monday
"yall what?" cris whisper-yelled as her face lit up once she heard the tea i'd just spilt.
"we had sex. and please," i began knowing cris could sorta have a big mouth at times, "keep this on the dl."
"of course." she smirked to me. "how was it?" she wiggled her brows
"heavenly." i said drifting off into my mind of that glorious night. his large calloused hands on my body. his huge member filling me up in the most euphoric ways.
"earth to riah." cris said as she waved her hand in my face
"sorry." i said blankly. "kinda faded outta reality there."
"what did i say, you would be gettin that good dick soon, and you did." cris whisper-yelled to me
"girls." my hefty english literature arts teacher said.
"sorry sir, won't happen again." i said
"it better not." once he turned back around to the board i flicked him off.
"it's weird because it's all these other people chatting away, but he only see us." i pressed on
"right." cris said agreeing with me
"and you two continue to talk after i've asked you to stop." he said, clearly upset
at this point, my teacher was getting on my nerves
"yknow," i began, "it's weird because other people are talking, yet you only see cris and i." i scoffed
"that's it, both of you have detention after school." he wrote us detention slips and turned back around to the board and continued class as if nothing happened
cris and i rolled our eyes.
we always have trouble with this teacher and cris' parents already know, so they wouldn't be that upset that we got detention.
i refused to do anymore class work in his class, he can fail me for all i care.
try me
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cris and i sat in the half empty classroom with a couple other student for detention
the board read "homework"
as if, i thought to myself
the person in charge of detention confiscated our phones, so i couldn't text ethan.
instead cris and i passed notes till detention ended
once it was over cris and i grabbed our phones and headed to the student parking lot
we hopped in our car and i sped to my house
"hey have you talked to jas lately?" i looked to cris, who was on instagram
"no, why?" she asked
"i didn't see her at lunch today." i pressed
"maybe she's sick." cris stated looking back to her phone
"you're right." i said, "but maybe you should call her and make sure everything's ok."
"alright." cris said. "i'll call her when we get to your house. also," she began, "is your dad home?" cris asked
"nope, this time he actually left a note that said he'll be away for about a week, god knows where." i said pissed off that he couldn't even tell me where he'd be. what if the house burned down? what if i got hurt and needed to see him one last time before i died? but in all honesty, i wouldn't care to see him before i died
