“It’s fifty, but it’s worth it.”
“Yea cause it’s not a very big bag, but I’ll take your word.”
I held out my hand, allowing the cash to be exchanged as I slipped the baggie into his jacket pocket. I nodded, “Paper’s in there too, for the rolling. Keep it by word of mouth, I don’t want any athletes coming to me, understand?”
He nodded, walking off as I walked away from the bathroom door and down the hall to return to History. I had gotten out of class to meet the kid, so I only had eight more bags to sell. The word would get around quick, but I hated doing it.
The only reason I was doing it was because I was low on cash and Ross promised me a big cut. I was just praying that this shit didn’t turn bad.
Then as I rounded the corner I ran into Emma, someone who I hadn’t expected to see during fourth hour. I smiled, “Emma.”
She studied me, tilting her head, “What are you up to?”
I smirked, leaning against the row of lockers, “Nothing, just skipping class. You know, being a bad-ass and all.”
She smiled, “Yea, real sexy Sam.”
I leaned forward, whispering, “I could bring you to the upstairs bathroom and we could smoke, if you’re really feeling brave.”
At this moment I touched her arm, and to my surprise she didn’t retract it away from me. I smirked, knowing I was giving her a good sight that I was interested, even though I was convinced Emma and I had a little something more going on.
I watched her lick her lips, then bite her lip as she continued to play along, “I like bad boys and all, but Sam you’re not a boy, and I told you I can’t smoke.”
Gosh she looked so fucking good right now, with her light brown eyes that were taking me in, and her long light brown hair with a hint of blonde. I moved in closer, continuing to jokingly flirt with her, “Yes, we’ve established I’m a girl, but you said you’d marry me, Emma. Don’t be trying to divorce me already.”
She laughed at this and covered her mouth, looking way too irresistible in the moment. I wanted to kiss her so bad it hurt, but I wasn’t sure this was the time. Especially out here in the hallway while class was going on.
She sighed heavily, “Sam, you’re going to get me in trouble.”
I shrugged, “That’s my job.”
She bit her lip again as she leaned against the locker looking at me, “You’re gonna be at practice today, right?”
I nodded, “Of course, it’s my community service for Miss Adams.”
She smiled, nodding, “I gotta go back to class, and you do to! You better not skip anymore Sam, you hear me?”
YOU ARE READING
Assisting Miss Adams (GirlXGirl) OLD VERSION
Romance~TeacherXStudent/ GirlXGirl~ Sam never had an easy life, and as she battles with the memories of her dysfunctional past she also has to battle the sexual tension she has for her hot History teacher, Miss Adams. When her older brother brings home a f...
