I waited patiently, but the way my foot tapped on the floor said that was a lie. Still, I waited. The last bell of the day, the bell for those that had been given de-tention, would soon ring and Anita's time in detention would be over. I'd made sure mine would be the first face she saw as I waited at the door. I'd left my own class early, after the teacher left when she was called to the office. I had to see Anita, see her face. I wasn't disappointed. When she came out of the door her face scrunched up in the cutest way and her jaw dropped. I have that effect on people, what can I say? Anita was good though, and the shock was quickly replaced with a grin.The difference from when we first met to now was so huge; I unconsciously smiled back."Hey," she said, walking over to me. "What are you doing here?"Her curly red hair was in a pony tail on top of her head, soft, glossy curls caught my attention before I glanced down to see those eyes of her smiling up at me.I grinned
"Would you mind if I came over?"My head snapped around to stare at him. I was strapping myself into the seat, and I froze with the seat belt pulled across my body."What?" I said, stunned.He smiled. "I'm asking if you would invite me over to your house. If your Mom is there, I'll just walk you over to the door. I still feel like I should apologize and explain things to her, though, if she was really mad at you."Mom was never really mad, though, just worried. While the neighborhood we lived in wasn't the best look-ing of places, and certainly not at night with a lot of the streetlights gone, it was pretty safe. Still, Mom didn't like me being out late, especially after dark, which was why I didn't spend a lot of time on afterschool activities. The walk back alone was pretty long, if I had to do de-tention or even an after-school club, I'd walk and arrive home late."I guess it's okay," I said slowly.I didn't know what we could do at my house, but maybe I could just talk
I sat down on the bed, bouncing a little. It squeaked in protest, but I ignored it. The bed felt hard under me, nothing like my own big, soft bed. I almost wished I could take Anita to my room, but that might not go down well with my parents. I didn't want her to see what my home life was like, either."There isn't much in here." I'd noted the absence of pictures or the other wall hangings I'd noticed in the bedrooms of others girls I knew. It wasn't like my sis-ter's room at all; hers had been covered with ribbons she'd won for a variety of activities, and other mementos from her time in high school. Anita leaned back against the door and crossed her arms over her chest."I don't need a lot of stuff, to begin with. All I ever do in here is sleep or study.""Hmm."Our gazes met and held, and the small space be-tween us grew charged."Come here," I said, motioning with my hand for her to sit next to me.The bed was pushed against the wall opposite the door, but there was
I hummed, and reluctantly pulled away to unbut-ton my shirt quickly. I was too impatient to undo all the buttons and pulled the shirt up over my head. I kissed her again as I shoved the shirt away, and we scrambled to get naked, Anita's urgency increasing to beat mine. In the short pauses in between kisses to catch our breaths, she would place kisses all over my chin and jaws, giving an occasional nip."Fuck, Anita," I groaned, kicking my jeans. "You're so sexy."She just moaned in response. We were in nothing but our underwear, Anita's legs wrapped around my hips, and I rocked against her, rubbing my erection into her sex through her panties. Sweet little cries poured from her throat that made me grow more and more excit-ed."Ugh," I groaned, forcing myself to stop and kneel above her.Panting, she fluttered her eyes open. The look she leveled on me had me groaning some more. Her lips were swollen and dark red from all the rough kissing; her cheeks flushed, eyes bright with wa
I skipped down the steps of my apartment build-ing, humming a tune under my breath. I came to a com-plete stop when I arrived outside, only to see Evan had parked his car right outside, and his face melted into a wide smile when he saw me."Morning, Anita," he called, pushing off his car and walking over to me."What are you doing here?" I blurted out in shock.He chuckled. "I came to take you to school. I'm just glad I caught you. You have to leave home early be-cause you walk every day, right?"It was true, but instead of answering, I frowned at him."What about you? Wouldn't your parents wonder about you leaving home this early?"Evan shrugged, dismissing it. "It's not a problem. Come on, hop in so we can go."I'd realized he did that a lot when it came to his family. He didn't want to go home early yesterday, ei-ther, and he'd been waiting out my detention with me to drive me home the past few weeks. The thought was quickly wiped away, though, when Evan opened the doo
A loud whistle blew, and I looked up just in time to eat dirt, a bunch of other guys falling with me. I wasn't even sure if I tripped or if someone dropped me because my head wasn't in the game.All of my attention was on Anita.I hadn't told her I had practice today because I didn't have time to, but she should have known, right?The other thing on my mind, though to a lesser degree, was my parents. Was it just me, or did the fights seem to get much worse recently? I wasn't sure, and it wasn't like I could ask, so I kept out of it, but then it had me thinking of spending a night at Anita's place. I knew I couldn't, there was no way her mom would allow it, but the thought was nice.It was that moment of distraction that landed me where I was, on the ground with a lot of weight on top of me that was a little slow to get off."What are you guys doing!" Coach practically screamed at us. "Get up and start the play again! Every-body focus, or we're leaving here after dark!"Ther
Those damn traitors.It was wrong of me to blame the other guys for doing exactly what Coach said, but if there was one thing I didn't need, it was a pep talk, and that was Coach's favorite go to when someone on the team was not pulling their weight right.Still, they cleared away pretty quickly while I was marched into Coach's office and sat down on an old, ratty sofa while he sat comfortably behind his desk."Now, Evan," he started, linking his hands to-gether and leveling me with a stern look. "Are you going to tell me what was going on with you out there, or do I have to ask?"I hesitated. "Um... Coach...""Don't think you're getting out of this easy, kid. I wasn't joking out there when I said I'd bench you. Even if you're a star player, if your head is somewhere else and I let you on that field, not only will our team lose, you can get yourself injured not paying attention. Football is a contact sport, if you head isn't there with you, you get hurt.""I know, Coach," I
It was lunch, and Haley and I were seated at our usual table. My focus wasn't on eating, though, as I kept glancing around the room, looking for someone.Hayley, finally getting fed up with me not paying her any attention, sighed and poked me in the arm."What's going on with you today, Anita? Actual-ly, no. What's been up with you recently because today isn't the only day I caught you acting weird. Is some-thing wrong?" She looked around before leaning closer and whispering. "Is it the baby?"I winced and quickly covered her mouth. We were alone, and there wasn't anyone sitting too close, not to mention the cafeteria was as loud as usual, but it would mean hell for me if people found out. I'd have to do something once it started showing, but I thought I should at least tell people-meaning Mom and Evan-that I was pregnant before focusing on other details."I'm just wondering where Evan is," I admitted.Her eyebrows jumped up. "Wow. You two did grow close, huh? You're even loo