a little more (lauren cimorelli)

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As I waited for the bell for lunch to ring I impatiently texted Lauren to meet my by the office. The bell rang and I was the first one out of my seat and the door.

I see Lauren come out of the room a few doors down mine. She was holding her backpack so I ran and jumped on her back. Her hands quickly wrapped around my thighs while her finger held onto her bag.

"Ag, I swear to fucking god I'm going to kill you"

I laughed and ducked my head into the side of her neck. Friends do that. Right?

Her grip tightened and she just lightky chuckled. She walked to the front door, avoiding everyone walking next to us.

I mumbled in her neck to go to my car. She rolled her eyes at me, even if I couldn't see it I knew she did.

I pointed to the car that was conveniently next to hers. "why isn't your senior spot painted?" I asked as she finally placed me down.

"Why paint it?" She asked as she unlocked ger car and threw her bag into the backseat

"Because it's yours. Make it unique. No school on Fridays. We are painting your spot this friday"

She rolled her eyes a mumbled fine. I smirked and unlocked my car before getting in. Lauren walked slowly around the front of my car causing me honk at her.

She flipped me off and opened the passenger door. "You're such a dick Ag"

I laughed and turned ny car on. Lauren buckled up and I was out of the parking lot in seconds.

My rap and pop music playing as Lauren sung along to. It was beautiful.

I pulled into a chili's, knowing Lauren had at thing for them. She smiled and I took that as a very big win in my books.

I got out as so did Lauren. She slipped her phone in her her back pocket of her light blue jeans before hitting the back of my head and making a run for it.

I laughed and rubbed it as I ran after her. She's so childish at times I swear.

We sat down and order. After having at least a 30 minute talk about life, school, family, basketball, and relationships. I felt like I've known this girl for months now.

The bill was placed and I swiftly grabbed it before Lauren as she was putting her phone away. I slipped my card in not even looking at it, handing it to the waitress before she even left.

"Ag. You little bitch" she put her hand on my forearm. She slowly ran her fingers over my arm veins. I swallowed and let her. My stomach was a mess.

I saw her break into a cheesy smile before moving her hand off as the waitress came back. I signed the receipt and rolled my eyes at the number on my copy.

Lauren looked at it and laughed. I crumpled it up at threw it at her face. She swatted it down and and flipped me off.

I smiled looking at her and quickly looked away after she caught me.

***

Parties.

Disgusting.

I walked through the crowd of people to get to Herrons kitchen. Girls and guys grinding up on each other left and right.

I kept my eyes down before reaching the granite countertop. I rolled my eyes seeing the large amount of alcohol.

The ground was vibrating and alcohol everywhere. Music was blasting, nearly to a deafening point.

I saw a mirror across the sink. I flattened out my orange Santa Cruz shirt and made sure my gray shorts looked good enough. My orange nikes looking nice.