StepFather

Chapter 2.8

| Drew |

It was eight period and I was sitting in Technology looking like a lost puppy. Alana and I aint have this class together, but I had her shit and she ain't even come back to Art to get it. I even went to the office after Art ended and Mrs.Whaley at the front desk said she came in then left. Fuck typa shit is that? When I asked why they even call her to the office she said 'Sorry Drew, but that's confidential' I just kissed my teeth an left.

I was just aimlessly scrolling through wikipedia, not even reading this guy's bio that Mr.Clarke assigned as classwork. I'm going to be a basketball player, fuck I need to know about some scientist for?

"Drew" I looked up and saw Taylor standing there. Shit. I forgot I had this class with her. I eyed her once more before suddenly taking an interest with the guy on the screen. Anything could interest me when she comes around, haha.

"Drew.. I know we're not on good terms right now but I want you to know that I love you and even though I give you a hard time, I know you love me too" she proclaimed while trying to sit down in the seat beside me. Alana's bag was obviously there but she still tried to force herself down. I quickly took the bag up and rested it in my lap.

"So.. how about you take me out tonight and we chat over dinner?" she tried to touch my arm but I pulled back.

"Uh, Taylor.. you're a cool chick and all. But I thought I ended it with you days ago." I didn't say it harsh or anything, just simply stating facts.

"I kno-"

"And you should also know that I have a girlfriend" even though my eyes were glued to the screen I could still see her face fall from the corner of my eye.

"Already?! We just broke up!" she raised her voice and a couple of the kids snickered, minding our business.

"Ima need for you to bring that shit down.."

"Who's the bitch then Drew? Who got you so fucking sprung that you could just drop a year of what we had" I kissed my teeth and kept my focus on the screen. She didn't seem to give a fuck when I broke up with her, but when she hear that I found someone new she suddenly throws in this 'year' bullshit.

"It's that new bitch huh?" I didn't respond and that led her to her answer.

"I fucking knew it.. you just met the bitch two days ago, are you f-"

"Why the fuck is it your concern? We done." I spat at her then hit print on the page. Fuck this shit. I picked up the paper from out the printer and made my way out the classroom, not giving a fuck about what Mr.Clarke was saying.

I aint wanna be in school no more. Alana aint here and shit is just a drag.

| Alana |

"Wow.." I marveled at how the interior of his condo looked. It wasn't too fancy, but it looked better than our apartment back in Cali.

"Thanks.. now let's go upstairs" he wrapped his arms around my waist from the back and I could just feel his hard-on. After his 'feasting' in what I found out to be a janitor's closet we left the school. Just like that, no questions asked.

He said he wanted to please me, but not in no school and the only place we could go was to his condo. I was not up for any car sex, not now at least.

"the view is beautiful" I mentioned randomly while looking out his big ceiling to floor windows.

"so are you" he pushed his lower half onto me more and trailed kisses along my neck. I reached my hand up and rubbed on his semi fuzzy jaw line. He seemed to be trying out a bearded look and I was loving it.