“How are you feeling?” Evan asked worriedly.I smiled. “I’m doing just fine. Both of us are okay.”“You should be close now, though, right?”“Really close,” I agreed, looking down and rubbing a hand over my stomach.After a few hospital visits, I managed to get an estimate of when the baby would be coming out, and it was any day now. I looked back up at the computer screen to find Evan watching me intently. He was at school now but came down every weekend and whenever he could. When he couldn’t be around, he made sure to send me a Skype call every day.“When will you be going to the hospital?”I hummed. “If nothing happens in a couple days, Mom said we’d have me admitted early.”There was some noise in the background, and he looked away before turning back to me with a sigh.“I need to go for now, but I’ll call you tonight before you go to sleep, okay?”I nodded, smiling happily. Before we could say our goodbyes and cut the call, though, I felt something strange, and my expression twi
I stood in my bedroom staring at my door. I was ready to leave, had been for the past five minutes, but I couldn’t bring myself to open that door and leave just yet.Somehow, four years had passed already, and I was graduating with a university degree. I was so nervous that I was sweating, and I hadn't even put on the robe yet. I would be putting it on once I got to the school.Time to get moving everyone is waiting.I took a deep breath, and with that thought, reached for the door and pulled it open.Evan and I had our place, but today, I was at Mom and his dad’s house so they could help with looking after Sandra since I’d be busy today. It was a big day for all of us and now that Evan had graduated from USC, we would have more time together as a family. Mom was still happy for me, and she wanted to make a big deal out of it because she was proud of me.“Anita, are you ready?” I heard Mom call through the door.“Yeah, Mom! Is Sandra with you?” I called back, my heart a nervous thump
This was such a bad idea. I looked around anxiously as I moved through the crowd. I just knew somebody would bust me as the imposter I was. I can't believe I had actually gone through with this.It had been such a fun, and simple, plan at the time. I’d show up at the party, pretend I was someone else, have a night of fun, and go home to dream about it. It would be a party to remember, for me at least. I never got invited to these kinds of parties, so I’d invited myself. The reality of pretending to be someone else started to make me even more nervous. I had to fight the urge to push down my short skirt and pull up the low-cut top. I’d found both at a second-hand store and had them hidden in my closet since my senior year had started. I’d stared at the outfit more than once throughout my senior year, but I’d always reach for something else. Not tonight. I’d followed online videos to figure out how to turn my long, blonde mop into perfect beach waves and applied makeup after follow
I felt her go entirely still in my arms and froze as well. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned it, but it was hard not to miss. I’d been dating girls for the past three years, and by now, it was easy to spot when a girl didn’t have any experience. While the idea had me hot, and I really didn’t want to scare her off whatever mission she was on to lose her virginity, I worried about hurting her.At the same, it was kind of hard to believe a girl this sexy hadn't been fucked before. I mean damn, my dick had been hard the moment I laid eyes on her. How could she be a virgin?“Does that turn you off?” She asked, voice low and subtly anxious.“Not one little bit,” I promised, and leaned back in for a kiss.She was stiff for a second, before she returned the kiss as best she could. I swirled my tongue in her mouth, pressed myself against her to let her know just what she was about to get and guided her tongue and her hands as she grew bolder. That she had no idea what to do, that she needed me
The cafeteria, as usual, was loud. Students grouped with their friends and classmates at the tables around the room, chatting loudly, and my friend Hayley and I were the same.“I’m so jealous,” Hayley muttered, pouting at me from across the table. “How did you end up in a closet with Evan? I was at another party and had some drunk guy hit on me and grab my ass, then had his girlfriend giving me shit when I tried to complain because she thought I was going after her man. As if I’m that kind of girl.”Her nose wrinkled in irritation. Hayley was my closest friend. Just like Evan, we’d gone through high school together, though it wasn’t until our sophomore year when we were grouped for a project that we realized we had a lot in common and became friends. She was the first real best friend I’d ever had, and we shared pretty much everything.So, of course, I told her about last night.“It felt amazing,” I said, sighing. “Best thing I’ve ever felt. So much better than doing it myself, too.”
“Evan Stewart,” I whispered as I bent my head to the girl in the seat next tome.She nodded, “I know.”I wanted to ask how she knew, but I didn’t get the chance. She didn’t introduce herself and then she flipped her dark brown hair to the side and stood up as the principal’s door flung open. He didn’t even say a word before she started to stride towards him. “Ms. Johnson. Mr. Stewart in here now.”Fuck!His glasses were foggy, and I had a feeling I knew why I was being called in here. I’d been stupid. Out late and partying and ignoring my final exams. The same thing that I did every year. But this year was important. I’d been kicked out of my private school and the only school that would accept me was a public school, I didn’t have any other choices. My mom cringed at my behavior and hit the bottle. The same way that she always did whenever there was a crisis, and lately there’d been one too many. I didn’t have brains like my sister. No, my only ticket out of my household and to get
I walked out of Mr. Hopkins office as if the floor was laid with hot coal. I knew that Mr. Hopkins wanted to talk to me. Ask me the million dollar question that made his face grimace with anger; why the hell had I lied. The truth was I didn´t know, there were a thousand other ways to try and get Evan’s attention, this just seemed to be the perfect way to do it.Then again, I wanted him to like me for me, not because of what happened in the closet or because I’d taken the blame for him when he cheated on a test. If I’d told Evan that it was me in the closet, would he want to get to know me for the wrong reasons? In the end, Principal Hopkins gave me detention for two weeks. Light punishment for cheating, but everyone in that room knew that it was a lie. Whatever.It wasn’t like anyone was going to say anything about it. Not when it was my word against Evan’s, but I was counting on the fact that nobody would question us, so the punishment was less irritating than it should have been.“
I felt a little guilty as I went through the rest of my classes for the day. Well, guilty, but also deeply intrigued by that girl.Anita.I had thanked her for doing what she did, but that didn’t feel like enough to me. Besides, I wouldn’t mind sitting close to her even if all I got to do was watch her. Her clothes weren’t a slim fit and didn’t show much skin, unlike a lot of the girls I saw every day, but I was starting to think that underneath those clothes, she had delicious curves just begging to be explored.Fuck, don’t think like that.Pushing the thoughts aside, I headed for detention. Class was over, but I wasn’t in a hurry to go home, and it wasn’t the first time I’d ditched my friends over a girl either, so it didn’t matter to them when I said I was busy. They misunderstood what I meant, and gave me annoying catcalls and wolf whistles behind my back. I ignored them.Stopping outside the door, I knocked, then pushed it open. A teacher was seated at the front, and a few people