a 19 year olds story

Jace Grey

"i was hoping you'd ask me that" Jace replies, hearing him say those words make me want to run as far as i can. of course taking jace with me. butterflies immediately enter my stomach and before i can say anything else our english teacher rushes in the classroom shouting at everyone and telling our asses to sit down. jace walks slowly to his seat, but quickly grabs a piece of paper from the front desk and scribbles something on it. he turns to me, who was walking behind him, and hands me the note. i pick it up and realise what it was
"call me after school, okay?" jace winks at me, ever so perfectly it almost looks rehearsed. i wink back with a nod, trying to act as casual as i could. i was a row back from him, which meant i could stare it him and let my imagination go wild all lesson. i can't believe it actually worked! the long day was over and i drove my car home, i stepped my foot through the door and they was a note on the kitchen counter top along with £20 it read:
hi tess,
i won't be home till late, my clients are wanting longer times than i anticipated. they are some snacks in the fridge and some money on the counter if you want to order some food.
lots of love, mum x
i love my mum, yes she is a prostitute and not the best role model but she tries her best. that's what i keep telling myself anyways. she's planning to move in with one of them and leaving this house to my self some time soon. she says she's not good enough to have me. but what happens, happens. i dial the new number that i got from jace earlier at school and ring it. it doesn't pick up the first time but secondly it answers.
"hey, is this jace grey?" i say as i put the phone on speaker
"yes hi tessa" i get a reply, his smooth tone rings through the phone

jace's pov:
as soon as i saw her this morning i fucking knew i had to have her. her long silky brown hair falling over her shoulders perfectly, her ocean blue eyes complimenting her outfit. her amazing voice sending me out of reality. i craved her. "i'm suggesting you called for when we grabbing lunch then?" i said, hopefully achieving sounding calm.
"well that obviously, and i just wanted to talk. can you come over?..." her voice drifted at the end, i think realising what she said. i wasn't going to let this one slide.

back to tessa:
FUCK fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. did i really say that? i'm panicking so much. but the reply i get was beautiful
"yes, where do you live T?" it's almost as if i didn't just say something crazy. but i'm quick to reply. craving him.
"down the street from school, you won't miss it. it's got a big number 47 on the door"
"i'm coming now"
what did i just get myself into?