S.L.T./Anthony "Ant" Vaughn

eight

I don't even give Amerie time to breath after she gets in my car.

"Where the hell have you been all weekend?" I ask. "Like I seriously thought you were kidnapped."

Amerie laughs. "Okay mom."

"You didn't answer your phone," I tell her. "I thought maybe you'd finally lost it and thrown yourself into the ocean or something." Amerie laughs. "It's not funny. I was worried. Life's been kind of hard for you lately."

"I was at the beach," Amerie tells me.

"By yourself?" I ask. "All weekend?"

Amerie shakes her head. "No."

I look at her curiously. "Who were you with?" Amerie smiles slightly. "A boy?"

"Malakai," Amerie tells me.

I smile widely. "You were with Malakai?"

Amerie nods. "And he walked me home."

"Did you kiss him?" I ask.

"Yeah," Amerie tells me. "And we sort of..."

"Sort of?" I ask.

"Well after the fight with Harper I kind of went to Malakai's and we had sex," Amerie tells me.

I squeal. "Amerie!"

She laughs. "I know. I know."

"How was it?" I ask.

"Fantastic," Amerie tells me. She laughs. "Like really really good."

"Oh thank god you finally got laid," I tease. "You've been such a boring old prude."

"I was not a prude," Amerie insists.

"No you were just drooling over Dusty," I remind her.

"Not anymore," Amerie tells me.

"Good," I tell her. "Malakai is so much better for you."

Amerie shouts as we see Darren and Quinni walking into school. "And a chance to get naked!" She wraps her arms around them.

"No!" Darren shouts. "No! Where have you been all my life?"

"I took a self-care day," Amerie tells them.

"Yeah self-care," I tease.

"Good for you," Quinni says.

"Thanks. I went to the beach, had some fish and chips, had some sеx," Amerie says.

"What?" Quinni shouts.

"Your girl dropped the V plates!" Amerie shouts. "You couldn't tell, could you? I don't feel that different. Do I look different? Am I glowing?"

"No. But you do have a cornflake on your shirt," Quinni tells her.

"Who with?" Darren asks. "No, wait, let me guess."

"Malakai," Amerie tells them.

Darren chuckles. "Twenty-four hours ago you swore you would never touch a dick again. And here you are. Amerie has entered the chat."

"Yes. Don't get too excited," Amerie says.

"I'm so proud of you," Quinni tells her. "Is his dick big?"

"How many times did you cum?" Darren asks.

"I do not cum and tell," Amerie insists.

We walk into the courtyard and everything is covered in pride flags.

"Ew. The school is back on its gay shit," Darren remarks.

"It's totally not a serious thing though. I think we're both going to keep it chill," Amerie tells us.