It’s Wednesday now and since Mathew’s parents are back and I haven’t seen him outside of school. After school Mathew asked me to go over. I told him I had to finish a project. So I would be busy. Mathew told me to just do it at his house so he can spend time with me. It’s around 6pm and I get my things in my backpack and head over. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I've been there when his parents are home. Like with them knowing I’m there not sneaking into his room. Pre- hooking up with him though.

I get there and he comes outside for me. He’s wearing a hoodie with nothing under it, shorts that reach half way to his thighs. The ones fitness guys be wearing and some slides. We walk in and he introduces me. 

“Alexis, this is my mom and dad. Mom and dad, this is Alexis, you've met him before.” Mathew is standing between us. I say hi. 

“Oh he’s Marco’s friend right?” His mom commented.

“Yeah he’s been here a few times.” Mathew started looking at me smiling. “We’re going to be doing homework.” That was my signal to follow him. They smile at me and I walk past them.

“Oh I’m ordering food if you want to stay for dinner!” She shouted. 

I guess I haven’t really described his house yet. When you enter the front door to the right is a small living area to greet people or hosts. Then you walk a little more down the hall entering the living room to the right and to the left is an opening to the dinning area facing the street. After that is the kitchen going to the garage. If I walk straight from the living room and don’t go up the stairs there’s an office and a gym. His stairs are curved leading to the master bedroom as soon as you get upstairs. 

His house kinda has two wings separated by the main bedroom in the middle. To the right there’s two bedrooms and to the left is a guest room and Matthew's room. I don’t know how close his parents' bed is to Mathew’s side so they could hear technically being across the hall. 

I walk in and sit on his bed taking off my shoes. I pull out my laptop to work on my project. Mathew sits behind me with his legs at my sides. He puts his head on my shoulder weighing me down a little bit. I continue my work regardless. He started to kiss my check then my neck. He bites my ear and licks it trying to tickle me. It works and I move my head. “I won’t get it done if you're going to be distracting me.” I told him.

“Then don’t get distracted.” He kisses my neck. 

“Don’t you have to do the same project?” I asked him. 

“We’re pretty much finished and Kayle is finishing the rest.” His hand starts to go on my neck now too. “I could have helped you if I was your partner.” He added.

“You've always partnered with Kayle.” I replied. ”And you can still help me.” He is still messing with my neck. It honestly feels really good.

“Yea but I could be your partner instead of Troy. “

“Don’t you have other homework?” I asked him. I’m starting to feel like he caught on with what happened with Troy and I because of the other day. He obviously couldn’t possibly know everything but I think he knows there’s a thing. 

“Yea but my boyfriend already did it so I’m just going to copy it.” He mocked. 

“You still have to copy it then.” I reach for my government folder. I handed it to him. “Do it while I do this.” He finally gets off me and sits to my right leaning over copying it down. When he is done he comes back to me. “Why don’t you help me so that way I’ll be done faster?” He agrees and pulls out his laptop. 

Mathew is actually really smart; he just messes around in class. He helps me and we finish in ten minutes. “Now can you kiss me or you have something else?” He grabbed me and pulled me towards him kissing my arm and my neck. He moves me laying on top kissing me. I move my hand and he lets go. I reach up underneath his sweater running my hands on his back lifting his sweater.  We make out for a while until his mom yells that the food is here.

“Do you wanna stay?” He asked me.

“I don’t know.” I replied hesitantly. 

“I would like you too.” He suggested. I agree and we go down stairs fixing ourselves before leaving his room. Going down the stairs he kissed me and then went in front of me. His mom sets the table. His father is sitting at the head and his mother to his right. Mathew to his left and I’m sitting by him. 

We eat for a while and they ask me questions. How long have I known Marco? How do I like the food? My parents? Where are they from? Where I live ect. “So you’ve been here before? Were you at the Mathew’s party this last summer?” She questioned me. Honestly his mother was scarier than his dad. His mom was tall, not as tall as him but tall. He gets that from his dad. But she was tall,blond and beautiful. His father was handsome as well, brown hair, around the same height as Mathew, maybe an inch difference and a nice groomed beard. I wonder how Mathew would look with one? Strong jawline that Mathew has and his eye brows. The rest is just like his mother. 

“Yea I came to his party.” I replied. Mathew just sent daggers at his mom to not say anything out of line. His father was more relaxed. 

“So you could tell me who’s been leaving my son's neck marked up if I showed you a picture—“ she joked but sounded serious. 

“Mom!” Mathew blurred out, interrupting her.

“What? He can see it too, he's not blind.” He was just staring at her, not breaking away. “I don’t know why you let them do that to you.” 

The conversation changes and dinner continues. Mathew puts his left hand on my thigh rubbing it letting me know that he’s there with me if I feel like I need help. We talk about what I want to do and I tell them that I’ll probably go to school for finance/ business and model. With the things I learn I’ll help me in my modeling career. Mathew dad tells me he could help because he works for social media apps. Dinner ends and we start to clean up to go back up stairs. 

“You should come more often. I like you.” His mother told me. 

We entered his room. “Don’t listen to her. You can kiss my neck all you want.” I mean I honestly did go overboard. I know hickeys can be really dangerous sometimes. The week his parents weren’t here I’ve left some on him all over his body from both sides of his neck, parts of his chest and abs and some even on his back. He said he liked them and that people could see them. People must have seen them when he changed in gym class because I would hear people talking about how they talked and wondered who he was seeing. Most of them had faded by now but he still had one on his neck and chest. 

“Well I don’t think so.” I whisper to him. ”She’s scary and I don’t want her mad at me for leaving love bites on you. Do you have a quarter?” I ask him and start looking at his dresser. “Or go put a spoon in the freezer.” I tell him.

“Why?” He questioned.

“To get rid of your hickey.”

“No.” He puts his hand on his neck. “Just don’t give me anymore and let it fade on their own.” I walk over. “Or leave them where people won’t see.” Mathew tells me.

I get my backpack and put it on. 

“I don’t want you to leave.” He sighed. ”I got used to being by you all day.” He hugged me. 

“Me too. We can hang out again this weekend? “ I suggested. 

We walked out of his room to leave. I said goodbye to his parents and he walked me to the car. I got in and he peered through the window. He gave me a kiss and left. I never kiss him unless it was at his house or in private. He doesn’t seem to care that someone could have been looking.

The next day we finished cooking in class and we sat around talking. We wanted to do something since it’s October already. We were deciding on what to do when Troy said to go to an amusement park where after dark it turns into a Halloween haunted place. We all agree. We decide that it’s just going to be us from the class and Logan to make it even.  Stephanie tells us that she feels bad that Tori can’t come. Troy tells her it’s fine. We decide to make Troy tell her so if she did want to come it would be his fault. 

There were six people trying to decide how we’ll get there. We all drive cars that fit five people. Mathew tells us we can take the truck because it’s bigger so it’ll be less cramped. We all agree. After that we were going to go the next day on Friday and skip school but decided to just go Saturday because it would be the same amount of busy-ness and less work for some of us to lie in the morning. 

Friday at lunch I get there kinda later then I normally do being last to get to the table. I had to finish a quiz before we could leave. I get to the table and they all have their food. I set my backpack on my seat and started to walk. Mathew gets up and walks with me. 

“What are you doing?” I asked him when we left the table.

“I need a spoon.” He smiles.

Even when I walk alone I get people staring at me but walking with Mathew is like people’s eyes magnate to him. It’s either girls wanting to check him out. You know when you go to school to see your “school bae” in class or just see him once in the hall. Or the guys that are cool with him also looking. We get to the place where all the utensils are. He grabs his spoon and walks with me into the actual food area. We greet the lunch lady at the front that checks the students out.

I grab my plate and walk over to the options we have for sides. ”Get the fruit cup.” He insisted. I look up to him and he leans down a little and whispers,”I like when you taste like fruit when I kiss you.” I’m surprised with what he had just said. Someone could have heard. I grin and we walk over. I grab the milk and chicken sandwich. We go and I pay for my food. And we head back. 

“Here.” I hand him my milk.  He grabs it and smiles. We get close to the table. “I’m going to go get a juice.” I told him. We have vending machines in the back of the cafeteria. 

“I’ll go with you.” He told me.

We walk and I reach in my pocket. I save up my dollars and quarters to use at school. Since it doesn’t have a card reader yet. The school probably doesn’t care to add one. 

“I’ll pay.” Mathew takes out his wallet with his free hand. While holding his milk he puts in 2 dollar bills. He looks at me to enter the code for the drink I want and I do. The machine goes and gets my drink.

“Thank you.” 

We get back and I eat my food when I get a text. I go to check my phone and it’s Mathew.

      “Stay when everyone leaves.”