No distractions, Just good vibes.

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As I sit in my English class I realize how hungry I was.

Could really go for some shrimp fried rice right now and some mango juice.

The door to the class slowly creaks as it opens and everyone glances at the person walking in.

"You're late Mr.Cortez, that's a detention after school."

He rolls his eye not caring about his attitude adjustments and walks with his head up and sits right behind me.

And all relaxation leaves at his presence.

"Hey shorty." He chirps up.
"Jesse." I reply as if I was bored.

When really inside I felt this strange feeling that seem hard to define.

Was I nervous?

There was twenty minutes left of class.

And he spoke again.

"Let me give you a ride around on my motorcycle."

He whispers as I feel his hot minty breath on the side of my neck.

Mind you he's sitting right behind me so he's probably leaning over his desk trying to seduce and mesmerize me with his words.

"Where do you plan on taking me to?"

I curiously ask, low-key flirting back by slowly turning around and facing him.

"Anywhere that'll let us be each other's only company, no distractions just good vibes."

He says as he leans back in his sit crossing his arms over his chest, where I take mental pictures of how tight and perfectly his shirt embraces his upper body.

He smirks.
"I hope your mind is taking mental pictures for you with those deep stares you're throwing my way."

Already one step ahead of you.

"Pffft, I was just wondering why on earth would you get a size that doesn't seem to fit you properly."

I say trying to cover up my embarrassment.

"Don't deny it babe, and accept my invitation to ride around with me." He grins.

"Fine just tell me when."

"After class for lunch."

I let my mouth hang slightly.
He wants me to leave the school grounds.

He wants me to skip with him!

"Um I don't think so." I quickly answer.

"Aww why not lose the fear of getting caught, no one will see us is leaving."

"Alright I'll do it." I sigh in defeat out of excuses, he too darn persistent.

He smiles as he lets go of one of my curls and watches it bounce back in place.

Could've of sworn I heard him giggle.

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