The Guy in My Spanish class
60 parts Ongoing This time, I can't help but flinch as he touches me and pulls the other strap down .. baring my other shoulder to his eyes.
"Anthony .. you can't say those things. We .. we're supposed to be best friends." As I try to reason with him, he begins to kiss my shoulder .. making the words come out so much more weaker than intended.
Anthony stays quiet after what I say, or rather he ignores me, instead using his other hand to play with the skin on my stomach exposed from the top.
"I know .." He trails off.
I hold my breath, anxious as I wait to hear what he's going to say next.
"But I genuinely don't know if that's enough for me anymore .."
Anthony moves my hair to side, and the words he speaks are paired with a slow kiss to the nape of my neck.
Beatrix thought she'd never trust another guy again.
Her last relationship had changed her, in so many ways that she hated. The experience had been unbelievable and both unbearable.
After doing the first two years of college online, she transfers to a private university with just one wish:
Normalcy.
The plan was simple .. just keep her head down, study her ass off, try to become a functional person once again and hopefully make one friend or two.
Everything was supposed to start over that year, a fresh start for her. She'd had high hopes and was faithfully prepared to blend in to the background.
And it does go well.
Until she sits down in Spanish, where she meets Anthony Gamaro.
Beatrix finds herself in an odd friendship with the 21 year old football player. One that's strangely wholesome and slowly helps her begin to open up a bit.
Not just to him but new friends, opportunities and the college experience of course, filled with studying, stress, partying, fun and some drama.