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I kept on walking, there wasn't really anyone here and I really needed to think of a book I would be using for that assignment.

Every few minutes someone would pass me heading in the opposite direction towards the lunchroom, I wanted some fresh air and if I hurried I could get an outside lunch table by myself since most of my fellow students went to the lunchroom first to purchase lunch.

I was almost there when someone pulled me by my hand from behind and the next thing I knew I was in one of the schools sanitary rooms.

I didn't even have to ask any questions or even look at the person, the smell of the cologne or aftershave or maybe even both made me aware of who he was.

"Was this really necessary?." I asked as I looked around at my surroundings, nothing but cleaning supplies and a television?.

I remember hearing something about a janitor who sat around all day, watched an old television and ate free school lunch maybe this was where he stayed.

Terrance was now standing so close in front of me, I was leaning on a barrel that was marked liquid soap.

I quickly stepped away from him before he got any closer to me, there were so many things in this one moment that I liked and hated so much, at the very same time.

He turned around to face me, as he gave me a weird look.

"Each time something happens between us I'm not going to just pretend it didn't happen, Terrance," I said with crossed arms.

"I thought you would understand when you avoided me for about two weeks I did." He replied

I uncrossed my arms before responding.
"I do understand, I just, we just can't keep taking brakes from each other then act as if nothing ever happened in the end ."

"Look I like you Amanda and I'd like to think you like me too, by now you should at least realize that I'd never do anything intentionally to hurt you or make you upset ." He replied now leaning on the barrel I once was.

"I do like you, I just think that we have enough problems with not allowing this," I said signalling my hands between Terrance and I. " to be known by certain people, my parents being two major persons. I mean we aren't even official."

"Aren't even officially?." He said leaning off the barrel and stepped towards me.

"Are you saying you want us to stop, like brake up?" He asked, maybe we were together I mean he was talking like we were.

"No, plus we're not official so we can't break up," I replied as I pushed my hair back.

"Not officially?." He asked sounding confused and a bit amused at the first time.

"You didn't ask me," I responded, which was true he never did.

"To be my girlfriend?." He asked I nodded a yes in reply.

For some reason, he started to laugh, a precious sight if you asked me, but why was he laughing?, he hadn't said anything funny nor did I do anything that was.

"I thought you figured that piece out." He cleared up a bit as he slightly stopped laughing.

"So you don't like when we take weeks of space basically avoiding each other?" He asked causing me to shake my head signalling that he was right, I didn't like it.

"Then we will stop that and make us official." He said laughing a bit again "since your a bit old school, Amanda Ella Relinton will you be my girlfriend?." He asked still finding this funny.

This caused me to frown at him
"Your not serious," I stated as I tried to move away from him

"I am, it's just that I thought you saw us in that way already, I did."
I still looked away from him
"Look, I'm serious. No more brakes, no more doing things without explaining, no more thinking of us as just friends," he said in a tender tone kissing me on the side of my lips but I was still in my mind.

"Aren't you going to accept my offer with a kiss?." He asked with a cocky smirk.

So there I was after a conversation with Terrance in janitors kissing him as a way of saying I will be his girlfriend.

I've thought many times about how my first boyfriend would ask me to be his girlfriend and I'd never thought that it would be in a janitors closet with cleaning supplies with him laughing about how he thought I already knew that he saw me as his girlfriend.

Well, I guess it could have been worse, I guess expectations aren't always reality, but I'll take what I can get.

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