The second bell rang and I was running late again. I groaned as I dropped my books running up the stairs. "Shit," I mumbled. I was about to pick it up when someone pushed me against the wall.
"Hey, sunshine," he smiled. His bright green eyes sparkled under the light. "What do you want Andrew," I hissed. "Ooh, feisty this morning I see," he glanced over to his friends. He turned to me and licked his lips. "Just how I like them," he eyed me up and down.
He got closer and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. He sniffed and exhaled sharply. His minty breath hit my face making me flinch. "Damn, is that strawberry. Fuck, you're just everything on my list," he smirked.
"Andrew, fuck off already. I get the same shit every day don't you think I get tired!" I didn't shout too loud. I didn't want teachers or students to hear. It's fuckin' Andrew Waters. Everyone will believe his word.
"You want something new? Fine," he smirked. He grabbed me and put me over his shoulder. My underwear was exposed as he lifted up me up and my skirt as well. School uniforms suck.
"Andrew, what the fuck!"
"Open the door," I hit his back but instead of hurting him I was hurting my fist. "Andrew, let go!" As soon as I entered the janitors closet he put me down and grabbed my hands. "Don't fight," he smirked.
He turned around quickly and whispered to his fuckboy friends. He then closed the door and turned off the light. I stepped backward meeting the cold wall. He grabbed me and wrapped his right arm around my waist and his left lifting up my chin.
He kissed me softly. His tongue roamed my lips. He bit my bottom lip and moved his hands down under my skirt. He squeezed and held my butt in his hands as his kisses got sloppy. Andrew Waters, he is hot not gonna lie. But then I see why girls that say no end up saying yes.
He picked me up and I automatically wrapped my legs around his torso. He sat me down at the edge of the sink. He kissed down to my neck and nibbled on my skin. I ran my hands through his dark brown hair. He was pulling on my underwear. I put my hand on his arm. I wanted him to take it slow.
It is my first time. God, why am I letting this happen? Well, let's just say it's like not getting seconds at a Thanksgiving dinner because you don't want to seem like your a fatass.
"A-a-Andrew," I moaned softly as he reached down to my chest. He started unbuttoning my shirt slowly. I started feeling insecure. "Don't hide," he said breathlessly.
He kissed up to my neck again making me moan softly. He pulled away and started unbuttoning his pants. He leaned in and kissed me softly and slowly. "Don't worry, I'll pull out," he smiled. He was about to kiss me when the door busted open.
I pulled Andrew by his shirt and covered myself with his covered body. "Shit," he mumbled and turned to look at me.
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"You see both your kids were in the janitors closet on the first floor... touching each other. Is what Mr. Dolan is saying," my principal said.
Andrew and I were sent to the principles. My mom and his parents were both sitting together on a couch while the principle put us ( Andrew and I ) together. Not a good move my mom's blood is boiling.
"I'm sorry who are you?" Mrs. Waters asked.
"Ethan Dolan, the new English teacher here. I'm replacing Mr. Scott," he smiled Mrs. Waters nodded and 'oohed' as she sat back. "You're saying that he wasn't forcing my daughter into doing any of that?" I heard my mom ask.
