I started my day off like any other. I woke up, took a shower, got ready, and went to school. It was going by as dull as always. There was nothing out of the ordinary. So what did I do different to be stuck alone with her?
After my fifth period, biology, I walked to class. As I saw that Emma was the only one there, I tried to make a break for it. It didn't work out because the teacher caught me before I could. He told to get inside like a good student and behave.
The phone rang and Mr. Gonzalez quickly went over to answer the phone. I pull out my own as I go to take my seat. Class hasn't started, but at least a few students should be here by now, I thought. I look around to find that Emma's desk was closer than I thought. The class was so quiet. There was a loud CLANG noise, which made me turn. The teacher hung up the phone and ran out the class yelling "Now what the hell are these monkeys doing over there!". I laugh at how it was ironic that a teacher always going around saying "NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS!" and "DON'T GO YELLING SO MUCH" is doing exactly that.
While his voice fades out from the hall, the class goes silent. My heart began to beat rapidly. Heat rised to my face and it got hot all of a sudden.
"Great, another hot flash. Really? This again? Honestly, what a pain", I mumbled to myself. The burning sensation and wave of heat in my face got stronger. Tears were forming and rolling down my cheeks. I'm not sure where the rest of the students were, but I'm glad that they aren't here to see this.
"Are you crying?" Emma asked from behind me.
"No, why would I be crying?" I replied.
"Because you missed me so much that you're overjoyed to be alone with me", she spoke as if we have been friends this whole time.
How can she be so casual? What am I supposed to say?
"By the way, why haven't you spoken to me these past few weeks? So how have you been doing?"
How can she act like this?, I kept asking myself. I didn't want to respond to her questions or speak to her.
The hot flash that came over me passed and my face cooled down, when I took off my jacket.
"Are you not going to say anything?", she asked again.
"I plead the fifth", I say jokingly. I hear her chuckle and say "You changed".
Did I really? Maybe it's just what you think.
My heart pounded against my chest, almost like it wanted to escape the tension in the air. I avoided meeting her eyes due to the tears and my face burning, so when I finally turned to face her, I saw her smiling widely. It isn't a regular smile she gave her friends. Her eyes aren't smiling. The idea that I might be in danger made me flinch.
She grabbed her stuff and moved to the desk next to mine. I watched her as she sat down to pull out a Mathematics textbook. "Are you going to say something or just stare?". She glanced my way. "Like I asked before, why haven't you spoken to me since we saw each other again?"
"Isn't that what you wanted? For me to pretend like we didn't know each other", I respond turning to avoid eye contact with her.
The chair scraped against the floor as she rose from her seat. She drew close. "Look at me" she says angrily. I ignore the order and continue to play on my phone. I can tell my actions most likely angered her more because she pulled my arm, which made my body spin to her completely. I turn my head to avoid her gaze. It angered her even further, so she grabbed my face as well and now I was caught in her eyes. She got so close, her breath and mine almost seemed as one.
"No, I didn't want you to pretend. You always jump to conclusions on your own. This is one of the reasons I can't stand you", she says.
I could feel my heart stop. That took me by surprise much more than her smile.
Why? She can't stand me? Does that mean she hates me? Has she hated me this whole time? Did I do something wrong? Something to make her mad? So many questions were rushimg in my head that I had forgotten Emma is right in front of me. Even so I felt like crying. Tears were already falling.
"Damn it! Why are you like this?", Emma says irritated and sighs. She kept checking around us multiple times, like she was looking for something. She stopped and stared intently into my eyes. Her breath grew warmer as her face got closer to mine. Slowly inching closer till our lips were none other than a few milimeters apart. She needed only to move a little for our lips to touch. She didn't move any further than where we stood. I looked to her eyes and saw hesitance and fear.
I'm so going to regret it, but I want this. Why do I want it though? I don't even know.
I was going to make a move, but I hear a stampede of footsteps coming in the direction of the class. I glance around trying to avoid rotating my head, not wanting to move from how close we have gotten. As well as I, she heard the footsteps growing closer and pulled away.
"No. Damn it. We were so close." I thought as I stand up to get my notebook from the counter on the same side as the door.
CLICK
Emma shuts the door carefully, as to not cause much noise.
"Why'd you close it? We'll get into trouble, you know.", I say.
"Don't act innocent. You know exactly why", she replied.
She swifted her way through the row of desks, grabbed me, and pushed me against the counter. Her chest and mine were so close, we heard each other's hearts beating rapidly. She put her arms around me tightly, so as to not allow me an escape route. She has no idea that I want this as much as her. Finally, what we both been yearning for. She lets our lips touch gently into a kiss.
"Open your mouth a bit", she says with a gentle tone.
I do as she says and pull my lips apart. She grabs my face and lunges for a kiss once more. It hurt where her fingers dug into me, but the pleasure was deeper. Her tongue snaked into my mouth and twirled along side mine. I was melting. She knew this and took advantage of how she was in control of me. The kiss became aggressive like we were starving for each other. I grabbed the back of her head, hair between my fingers, and pull her onto me even more.
"Sirena, Emma open the door".
We ignore Mr. Gonzalez and the students outside. We know they can't see us. The actions can't be seen, so nothing to worry about. The knocking became louder and louder. We know it can't go on any longer, so finally we pulled away from our desire, hunger for each other. We stay there catching our breaths. Still so close together, I feel her moving my shirt to reveal my bare shoulder. She leans down, gently kisses my shoulder, and takes a bite into me. I flinch at the pleasure she gives me. I look up to her. She looks back at me, then steps away to her desk and I to mine.
"I still remember", she says walking back to her seat.
"Why di..", before I could finish my question, a riot of students burst through the door. The teacher unlocked it with a key from the neighboring teacher.
"Didn't you guys hear me knocking?", Mr. Gonzalez asks us sternly.
"No sir, we had our headphones on", we respond.
He got interrupted by the group of kids behind him. Emma glances my way, licks her lips, and grins. I smile and just watch as she stands up to meet her friends at the doorway.
"What happened to your face Sirena?", Mr. Gonzalez asks concernly, while he touches my face.
"Nothing sir" I respond.
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