She Curses like a Sailor

Chapter 5

“Oh look who decided they know how to speak english” I said sarcastically.

“Y’know personally I was taught it at a very small age but others obviously aren’t as fortunate so kudos to you for learning so late in life, you must feel so unique” I said keeping my eyes on the teacher.

“Seriously? How long have you been a smartass?” he asked me scoffing.

“Well let’s see today’s Tuesday so” I paused counting on my fingers.

“uh about 17 years- give or take a few days” I said shrugging, he rolled his eyes.

“Ms. Mckane” the teacher said and I looked over at her.

“On a scale of 1-100 how mature would you say you are?” she asked.

“er… 69” I answered sheepishly, and the class erupted in laughter. How does this tie into health?

“And Mr. Andrews?” she asked some other kid to which he also answered 69.

“Are you over your pissed off spell?” I asked him.

“You lit me of fire!” he whisper yelled.

I looked down at my wrist “Sorry Chase I must have given my last fuck an hour ago” I told him.

“Can you not be such a smartass for one fucking second?” he asked me.

“I tried that once- worst three minutes of my life” I said and scoffed.

He growled standing up and taking my wrist and dragging me with him out into the hallway, he slammed the door letting my go.

“do you even care?” he asked me.

“About what?” I asked.

“our relationship- us being mates the fact that I didn't talk to you for like 4 days?” he just about yelled.

“I mean did it affect you at all?” he asked me.

“Not really” I admitted.

“you make everything so fucking impossible” he said in frustration running a hand through his messy hair and then hitting the lockers.

“You might want to invest in fucking anger management for fucks sake” I said staring at the fucking 3 foot crater he just made in the lockers. Jesus lay off the steroids.

He turned around and stared at me for a minute before stalking forward and roughly grabbing my waist and pulling my body into his. The fact that his physique was rock hard my body hitting his felt like I just ran face first into a brick wall.

Which I’ve done before because well I'm clumsy.

He slammed his lips down on mine, I kind of froze for a second, before responding.

I know last time I clocked him for kissing me without permission but I was kind of enjoying this.

I’m a whore I know you don’t need to tell me.

 I sort of expected it to be all urgent and shit by the way he rushed into it, but it was slow and passionate. I felt my back hit the lockers and I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up because he was basically leaning completely over to kiss me since he was 6,6 and I was 5,1

Yeah the moon goddess defiantly did that shit on purpose. That bitch was probably like ‘oh today’s Thursday better go ahead and purposely piss on Aj’s life.’

I will personally beat the shit out of her with a fuckin dictionary if I get the chance.

He had one hand under and one over my thighs.