Morning at school

I’m sitting on the bus with the one “friend” my family approves of. Agnes McCorkle. She looks over at me from behind thick, round lenses, and tries to talk through a mouthful of wires.

“So, Maddie, someone said you were talking to Justin.” She tells me, the sound coming out “Shomeone shed you wuh tawking to Jushtin.”, Her words muddled by her extensive orthodontic gear. Every s sound she makes sounds like an sh, every r and l sound like a w.

“I hope your dad doesn’t discover him, that would be really bad.” She says.

I look back at her pimply face. “Yeah.” I grumble.

“I can’t wait for my violin lessons today.” She tells me. “I’m super excited!”

“Yeah.” I grumble.

“I wish a boy would like me.” She confides in me. “I’m super jealous. This one time, Simon Rosenstein talked to me and I peed my pants. I was so embarrassed and I just wanted to go home but I didn’t want to miss my science test.”

“Yeah.” I sigh.

“It was a really important science test and then after I had to go to social studies to do my presentation on ancient Mesopotamia.”

Can we just get there already?

She drones on about her annoying nonsense until we finally get to school. I breathe a sigh of relief as I step down off the bus and go inside.

“Oh my god oh my god!” Agnes cries out.

“What?” I sigh.

“Look, it’s him!” She says. “It’s Justin!”

I glance up to see him standing in the hallway talking to a few of his bros.

“Shit!” I mutter under my breath and quickly fix my hair. “Get out of here so he can come talk to me!” I say, pushing Agnes away. She finally listens to me for once and fucks off. Justin notices me and starts my way. I can already feel my cheeks burning as he nears.

“Heyy.” He says coolly, my heart riding the roller coaster of his smooth voice.

“Hi.” I ****, twirling my hair with my fingertips. It’s too early to be sweating!

“How was your night?” He asks me.

“Uh, okay!” I blurt.

“So, you doing anything right now?” He asks me.

“I, uh, have to go to my locker.” I stammer.

“Maybe I can walk you there?” He suggests.

“Do you know where it… oh wait you do.” I mutter quietly, jumbling all of my words.

“You’re cute when you blush, you know that?” He asks me. It only makes my face burn even brighter red.

“You… you think I’m cute?” I ask.

“Sure, Maddie.” He says with a wink. “Of course I do!”

“Can I, can I, uh…” I start to ask. “CanIholdyourhandagain?” I blurt out finally.

He roars with laughter. “Sure.” He says with a little smirk and holds it out for me to take. I place my hand in his and we lace our fingers together.

A millions thoughts race through my head as he walks me to my locker. I’m really holding his hand!

The two us small talk, making idle chit chat as we walk through the hallway. We pass by Gabby and she pumps her fist in the air.

“You go girl!” She cheers me. I giggle.

“You’re friends with Gabby?” Justin asks me.

“Yeah, kind of.” I tell him, finally starting to get a little more comfortable. “I mean we don’t hang out but I like her.”

“She’s cool.” He tells me. “Her parties are so wild.”

I wish I could go to a party.

The two of us finally get to my locker, where I deftly spin the dial to open it up.

“Hey, it was nice talking to you, Maddie.” He tells me.

“Thanks.” I squeak. He turns his body towards me and opens his arms out.

My heart races. OMG. I’m actually about to hug a cute boy!

I nervously step into him and wrap my arms around his back. I don’t dare touch him with my hands, instead I just squeeze his body with my arms, awkwardly holding my palms open behind his back. He pulls me into him and squeezes me with his big, strong arms, and puts his hands on me. I melt in his embrace, my cheeks burning and my pussy tingling. His body is so hard, and he smells soooo good! Justin lets me go after he pats my back.

“I like you!” I blurt out as fast as a I can.

“I know.” He says with a wink. “See you around, Maddie.”