THREESOME

six - block and delete

Oookay so i guess that dude up there is gon be Charlie. My friend said he'd look great sooo...juss ignore the tattoos for right now. And also, i try to make Charlie seem like a real ass college professor...

Charlie

"Michele. What's one of your secrets?" The topic was changed to secrets.

"I'm gay," he spoke. Scott nearly chocked on his pen top. "Yeah, I was talking about you," he winked at Scott. Scott kept his focus to the front of the class.

"Definitely wasn't expecting that," Frankie laughed at loud. "Maybe we could switch rooms," she joked.

I'd never seen such a shocked expression of Scott's face. It was straight but I could tell how shooken he was.

"Why don't you tell us one of your secrets Mr. E," Scott spoke up. I'm assuming to take the attention off of him.

"Well, I did somethings-"

"What kind of things?"

"Can I finish?" I asked. He shook his head. "Anyways. I've did somethings. Seen some people. When I was in high school, I did weed," I couldn't help but buss out laughing at myself.

"What's so funny about that?" Brandon asked me. Brandon is some kid in my class.

"It's just how I said it."

"Do you still do it?"

"Maybe. But, I did weed," I started laughing again. Shit, from there perspective, they probably thought I was high. "Um okay. Uh no. In seriousness, I did something not to long ago that I should have," I looked at Frankie who was looking at me. Pain evident in her eyes. "But, I didn't regret it. I'd do it again in a heart beat." She started blushing. She's definitely a smart one.

"What was it?" Emila asked. Another random student.

"I uh-"

Buzzzz.

I was interrupted by the bell. Thank god. Tehehe, saved by the bell... You know, like the show, Saved By The Bell? No? To old? Okay...

"Uh okay, I'll see you guys tomorrow and please, don't forget about your assignment. I'd hate to have to have fail you." They all filed out the classroom. "Hey uh Frankie can I talk you for a minute?" She looked up from what she was doing and shook her head.

Finally, when all the students were gone, I closed the door.

"Well my leg hurts. And I'm a little sore if you know what I mean."

"Mm sorry about that," I chuckled.

"No it's fine. It... felt good," there was a pause before she continued. "Look if you just going to tell me that we can't do this again and stuff then I get it. I-"

"What? No. I wanted to know how you felt. Also," my leg started to nervously shake, "if you wanted to I don't know, go to the dinner again. Same time as yesterday? We could get to know each other a little more," I walked closer to her. Decreasing the distance between us.

"Uh. Mr. Elliot-"

"Before you decline, just know, I could not stop thinking about you. Or cannot. Your on my mind a lot and I want to see what's behind those gorgeous tits of yours," I smiled. She blushed.

"Okay fine," she agreed. "Uh, 12:15 okay?"

"Perfect."

She got her back and started walking out. Not before turning and asking, "why was the weed thing so funny?"

"Oh uh just the way I said it. Plus I tend to laugh uncontrollably when I'm lying. Like literally everything is funny."

"Oh," she smiled then walked out.

Frankie

"What happen?" Scott scared the shit out of me.

"Nothing nosy," I slapped his arm.

"Don't lie to me."

"Fine. He asked me to meet with him later," I proudly exclaimed.

"Ew 'meet'? How old is he? 50?"

"He didn't say meet. I did. He just asked if I wanted to go and oh my god," I shouted that last part. Getting lots of attention. "What if he is 50? Oh my god. I just had sex with a fucken senior citizen," I loudly whispered. All of a sudden my phone goes off.

Without looking at the caller ID, I picked up.

"Hello?"

"Frankie. Oh my god. You picked up," the voice was all too familiar for my liking.

"What the fuck do you want Mickey Moose?"

"How are you?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to know how your doing. I know I fucked up and all but I'm trying to make it up," he sounded a little sincere but you never know.

"Yeah you did. And there's no going back." Absolutely no emotion.

"But you forgave Scott."

"Don't you dare. You cheated on me. And to make matter worst you told that nasty bitch Samantha. She told the whole school and my senior year exploded into shits." My blood was boiling. Raged, I was raged. And it was contagious because was Scott was raged too.

"I know and I'm sorry about that-"

"Your sorry about everything," I shouted. "Sorry for cheating on you Frankie, I'll try not to get caught next time. Sorry for telling a snake ass bitch about our relationship, I won't get caught next time. Sorry for making shit worse by getting back with my ex, I won't fall for another girl. Especially when I'm still banging the last one. You are filled with so much shit, your starting to become dark skinned." I was so angry like damn!

"Look Frankie, just...just call me when you calm down okay?" Oh so calmy.

"When I calm down? When I calm down? Are you fucking serious. Goodbye," I hung up and immediately deleted and blocked his phone number.

He wasn't ruining my year again.

Funny story, I never even watched Saved By The Bell. I just happened to know the title and cast members.