Meet Ups

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You joined your friends to blue anchors for some coffee before you had to go home to do your homework. Chelse would not stop nagging you about why you were so out of it, but since Vic was invited by some of your other softmore friends, you didn't want to say. 

"I'll tell you later" you whisper into her ear. This only caused more nagging because some of the girls made a big fuss over "secrets are no fun" and " you can trust us! We're your teammates!". You noticed Vic was also pleading for you to open up which only made you more set on the idea of not telling them at all. 

You got your regular order that you get in the warmer seasons which was a small iced vanilla bean macchiato with whole milk and lots of sugar. Chelse is able to down a large hot straight black coffee in under a minute. You know this because you came here once on a very boring winter afternoon. 

It wasnt before long until you guys had spent about an hour at the coffee house. You got a little anxious because you did have lots of homework that night. Not to mention, Chelse still had that project to do. 

"Hey, lets head out" you say to her, nudging her shoulder. 

You guys get in her car and drive off. About half way down the road, Chelse starts asking about what happened again. 

"well, you know that senior, Jonah Marais" you start. Chelse nods and then you tell her everything that happened between you two before, up until you had to help him walk to his car. 

"Wow" she said slyly. "Seems like you really like this boy. And, it seems like this boy is a lot older. Like, so much older, that your parents would beat your ass if you guys hooked up." 

"Hey!" You say offended. Chelse laughs. 

"You're the same age as him" you say. Chelse shakes her head and says, "but we're not hooking up, are we." 

You roll your eyes. 

"But besides that, you do seem pretty cool when you're around him." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Like, you seem so relaxed and like, confident when you talk to him. I mean, I would never ever ever even think about mentioning porn till like, we've at least gotten through the first month of actually being together." 

You shrug her off and look down at your phone. Ever since you gave him your number, you had been waiting impatiently for him to call or even just  text. 

Chelse drops you off at your house not very long after your discussion. You walk in, sit down at your kitchen table, and immediately start doing your homework. Your mom comes into the kitchen shortly after you sat down so she could start making dinner. 

"What are we having?" You ask. 

"Shrimp scampi and steamed vegetables".  You roll your eyes. Ever since your mom had learned where the food network channel was on your tv, she always wants to make fancy dinners for you every single night. Some of them you have to admit were super good but others were just really disgusting. Since your mom really wasnt that experienced, you didn't trust her to make shrimp and pasta taste good. 

"Can't we just have like, pizza or something?" you ask. 

"Pizza is sdisgusting" she responded with. "No, we are not having pizza. We are having what I'm going to make and that's it." 

After a while, you can't take the smell of the shrimp that is filing around the bottom floor of your house so you decide to go upstairs to your room. You finished your homework up there and still had about twenty minutes before you had to eat dinner. 

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