I walked out of the bathroom and leaned against the door frame. I watched Derek draw in our sketch book.
He was just in his boxers.
I smiled to myself as I admired him.
His piercing blue eyes locked on the sketch book and his muscular hands moved quickly on the paper. He bit his pink thin lower lip as he worked. He occasionally ran his fingers through his short light brown hair. I looked at his slightly tanned body and his cross tattoo on his shoulder.
I remember the day when he got that.
It was after summer break.
I was at my locker with Carey.
We were waiting for Derek.
"Guess who?" someone said coving my eyes.
"Orland Bloom,"
The person kissed me and I kissed back.
I went to run my hand through Derek's long curly hair and was surprised.
It was gone.
I pulled away and looked at Derek.
He's hair was gone.
"What did you do?" I asked in shock.
"I cut my hair," he chuckled.
"I...love it," I smiled.
I could now see his beautiful face.
"Good, I also got this," he said rolling up his sleeve.
I stared in awe at the large blue cross on his shoulder.
"Like it?" he asked.
"Yeah. Any more surprises?"
"I'm a father,"
"And I'm pregnant,"
We laughed and headed to class with Carey.
I smiled at that memory.
I walked over to him and peered over his shoulder.
He was drawling my favorite flower, a sun flower.
I smiled.
"Aw, you love me,"
"What gave that away?"
I giggled and kissed him.
"I do love you Alex,"
"I love you too,"
"I love you more,"
"No I love you more,"
"No I do,"
"No I do,"
Derek kissed me before I could say anything.
We pulled away and smiled at each other.
"Hungry?" I asked.
"Yeah. I'll make breakfast," Derek kissed my forehead.
"Thanks babe," I called as he left the room.
I got off the bed and pulled on a pair of shorts and a shirt.
As I was getting ready my cell phone rang.
"Hey," I smiled.
"What's up?" Travis asked.
"Nothing, you?"
"We're coming over in ten,"
"Sounds good,"
"See ya,"
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The Senior Still Loves The Freshman - Sequel
Teen FictionThe sequel to 'A Freshman and A Senior...Love?'