Billie:
I woke up the next morning and then took a shower. I don’t know why, but I was giving myself a little bit of pleasure. I loved this feeling, and I was thinking of Abby at the same time. God, I wish she woulda done this to me. I hoped that she would do this to me, but I wasn’t gonna rush her through anything though. I was a good person, or so Mike, and Tre told me I was. I smiled and got out of the shower, getting dressed, and driving to school. On my way, I had stopped at mcdonalds for breakfast.
Abby:
I woke up in the morning and got into the shower. All I could think about was Mr. Armstrong and his lovely tattoos. Abigail Nicole Woods! You shouldn’t be thinking about your teacher that way!!! He’s your teacher! Stop living in dreamland. When I got out of the shower, I got dressed in black and purple socks, black chuck taylors, my greenday t-shirt, a pink thong, a red and black strapless bra, and black skinny jeans. I felt like skateboarding to school today and I’d just stick my skateboard in my locker. I smiled and then locked my house and garage. I smiled and started skateboarding to school while listening to coldplay. I got to school and got off my board, going to my locker. I smiled as I looked at Mr. Armstrong. I waved and smiled softly. I gave him a wink and he grinned as I walked into his classroom. I was the only one in there. He walked over to me and gave me another work sheet on the basic properties of music. I grinned and zipped right through it. He watched me with contentness. I smiled and stood up, turning in my worksheet. I smiled wider and gave the worksheet back to her I smiled and then sat down as he graded.
Billie:
I smiled and then graded her paper. “Abby, Come here.” I said. She looked at me and came over. “Ok, heres the deal, this is what type of scale?” I asked. There was 6 sharps. She looked at me. “F major?” She said unsure. “Its F-sharp major, Love.” I said, correcting it and not marking it off. She smiled and nodded. I gave her more work as students piled in. I was really into her. She had a sweet smile.
Abby:
I sat down and did next periods work. It was pretty much me in that class. I loved it. I could sit there and stare at Mr. Armstrong all period. When students piled in, He started to teach the stuff I did on the worksheet. I smiled and just worked on my worksheet for next period. Then this guy passed me a note. His name was Chris. “Hey, I got a question, Do you wanna be friends? I know youre new, and you really don’t have anyone to talk to, so I figured I’d be your friend.” I read. I bit my lip and looked over at him, nodding. I replied with:
Of course, I’d love to be friends. And thank you. I don’t have that many friends anyway.
I handed the note back and smiled over at him softly. He grinned and then sat on the other side of me, and softly hugged me. I grinned and smiled. Mr. Armstrong turned around. “Mr. Cerulli, Ms. Woods, May I ask what youre doing?” He asked us. “Oh, um, he just hugged me.” I said. I could tell he was getting jealous. I grinned and just watched his facial expressions. “Well, lets break up the love fest here.” He said. I smiled and then nodded. I was happy I made my first friend. The bell rang and I walked to chris’ locker with him. He was such a sweetheart. I smiled and then went back into Mr. Armstrongs room. I sat in my assigned seat, in the back from first period. I smiled a little bit and started doodling. He came in, and slammed the door shut, then he put his hands on the desk in front of me, looking down at me. “Hello.” I smiled. He looked at me with his serious green eyes. My smile faded. “What was that last period?” He asked me. “Chris and I are just friends, why do you care? Youre just my music teacher.” I said looking into his delicious green eyes. He nodded. “I like you, Abigail.” He said. I nodded and stood up, him moving along with me. I had my lips very close to his. I bit my lip softly and then licked them as I breathed on him. I swallowed. “This is highly wrong…” He whispered. I nodded. “But it feels so right.” I whispered back. He nodded. “Indeed.” He replied and then pressed his lips to mine. It was so romantic, because he had Adagio for strings playing in the background. I was breathless. Then I pulled away. I left my lips close to his and then kissed again. They were really soft, then I quickly pulled away. He was panting as well as I. I just had my first kiss. I bit my lip again. “That was my first kiss.” I whispered to him. He smiled. “Whats your first name?” I asked. “Billie.” He replied. I grinned. “Well, Billie, Thank you for sharing that with me. But I don’t think your wife would like it if....” He cut me off. “Im not married.” He said. I smiled and then shivered. “Heres my address, if you ever wanna come over to get away.” I said with a smile and giving him another kiss.He grinned and the bell rang. I went through the rest of the day thinking about that kiss.
