St. Mary's School For Women

Is This a Date?

"Goodmorning class." Mr Baxter says, his usual disgusting grin spread across his face. I've done all of my homework, so there's no reason for him to pick on me. I swear when he looks at me he rolls his eyes. I just smile. "Have we all done our homework?" As usual the whole class says together, except me. "Yes Mr Baxter." He looks at me again and this time I nod my head. Yes I fucking did my homework Mr Baxter. Class goes by swiftly today and somehow I go over another girl's house to do homework. Her name is Alexandra and she's pretty cool. Talked about way more than sucking cock. "Do you like this school?" She asked. "Do you?" I ask. I mean, who does? "Nah," she says. "I'm just doing this cause I kinda have to. When Dad left our income nearly quartered." "I'm so sorry to hear that. I wish I could say something like my dad left. Well actually I don;t, but you know what I mean. "It's okay," she says. "Why do you go to this school? Money problems too?" "Yea," I say. "Nothing more, nothing less." She looks at the floor. "Yea, same here." We finish our homework a little while later and I promise to come over again. To hang out. Eww.

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When I get home Luis texts me. "Hey sweetheart, you ok?" "Yes, I'm okay." I reply. God, he does something to me that I can't explain. "Wanna go for a ride? You think your parents would let you out?" Fuck no. But what my parents don't know can't hurt them. "Yea. sure." Lets try not to sound like I'm excited as fuck, AND lying. "Alright, I'll swoop you in an hour love." "Cool.' I say right before I jump out of my skin. OMG. This is insane. I wash up super quick and throw on something comfortable. I don't want to be too 'enticing'.

Luis doesn't come till about 11 o'clock and I'm PISSED. "Four hours later is an hour?" I ask. He smiles. "You're cute when you're angry ya know." He knows what he's doing. I'm not angry anymore. "Thanks," I say and slip into the passenger's seat. He smiles again, I swear I can't get enough. We pull into the cafe again. "I thought we were going for a drive?" "We are," he says. "I just wanted to eat first. Is that alright with you miss?" I smile. "Yes sir." I say. He looks at me, something glazes over his eyes. He must like that. "Thank you." He says. I don't know what he defines as 'eating', but he only orders a milkshake. He asks for two straws. Gross, how romantic. I can't help but blush. "Ok," he says. "This here is not easy, it goes nothing like it does in the movies V," he smiles. "Do you think we can do it?" "Yes." I say, almost too eagerly. I want to kiss him again. I hope this ends with a kiss. He leans over the table, pulls my hands to the glass, and I swear, almost seductively begins to sip. I do the same, and immediately get brain freeze. "Fuck," I say. "Brain freeze?" He smiles. "Well duh," I say. "What else?" I don't know why I just said that. For some reason I just want to tease him, touch him, fuck him. He leans over a little closer. "Well I thought maybe it was too much for you to have my face so close to yours." I blush. He cups my face in his hands and stares at me blush for a little while longer before kissing me. Fuck, I couldn't be more wet. He wraps his hand around my neck and pushes me back up against the booth. FUCK. He kisses me harder and I swear I could've stripped right then, had not the waiter existed. "Err," she says. "Can I get you the check?"