me," I walked with him as we followed the team into the weight room. I stood in the door way with both Jay and Yaz looking at me. It made me really uncomfortable. Mr.finly told them what to do then they went on to doing it. Jay and Yaz were partners. They picked the machine that happened to be closest to me. "So about your work Aubrey, it's great honestly. the best i've seen in a while and you can draw which I heard from Ms. Finly," His wife also works here in the art department. She is my Studio Art teacher.

"Thank you so much," I smiled. I looked over Yaz who was on the machine. Her arms flexed as she pulled the bar down and it was an instant turn on. every inch of her is perfect.

"So how does that sound," I faced him again.

"I'm sorry what?"

"I asked if I could submit some of your work to an art show case at College Park," My eyes lit up.

"Yes, that would be great," I smiled ear to ear and he smiled back.

"Great. You let me know which ones you want in it and we will work it out.

"Thank you so much, really this means alot to me,"

"Just keep up the good work," I walked out of the weight room and headed back up to the main lobby.

I walked out the door and headed to work.

I work at the Movies. I changed and then I was at the snack bar. The best part about working the snack bar is seeing everyone's face when they see or ask about the prices. The next best thing is that I dont have to pay to see a movie and my snacks are discounted. A teenage boy came up to the snack bar.