Love Child

Chapter 3

Another day of hell. I think to myself as I pull on the front door of the school.

Great, its stuck. Or locked. Am I too early??

Someone taps my shoulder. I turn around to see Marcus.

He holds up a key. "Need this?" He giggles.

I look up at him and smile. "Yes, am I early?" I question.

"Yeah, by like 5 minutes, so its not too bad." I move aside to let him unlock the door. I shiver a bit by the breeze this morning.

"Oh thank God. Hey where's your mom?"

He pulls the door wide open. "Getting her stuff from the car." He says as he holds the door open for me.

"Thanks." I walk in and wait for him. For some reason, after yesterday I just really feel like talking to him more. I feel this weird connection with him but I'm not sure why.

The door slams as he joins me. "Hey, what's your homeroom?"

"Mr. Jenkins. You sit in the back table and I sit in front of his desk."

"Right, sorry I'm really tired." He says as he rubs the back of his neck.

I chuckle at his nervousness. "It's alright. I know how you feel. Sometimes I get super bad cases of insomnia and if that's not the case then I get night terrors." I look down at my feet.

"Oh my God, me too!"

I look up at him. His glasses glare from the florescent lights. "Seriously? That's like, super rare."

"I know that's why I'm freaking out." He looks away from me as we reach our homeroom. "Wanna sit with me?" He asks, holding the door for me yet again.

"Definitely." I smile.

~~

A few weeks later...

Marcus is at my house to work on homework and to just hang out.

"So what's your dad's name? Like do I call him Mr. Johnson or..?" Marcus asks. He's cute when conflicted. What the heck? I have a boyfriend, stop it Vanessa.

"His name is Joshua Johnson." I say with a subtle blush on my face and continue writing.

Marcus goes silent for a second.

I look up in confusion because he looks confused.

"You good?" I ask.

"That name is eerily familiar." He stares at the wall across my room then shakes his head. "Must just be close to a celebrity name or something." He shrugs.

"Probably." My phone buzzes.

Brady Bunch

B: what are you up to atm?

V: hw

B: oh

V: why?

B: i feel like we havent talked in forever. we havent hung out in weeks. whats happening to us??

V: stop being overdramatic, we're fine you loser. i've just been busy and stressed. i'm sorry bb

B: then im coming over

V: uh no

B: uh why

V: becauseeee ness is over rn. sorry babe, gtg. dad got home

B: oh um, ok. I love you.
Read 5:32pm

I lied. My dad doesn't get off of work until 6:00 p.m.