Tim kept glaring at me and smiling and it's creeping me out. I roll his shirt into his bag before taking it downstairs. The little guy follows me, tailing behind. I drop the bag on the couch so when he mom comes to get him, it won't be hard to find.
"So you got some last night huh?" Tim smirks at me and I place my hand in my chest.
"Excuse me?" I ask the seven years old boy who is staring up at me like he's just won a lottery. He points at Scott who just came down the stairs with bed head, and then points at me. "You two. Last night" he grins and I gasp. Oh my God! I walk away from him, feeling my cheeks flush while the little boy went on laughing.
I walk up to Scott "we might have just tainted the mind of a seven years old boy" I gasp.
"So? The little fucker is bound to know this shit anyway" he drops the glass in his hand. "give him three years and he's trying to get into the pants of his female
"Well isn't it good to see you in a red shirt" David laughs at Scott when he comes in through the door. I turn my face the other way, trying to hide my smile. I made him wear that because I wanted him in a holiday spirit. Scott easily flips David off."Oh Storm darling" Elle greeted me with a warm hug. "It seems like months since I saw you at Thanksgiving" She winked at me."I made lots of cookies" I prompt to everyone including Scott's parents. Val sends me a kiss before dipping her hand in a green sock and pulling out lots of candies. I invited Rose and Hailey too and they're here. It's all so amazing."Seems like Val is all over the place already" Elle giggles. I move on from her to say hi to Grace. She sends me a warm smile before pulling me in for a hug. In the process, I glance at Scott's dad and he grins at me before walking to Carter and the two men banter about whatever they were talking about.
"So you've literally never played basketball before" I hum following Scott round the store as he pushes the trolley. I take it upon me to fill the trolley up."I've never needed it to" he shrugs and stop when I pause to carry a jar of Mayonnaise from the shelve. We'll need this for making New Years dishes and salads."Wait! Tell me how your highschool days were like?" I ask. We've never really talked about this stuffs but everyday, I leaned new things about Scott. He's like an atlas full of wonders. I can't get enough of knowing him. Each time I think I do, he surprises me."Nothing much. Went to school, failed my tests lots of times, fooled around and got lots of tattooes"I smile, trailing my finger up the rose on his arm. "I love them""What?""You're tattoos. It's like who you are, poured out in ink" I giggle. We move on through the store again, Scott had a really char
"I wish I could be here for New Year too" Mom puckers her lower lip at me and I smile before hugging her. She's going back to Canada today and it's bee one hell of a time with her. She gor to meet my friends and new family."We could always video chat whenever""Yeah, it's not the same." Mom rolls her eyes. Her bag is wheeled out of the back of the car by Scott. Since this morning, he's been quiet and I couldn't come up with a reason he's like that. "Give me a hug too would you?" Mom asks Scott.He looks uncomfortable but still goes to hug her I stiffle a smile. She looks so small in his arms because of his height and it has me knowing that's how I look like toi when we hug in public."Take care of yourself...and her" Mom tells Scott."I will" Scott promises before handing me her her luggage."Whoops! Look at the time, I've got to get running before I loose my flight
"Dad?""Baby girl... it's so good to hear your voice" My dad says. My heart fluttered with him calling me his baby. I've known that nick name since I was a little girl."Daddy...". My voice cracks. "You called me""Of course"I move uncomfortably on my chair, keeping my fingers crossed. He's got to have a reason for calling me."I miss you Stormy... it's been years""Yet you didn't call all those years" I didn't mean for my voice to sound judgemental but it does and I'm pleased with myself."I'm sorry Stormy...but I did call" His voice was low and full of regrets, I hope.
I skipped yoga because I wasn't feeling too well. But as I was leaving my English department, I spotted Anna walking toward me. She grins as she grips my hand, holding me and we both walked out together."I'm so happy to be hanging out with you again" she says."It is. How about you and me hang out at Perry Cafe. I'm sure Rose would like to see you again" I chime and she nods her head"I'd love that. " She leans her head on my shoulder " When are you starting the teaching with those little kids?""Soon. I still need to talk to Prod Astor and I'll do that tomorrow"Now, I might but be overthinking this whole reaching thing. It's just going to be foe two weeks in the highest but it might be stressful on my part because of my classes.We both walk toward my car, and I smiled to see Scott waiting there. His hands on the car and the other one in his pocket. He's staring somewhe
I rush to David the instant I see him step out of his car. He'd changed it to a really nice convertible and he looks different in a coat and not pullovers. I almost didn't recognise my best friend as I throw my arms round his neck."God! You've added up!" Was the first thing he said and I chuckled pulling away."Maybe, maybe not..but you sure do look good" I compliment with a grin."Well, I wore this once before and someone complimented me, so I decided to wear it again...maybe more often now""A girl told you that right?" I tease him and his eyes flash before he looks up, raising his glasses above his nose. Oh my gosh! He's anxious."Where's Scott?" He asks, completely changing the subject and I smirk. It has me wondering who told him that. Was it Rose?...grunt! Nah!"Stormy..."I blink until I remember his question, then my eyes dulled. It just
I'm nervous as hell as I walk up the steps to the little kindergarten home I'd be teaching the children in. I hope I'm dressed professionally in a grey skirt, white blouse and black toms. Although, Scott he mocked me in the skirt, I flipped him off saying I was good looking.The glass door opened and a plump lady comes out, a little child in her hand. She smiles at me and I smile right back at her before taking the already opened door from her and sliding into the building.The place is followed with lovely colors, cardboards cut into shapes if tiny things, lots bricks scattered around. Prof Astor approaches me from a nearby door and I allowed my eyes to slide down his outfit of pale blue jeans, white shirt and sneakers.He looks....cute."Good day Mr Astor" I smile up at him and he takes my hand shaking it."Please call me Jacob out here. Last time I checked, I'm just four years old
I roll my sleeves up, helping Cherry to color a pencil she drew. It looked like a banana of some sought but she was pretty good for her age. It's my second week reaching here and it's been a really fun experience for me. I dropped the color and clapped my hands for her, a wide grin took over her face, then her eyes dart to the door and they go wide.Turning around, I see Scott standing at the door, his hands his in his long jacket, his dark rugged jeans right on his legs, and his boot as always was chelsea. He looked sinfully handsome just standing there and he didn't even have to try.Aside from his sinful looks, he has a horrified expression on his face. When I smile at him, he strolled I'm, walking to stand behind me."They're not going to bite, you know" I say and as if on cue, all the kids turned to stare at Scott who cleared his throat."Hello" he says to them and they all chant a hello too. Little C