Hopeless Honey

Making up

Mamá had been pretty sick the last few days. She wasn't able to work or be around the kids. This was really unlike her, she almost never missed work, especially when it came to the Callahans.

It was up to me to get everything sorted, and make sure things went semi smoothly.

Xavier and I hadn't spoken much at all. We drive to school together in the morning, but he has practice this whole week so I find my own way home. We don't speak in school much, and at home I do my best to ignore him.

I don't have many friends at this new school, and I usually just do homework during lunch. There are a few nice girls who have chatted to me when they see me alone.

Noah tried to get me sit with him and their friends during lunch and I tried my hardest to decline.

"So am I seeing you at the lunch table today?" He smiled

"Uh, I'm not sure, I'm not very hungry so-" I tried to get out.

"Come" he pulled me to the table and said "hey guys, Honeys eating lunch with us today." A few of them looked up and smiled, the others just continued what they were doing.

Xavier was a few seats down, and I felt Him staring holes into the side of my head. His baby blue eyes made contact with mine more than once.

I mostly just sat there while they all talked and played around. Eventually I took out my textbook and started some homework because I knew I would be busy today.

"Aren't you hungry?" A girl with red hair said. I looked up because I wasn't sure she was talking to me but when I did I was met with her blue eyes.

"Uhh, not really" I lied knowing I was gonna kill the container of leftovers in my bag one I got home.

"That must be how you keep that body, huh?" She shrugged.

My eyes widened and I looked up again. I felt my cheeks heat up and I didn't know what to say.

"I don't kno-" I laughed awkwardly.

"Her ass is like, per-" she continued, turning to say it to the girl next to her.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom" I interrupted.

It's not that I wasn't flattered, because believe me, I was. I just didn't know how to deal with it. And I also felt like everyone at the table was watching me as I walked away.

Another thing I realized was that I didn't really know my way around the school yet. I walked down a hall and lost my way. I hated it here, one wrong step and you're interrupting someone's biology class.

"Where are you going?" I heard behind me, causing me to flinch.

"Xavier, you scared me." I breathed out.

"The bathroom is the other way" he added.

"I was actually going to my l-locker" I lied, slightly stuttering as he walked closer.

"So am I" he stood so close to me and I felt his breath. Our lockers were conveniently not too far apart.

We walked quietly for a second and he broke the silence.

"Are you still mad at me?" He stopped walking and grabbed my hand. We hadn't had a real
Conversation in a couple of days.

"Don't start, Xavier. I'm not doing this again." I said sternly.

"Let me make it up to you" he walked in front of me and pulled me into an empty storage closet.

He pulled me close and I felt my heart racing. He pressed his forehead against mine and looked into my eyes.

"I'm so drawn to you, Honey" he said in a whisper. "I don't know why, and I don't know if you feel the same, but you're all I ever think about" he closed his eyes. Almost like he didn't want to see my reaction.

"I'm sorry I was an asshole, this school, these people, it starts to mess with your mind after a while." He said genuinely. "I don't wanna be that way anymore"

I didn't say anything. I just looked up at him and when he opened his eyes, I couldn't look away. I felt happy.

"Say something" he seemed almost, sad.

"Xavier, I-" my voice cracked

Before I could respond, he pushed me all the way back, against the door. His soft lips made me forget everything bad in the world.

The kiss was soft and slow, not like our usual encounters that are fast hungry. His hand gripped my waist tightly and he was pushed up against me.

He moved to my cheek, my jaw, and my neck. The hickies felt good in the moment, but covering them up was always a bitch.

I ran my hands through his blonde hair. It was soft and fluffy. I even tugged a little to hide a moan.

He reached under my skirt and pulled down from the hem of my underwear. They were little white panties with tiny pink flowers, the ends were trimmed with lace.

He picked me up and sat me on a counter. He was kissing my lips when I felt his fingers rub me. My breath hitched and he did it again and again. Soon, he slid a finger in. I was so wet it slid in smoothly.

I threw my head back and moaned loudly. He quickly kissed my mouth to quiet me.

"You gotta be quiet, baby" he chuckled and continued pumping into me with his fingers.

"It feels so good" I bit my lip hard.

He sped up his pumping and stared at me in the eyes. I felt my legs shaking in pleasure. He stuck his other hand in my hair, my curls were messy and wild, and all this physical activity was not helping. The feeling peaked and I couldn't hold it in any longer.

I felt myself tighten around his fingers and he chuckled, pleased. My legs stiffened and I pulled his hair. I moaned so loud I was sure someone heard us.

He pulled out his wet fingers and looked at them. He put them in his mouth and sucked off some of the juices. He stared in my eyes and I grabbed his hand and licked myself off him. I felt him groan.

"How are you so fucking perfect" he stared at me for a second and I saw his eyes twinkle. I pulled him into a kiss and we stayed like this for a little.

The bell rung, signifying the end of our lunch period. I bent down to pull up my panties, and I grabbed my bag and blazer off the ground.

"I have practice, but only until 4. Wait for me?" He asked hopefully.

I nodded and smiled. With that, he left the tiny closet and I was alone.

I waited a few minutes and walked out, going to my next class.