WEEKEND “Do I look Okay?” I ask as I watch myself for any flaws I might have missed, on my phone camera for the umpteenth time. “Peanut, you look more than okay. You look amazing. I couldn't stop staring at you all the way here.” He says in that calm and patient voice like I hadn’t been asking the same question for the last one hour. I fight off the blush that rose to my cheeks after his compliments, I would never get used to it anyway. Squaring my shoulders, and taking a deep breath, I go; “Ready. Finally.”“I was content with just watching you.” He says before walking out of the car and rounding to my side. “Thank you.” He gives me an eye brow rise, the action tumbles in my belly and rolls around until I am tempted to pull him into a kiss. “If your parents live so close by, why haven’t you ever visited?” He takes my hand in his, gently leading me up the stairs of his parents house. The house was your typical family house, with the wrap around porc
UNDONE “I was going to tell you it was going to last all weekend, but I chickened out last minute. I’m sorry.” He says all of this in one breath. I’m too guilt ridden to get mad at him, and my smile is as real as it can get whilst full of guilt. Plus, his apology was my undoing. It was cute. “Its okay.”He peers into my face, his brows pulled together in the way they do when he studies me. I make my eyes wider, trying to create the illusion of everything is okay. “Are you sure?”I wave his concerns away, “Positive. I’m just feeling the exhausted. Speaking of, where is the room?” I ask as we stand in the hallway packed full of framed memories. His mom had asked me to show me to the room I'll be staying for the weekend, and he spilled his guts immediately we were away from earshot. He scratches the back of his neck. “Here.” He points to the only room in the hallway and shrugs.“My sisters took everything else and left me with this.”So it was his ch
CONFLICTED I did not mean to get up so late the next morning, even I know it was terrible manners to visit someone, especially the parents of the man you were sleeping with and not help out around the house, but game night last night ran into the wee hours of the morning. Saph finally graced us with her presence late into the night, when both parents had retired for the night. “Good afternoon peanut.” My eyes scan the room to find him, he stands at the door of his room, in different clothes from yesterday, he must have gotten up earlier. He is beaming at me, and this causes butterflies to flutter around my chest and stomach. “It's afternoon already? I missed everything!” I exclaim and jump out of bed. “You missed nothing, everybody else just got up.” He says walking into the room. “Really? Are you just waking up?” I find that I am dressed in just my shirt, as I discarded my pants before I collapsed into bed last night. He presses his mouth on my forehead and tha
BACKTurns out the definition of swimming for the Walker family was to lounge around the beach, taking cute pictures and splashing at the shallow end of the water. “I still can’t believe there are people in California who can’t swim.” I tell Vaughn as we walk along the beach, my hand sitting comfortably in his. Electric jolts crawl up our joined hands and I have to stop myself from thinking about it. “We are exceptions then. We like to tell ourselves it's because we aren’t from here.” I chuckle, Sandy had said that same thing over and over, her sisters agreeing with her. “This is nice.” I found myself saying as the cool breeze went through my hair. I feel Vaughn's eyes on me, my own eyes wandered everywhere but his face, I couldn't meet his eyes. “You showed me your cool place back in Maine, why don’t I show you mine?” My head jerks up, excitement already brewing in my guts as he hurried me along, obviously impatient to get us there. “Your special, cool
HOT“You are drooling everywhere on my leather couch.” Leo chastised, snapping out of my reverie. “I know the memories of him are just that hot, but does my couch have to suffer?” I blush all the way to my toes, from the top of my head. I was thinking about Vaughn and our activities at the library. The way his mouth moulded against mine ever so delicately, his hands moved like an expert every where on my naked skin, he knew what to do with me, my body was his canvas. I clear my throat nosily, trying to distract myself from my thoughts. “What makes you certain that I was thinking about him?” He rolls his eyes as if I was dumb for asking that question. I had come back home Sunday afternoon without my professor and announced to everyone who was willing to listen; AKA Cecilia, Jessica and Leo, that henceforth, i had nothing to do with the most good looking professor in the world because I did not love him and I got what I wanted out of the arrangement, more
DENIAL“Holy shit! If love does exist.. it does exist, so I actually do love him.” The words sounded foreign in my ears, but they were true, or else why was my heart banging against my rib cage? And my stomach in tumbles? “I love him.” I whisper.And then with even more conviction, I go, “I really am in love with him!”“Much better isn’t it?”Excitement bubbled in my veins, threatening to burst wide open. “Much! Oh, thank you Leo! Thank you so much! I gotta go let him know how I feel. Do you think he would accept my feelings? Oh my god if I get rejected or something, the world has to end.” He chuckles. “Hey, I got rejected and I turned out okay.” I physically wince at that.“I’m sorry about that.”He waves me and my too late of apology away. “I got over it. Besides, we are talking about you and your first love now.” I bite my lip in thought.“Did you always know? That I was in love with Vaughn.” It still sounded foreign and made me feel t
DISGUST It seems all the phones were going off at the same time. I mostly ignored mine whilst scouring the internet for his sister's social media and hopefully, their phone numbers. I had sent dozens of texts to him but got no response, and it had taken a stern talking to from Leo for me to see that going over to his place would only fan the rumours and put him in an even more awkward position. Cecilia’s agents and others were calling non stop, I pretend not to see her grit her teeth as she hit the ignore button. Guilt nipped at my conscience but I was too preoccupied to let it bother me. Jessica kept rejecting calls from people we shared classes with. The whole thing had gone crazy, people were actually leaving comments about how I was favoured in his class and how we always left class together, some might be true but I wish they’d focus on their business, we are two grown adults. “Any luck finding them?” I shake my head, not looking away from the screen. I lef
LOVER GIRL I swiped reject on Anne's call again as I head for the door. A text comes from her immediately I do, like she was typing the message as she called. “A heads up, the school board will be calling you in.” My heart dropped to my stomach, as if it was not already there since the whole ordeal started. “Where are you going?” Jessica asked in an urgent tone. Just then an e-mail drops, the one inviting me to sit with the board, the date and time said now, and failure to attend means I was guilty and ready to receive whatever punishment came our way. “School board. And I have to go now.” My voice raised, even in my ears. Jessica cursed and then slipped on her shoes. “Let's go.”“What do you mean..?”She snatched the car keys from me. “You are too shaky to drive, and you will need moral support.” She matches to the car after her spiel. I numbly follow her to the car, and as I fix my seat belt, Leo and Cecilia slid into the back seat. I can only mana