Scheming

School had the vibe of the day before a long holiday break, which was like a Friday on steroids, yet the excitement was subdued and emotions were all over the place. Freshmen saw an end to their peon status, and sophomores had found their rhythm, their clique, and the hope of better days ahead.

Juniors had been in the queue for eleven years, and now they could finally move up to the top of the totem pole. Seniors saw their future in front of them, feeling the remorse of closure, the excitement of greater things ahead and the pressure to succeed. Of course, everything hinged on the finals, and Robert couldn't get his mind on school, even with the added pressure of not having a car all summer. His lunch tray slipped and splashed slop onto the table.

“Hey, don't waste it,” Derek said.

Robert shook his head and said... “In two weeks, we won't be eating this stuff.”

“I'm gonna miss it,” Derek said.

“I'm beginning to wonder if you're even human.”

“So, what's going on?” Derek said with a grin.

“I'm going to race,” he said, instantly feeling the crushing weight of his plan.

“My dad's going to Atlanta and I'm going to race. Patty gonna set it up, but nobody can know, not even Carmen or Katie, so don't let it slip.”

“Dude, remember when your dad told you that you couldn't go to the water park, and we went anyway? Didn't he knock your head off and ground you for two weeks?”

“If he's in Atlanta, he won't find out,” Robert said, sounding more confident than he felt.

“Besides, it's worth the risk. It's a great opportunity and if I do good, who knows, maybe I'll get to drive Patty's car when she goes to college.”

“Yeah, but that's go-carts and you haven't done that for awhile.”

“Jeez, you say you'd get head from your sister, but you're trying to talk me out of...”

“Shh, that goes in the same category as the other thing we don't talk about.” Derek looked around to see if anyone was staring at them.

“I'm not trying to talk you out of it, just checking to see if you've thought it through. I'd hate to lose a friend.”

“He'll never find out. At least not until it's too late. Oh, we're going to the races, first Saturday night of summer, to watch Patty race, and I'll get to see John Woodring's car run. I'm gonna stay over at your house, so we need a cover story for your mom.”

“Wow, I've finally rubbed off on you,” Derek said proudly. “Lies and deception.” He did his best sinister laugh. “Soon, who knows, maybe you'll do your sister.”

****

The girl's room had cleared out, but Carmen stayed in front of the sink, looking in the mirror. “Will you hurry up,” she said.

“I'm done,” Erica said, and came out of the stall.

“It took long enough,” Carmen said.

“You try changing your clothes in there. It ain't easy.”

“Why couldn't you just change at gymnastics?” Carmen said.

“Em.., I don't know,” Erica said. “I guess I just wanted to get it over with. Hey, why don't you ask Robert to stay with you at gymnastics?”

Carmen stared at her in her spandex, with her T-shirt knotted at her side, exposing her belly. A nervousness crept up her spine.

“Carmen, are we okay?". Erica asked.

" We really haven't talked about it.” Erica added.

“Of course,” she said, her fingers clenching. What had been the most significant event in her life since her mother died had been reduced to, “it”. This wasn't the time or place for them to talk about it.

Erica inched closer. “We haven't talked about what happened, and I was afraid you might think.....”

“No, I don't,” she said. “It was good, everything's good.”

“It was good, great, but I hope I didn't give you the wrong idea,” Erica said.

Carmen moved back until her ass was against the sink. Her mind scrambled to figure out what her friend was trying to say.

“Does she think I'm a lesbian and she isn't?”.

After taking a look beneath the stall doors, Erica moved forward. Fear gripped Carmen as she recognized Erica's expression. She looked quickly from Erica to the door and back again. The look became more intense as Erica's hands moved to her hips. Her rational mind told her that this couldn't happen here, but her vaginal lips tingled and her heart pounded against her chest.

“Why am I getting wet when this is so dangerous?“. Carmen said to herself.

When their lips met, danger sparked passion. She sucked Erica's tongue into her starving mouth and out of it. Erica's firm groin was located by her hands. How many times has she pondered the sensation of her tight ass muscles in that slippery substance?

"Woooah, Erica, your alluring ass, I adore your ass!"

"No no... Yours is the best in the whole school," and she grabbed her with a lot of force. Hmmm...Mm.”

"You're wrong; mine isn't as brittle as this thing,"

"We'll settle this later." Erica stated.

"I'm glad we're doing well, really happy," She kissed Carmen hard while keeping an eye on the door with her mouth pressed to Carmen's. They couldn't do anything to prevent it from appearing as though they were not having an affair if the door is opened.

Carmen finally freed Erica's sucking lips from her tongue.

"Sure, let's get out of here before my brother leaves us," she wasn't exactly sure what Erica meant by "I'm glad we're doing well". But having an affair with her best friend in the school bathroom was exciting,