Claire was sitting at our lunch table. I didn't particularly mind but at the same time it gave me a bit of a shock. She's been giving me space and now I feel like my needed "space" was no longer in the picture. Claire has always been a part of our friend group and to be honest I'm relieved that didn't change because of a messy break-up. She looked normal to be honest. She was leaning in towards Timothy, obviously engaged in whatever he was showing her. She wore a light blue sundress with small white flowers on it. Her hair was also pulled into a high ponytail. She looked good, she looked refreshed and happy. It warmed me to know she was doing okay at the very least.
I shuffled my feet for a moment as I weighed my options.
1. I could go over there and sit though the awkwardness or...
2. I could leave and be a coward.
Both were great options, I guess. Although being a coward didn't really sit well with me. Claire was brave enough to face me so I should be as well.
My fingers instinctively dug into the straps of my bag as I slowly made my way to the table. Timothy was holding an orange in one hand while he was using his index and middle fingers to shove their way inside the center of the orange.
What the fuck?
I sat down next to him briskly. Though he didn't pay any attention and focused on...whatever the fuck he was doing.
Claire shot me a side glance but that was all I received. When Timothy finally noticed me he peeked up quickly.
"What's up!" He said excitedly. I just hummed in response then brought my attention back to the demolished orange.
"Should I ask what you're doing or is it better I stay out of it?" I say. Timothy just snorts in response.
"I'm showing Claire how to masturbate. The orange is a vagina if you didn't get the memo" he said.
I stared at him completely mortified.
"You can't say shit like that in the middle of the school cafeteria" I hissed. He shot me a genuinely confused look.
"Why not?" He asked. I looked to Claire for help but she only shrugged.
"Besides I'm sure Claire knows how to masturbate" I assure him. Timothy rolls his eyes.
"Just let me be helpful" he says. Claire definitely didn't need pointers on how to masturbate. I knew for a fact she knew how.
I glanced over at Claire only to find her extremely amused. I get it now. She's just indulging him. She's just being kind and putting up with his antics because they make him happy.
Timothy even turned his attention to me so he could explain the wonders of the female vagina. Throughout his demonstration I would say a low "wow" or "I'm so impressed" in order to keep him entertained. Whenever I praised him his eyes would light up and he become giddy.
A few minutes later James joined and shot the orange a worried look. I don't know if he was worried for the orange or for Timothy.
"What's going on" He asked.
"Apparently sex Ed" I said annoyed as Timothy told us about something called the Clock technique. James seemed less than amused. He shot Claire some worried looks as she talked back and forth with Timothy, even going so far as to laugh.
I guess James gave up trying to get Claire's attention and brought his attention onto me.
"I heard you visited New Jersey" he stated.
"How'd you hear that?" I frowned.
"You're single now. Everyone in this school adores you, how could they not know?" He said. I highly doubted anyone in this school "adored" me.
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Christian Turners' Upward Fall (BXB)
RomanceWhen the popular Christian Turner is introduced to his girlfriends cute gay best friend things start to go south very quickly.