Before classes start.

You reach the school gates and find Taylor waiting for you like every morning.

“Why are you always so late?” She asks you with a scowl on her face. “You’re always making me wait.”

“Well, I can’t help it. I live far from school and I don’t have a car. You have one, so you get here earlier.” You defend yourself.

“Then get up earlier!” She scolds.

“It wouldn’t matter. I take the very first morning bus. This is the earliest I can be here.” You smile sheepishly.

“Urgh!” She groans in frustration, but it quickly goes away. She warps her arms around your neck and gives you a passionate, wet kiss that is starting to become the best kind of routine. You wrap your arms around her waist and kiss her back.

“Good morning.” She tells you softly after she breaks it.

“The best morning.” You answer breathlessly, which earns you a smug grin on her part.

“Good morning Taylor,” You both hear a familiar voice from the side. You both turn you heads, still embracing one another, and find Megan there. “Good Morning John.” She greets both of you.

You return the greeting, and you feel her graze stay on you longer than usual.

“Megan…” Taylor begins to say something but stops herself. She settles on the simple “Good morning.”

Megan shifts her gaze from Taylor, to you and then back to Taylor.

“You’re really into him, aren’t you…?” She mutters, drops her gaze to the ground. “Well… I have something to do. See you later.” She leaves hastily.

“She’s… acting strange today.” Taylor says, breaking the hug. “Was she like this yesterday? Is that why you asked me about her?”

You nod. “But it’s not like I know her better than you, so I couldn’t tell.”

She nods.

With that, you go class. She walks quickly as always so you follow behind her.