Despite the fact that my throat was constricted, I was still able to swallow. Despite the fact that I didn't want to think about it because I didn't want to relive the memories, I wanted her to be aware of it all the same. I was clueless as to the motivation for my want for her to be aware of it; all I knew was that I did.I said it with my jaws clenched together and pointed to a tree that she had run into. I refrained from looking in her direction and instead kept my attention fixed on the water as I listened to it flow over the rocks. I didn't even bother to acknowledge that she was there. It was painfully difficult to make the effort to keep the scenes out of my conscious mind while my head was really pounding, and I was doing my best to block them out. The pain in my brain was excruciating.After sensing a chilly brush on my arm, which caused me to look in that direction, I looked down to see Sharon's fingers stroking slowly up and down my forearm. After that, I peered in that dir
"Are you going to put that tiny cherry in your mouth?" As we were leaving the supper, Dad questioned us about it."Fuck yeah," I said without thinking about it."Damn," Dad laughed, "that would seriously piss off her father." "That would seriously piss off her father.""Heh," I said with a small smile, and I licked the inside of my lips with my tongue. "Yeah, I'd say that it would." Dad's advice: "Well, get her worked up so that she'll do your biology work," You need to maintain your attention on the task at hand, but it's okay if you tease her a little bit as long as it doesn't get in the way. Murphy was bragging about how intelligent she was, so if you play your cards properly, maybe she'll be able to help you with the rest of your schoolwork as well.I responded with, "Yeah, that sounds like a good plan." As my thoughts went through the events of the time I had spent with her, I nodded my head in agreement.Seeing her standing there in the hoodie, just beyond my target.The comfor
She gave me an odd look as she glanced at me for a moment before turning her head away again.She muttered, "Well, I hope I didn't miss too much," as she picked up her pace and continued walking. "Catch you in the biology class!""Oh yeah!" I yelled out as I picked up the pace in my pursuit to get there before she did. "What the hell was with the blow off that took place last Friday? Do we go with this endeavor, or do we not?"She came to a stop and gave me a sideways glance.She advised, "Don't feel as if you have to put yourself out," and I couldn't agree more. "We can meet in the library after school if that is convenient for you.""I am participating in weightlifting.""How much longer is that?""Only a quarter of an hour.""You can count on me to be there.""Promise?" I asked.“Promise.” She flashed a grin.“Okay.” I smiled back at her as she turned the corner into the hallway. I yelled out, "See you later!" in anticipation.She gave a wave and continued on her way.The pace of i
"Look, Phanuel," she began to him with venom in her voice, "I know how the whole jock thing works. You are the most valuable member of the team, yet even if you don't do much, the grade you receive reflects that. I got it. You don't need to put on any sort of front with me. I am well aware that you have no intention of actually contributing anything to this endeavor, therefore there is no reason for you to even bother pretending to be here. I assure you that I will write your name at the very top of the article.“Hey!” I extended my hand and grasped her arm, but I let go of her right once when she hissed angrily at me. "I am able to complete my own work!""Oh, well, whatever!" She distanced herself from the situation and rolled her eyes. "Despite the fact that you are consistently tardy to class, Mr. Bucher has said nothing to you about it. You don't take notes, and you don't even carry a pencil—you fucking slacker!It took me a few seconds to get over the fact that she used the word
After pulling into the parking lot, I got out of the car with a tiny hand shovel and the potted mums that I had just bought. I made my way through the forest and around a few significant stone structures as I proceeded. I walked to the left of a small mausoleum that was located in the middle of the cemetery. There were several graves in that area. There was a large marble stone in the shape of a rectangle and it had a mauve tint along the path's edge.Francis PhanuelDedicated Mother and Adored SpouseAfter getting down on my knees in the wet grass, I used the miniature shovel to make a hole in the dirt that was large enough for the mums, then I removed the flowers from the plastic container they were in and planted them in the ground close to the gravestone. I took a slow, deep breath as I leaned back on my knees and ran my hands through my hair at the same time. After making a slight adjustment, I altered my position and squatted down next to her gravestone. After that, I drew my kn
I caught a glimpse of one of the rooms and immediately recognized it as Sharon's. The tiny desk and chair just beneath the window let me identify it. A CRT monitor was perched atop an outdated desktop PC. There was a full-sized bed with a Brown comforter over it, a dresser with a light, a nightstand with an MP3 player, and a stack of dystopian-themed books on the opposite side of the window, where I couldn't see them from the outside.“Williams?”As my heart continued to race, I resisted the need to respond. My elbow was caressed by her hand as I felt her approach beside me.Sharon ran her fingers down my arm, "Geez, Williams—you're absolutely freezing," she remarked. You have ice-cold skin.She gave me a thorough once-over while lowering her voice.She grabbed my hand and led me to the edge of her bed, calling out, "Come here." She pushed me forward by pulling back the comforter and the sheet that was covering it. She then put her palm on my shoulder blade. "Get in."I questioned, "I
She said, "I made Mexican," and as she did so, I noticed that her cheeks were beginning to turn a shade of pink, and she was biting down on her lip once more. "Do you like enchiladas?"I tried to contain my laughter by laughing through my nose, but it just wasn't working out very well."Yeah," I answered, "I do.""Rice and beans with a Mexican twist?"“Definitely.” My stomach growled in approval as a response to the overall concept, as though the world required a concluding punctuation mark. Even more astonishing than the fact that I regained my appetite on this day was the discovery that I also felt an odd sense of calm while I was in her company.My mind was filled with the words of William Shakespeare: "Her voice was ever soft, gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman." Sharon was successful in bringing a sense of peace to my thoughts in some way.How on earth did she manage that?Damn.Sharon had some culinary skills.Perhaps it was because I hadn't had anything that was truly
As my hand traveled up her back, past the top of her shirt, and down to the middle of her back, I became acutely aware that she did not have a bra on. This was the first realization I had had all night. When girls went to bed, did they typically put them on? They almost certainly did. It did not appear as though they would be comfortable in any other situation.I made a conscious effort not to dwell on the fact that her body was mashed up against mine and that I was quite certain that her nipples were resting on my chest. If I gave that any thought...well, let's just say that I didn't want to test my luck. Not right now.At the very least, Sheriff Brown was anticipated to be at his residence today.I hated the words as soon as they left my mouth, "I should probably go," but I uttered them anyhow. "I'm not sure that I want your dad to walk in here at this particular moment," I said.I observed as Sharon's normally rosy cheeks suddenly turned bright red.She chimed in with a "No, probab