Talk to Kim

I asked Mrs. Wellington if I could talk to her sometime during the last period of the day, since I didn’t have a class at that time. She willingly agreed, adding in, before I left, “Don’t keep me waiting John.”

When I left class, Kim was patiently waiting for me, directly across from the classroom door. “We only have 15 minutes, so I’ll be brief,” she said. “I’m curious as to why you don’t take the bus to school. Is it me, or is it Mike?” I was quite surprise by what she said. I never thought me taking a ride with my sister was bothering anyone, but it seemed to bother Kim. I was just about to answer her, when Mike came along. “Kim, where were you,” Mike said. Mike was the star player on the football team, and Kim’s boyfriend. “I was waiting for you at my locker, but here I find you taking to this idiot.”

“Fuck you Mike,” Kim said. “On second thought, why don’t you fuck the cheerleading squad, you've already gone half way through them” Mike’s face got red, me I left, since the conversation didn’t involve me. “Get back here, you idiot,” Mike said, grabbing my shirt. “What did you say to her?” “Nothing, she was talking to me,” I said, “I never said anything to her, honest.”