The weekend passes with minimal texts from Caleb. Just good morning and goodnight texts. So on Monday, I dress to make his jaw drop.

I put on my maroon velvet body suit with the piece of fabric that goes around my neck like a choker. It makes a window to my cleavage. And I put on my black jeans that hug my legs and ass to make it look plump. And I pair that with my black chunky boots. I look sexy as fuck in my fall outfit.

I always dress nice to school, but never to this extent. He’s for sure gonna notice me.

I walk into the school and make my way to my locker. Mandy is waiting for me.

“Wow! You’re looking extra sexy today! I take it you got laid?” She asks.

“Obviously. Like twice. And I got off with four guys watching. Well probably more, but I only noticed four.”

“Damn girl! I’m jealous!”

“And we said ‘I love you’ to each other.” I say as I open my locker. I grab my books and turn to see Mandy staring at me with her mouth wide open. “I know. It just felt right. He makes my tummy flutter. And I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else. I only need him.”

“But don’t you want Dylan still?”

“I enjoyed being with him, but if Caleb told me not to again, I would listen to him. But he loves hearing about my sexual escapes after they happen. I fucked one of the guys from the band we went to go see. I haven’t told him the details yet, but he knows it happened.”

“That’s hot!“ a group of giggling girls pass us. “Wanna go to the ladies room?” Mandy asks.

I nod and we walk to the nearest bathroom. But as we walked down the hall, Mr. Jacobsen steps out of his classroom.

“Hello ladies. Good morning.” He says with a smile.

I smile at him and look back as I catch him staring at my ass when we pass. Mandy and I stumble into the bathroom while giggling.

“He TOTALLY checked out your ass.” She says and sets her bag down at the sinks. “I can’t stop thinking about the fun we had together.”

I look under the stalls to make sure everyone was out. We were in the clear.

“That was fun. I love how he was shocked when he found out we had messed around before.”

“Those were some fun times.” I say and smile as I remember our drunk sleepovers.

“Nothing will ever beat watching you suck his cock tho. That was hot AF.” Mandy says and fans herself sarcastically.

I realize that someone has come into the bathroom and looked shy and maybe a little traumatized.

Mandy and I giggle and collect our things. We quickly head to class as the bell rings. I was flustered all day thinking about Caleb and our crazy adventure that weekend. I didn’t even hear as Dylan complimented my outfit later that day as he sat in the seat behind me.

“Huh?” I ask and turn around.

“I said you look hot as hell.” Then he puts his hand on my shoulder. “Is something up? You look nervous.”

“I… I… no. Everything is great.”

“If you wanna talk about it, I’m here.” He sits back in his chair and fiddles with his hoodie strings.

“Hey.” I say and wait for him to look up at me. “Thanks.” I say and turn back around.

He’s too fucking good for me. So is Caleb tho. I love Caleb so much, but I still wanna kiss and fuck other people. Why isn’t he enough?

As class starts, my teacher announces that todays history class is a free day to do group studying for tomorrow’s exam. People spread out in groups in the classroom and in the hallway. Dylan Masters and I go to the hallway to study.

We take seats by the water fountains, which are a bit down the hallway. I can hear Caleb’s voice boom as he teaches math inside a classroom not too far away.

“So, how prepared are you for this test?” Dylan asks snapping me back into reality.

“Not very prepared. I was busy this weekend.”

“Gotcha.” He sounds a bit disappointed.

“How about you? Are you prepared?” I ask.

“Yeah. I studied a bit last night. I’ll test you. How about that?”

“Sounds good.”

He tests me on the study guide for about thirty minutes. Then he asks me a question that isn’t about history.

“Who’s in there that’s got you so distracted? You keep glancing at that classroom.” He asks, setting down the study guide.

“No one. Sorry. Where were we?” I say shaking my head.

“If I ask you a question, will you answer it honestly? I swear there’s no judgement here.” I nod. “Have you been seeing the new teacher in secret?” He asks really quietly.

I look like a deer in the headlights for a second and then laugh it off.

“Ha! Are you being serious Dylan?”

He continues to look at me very seriously. “I’m very serious. I’ve seen him look at you as you walk by. That same look that I give you every time you walk by me. Except you return the look with him. I’m not judging. And I won’t tell a soul. Just curious if my intuition is right.”

I take a second to read him and realize he isn’t going to tell anyone if he knows. That he is serious about no judgements.

I sigh and start to tear up. I look away and cover my face. I feel him hug me tightly and I melt into him. He feels safe. I try to push my tears away and they stop flowing after a few moments. Then I pull myself from his embrace and look into his eyes.

“No judgements?” I ask.

“No judgements.” He repeats and holds my hand.

“I feel silly for crying. I just hate secrets.”

“I get it. In fourth grade, the class pet died in my care and I lied about it for a whole week. Until the teacher wanted it back. Then I broke down in tears and fessed up. The whole class laughed at me tho. I was humiliated.”

“Well, you’re not laughing at me for crying.” I say and wipe my eyes again, careful to not smudge my mascara.

“No. I would never.”

“You’re too good. Why are you my friend?”

“Well there was that thing that happened.” We both chuckle and glance away. “And I realized I like you. Even if we don’t do that again. I still wanna be your friend.”

I blush profusely. And smirk.

“I still wanna be your friend too. And who knows…” I say with a shrug.

“Oof don’t tease me like that. Don’t forget, you just told me who you’re dating.” We sit there in silent for a minute. “He’s the early morning car sex guy you told me about isn’t he?”

I start giggling and glance over at him. His right hand is in his lap and he looks embarrassed.

“Reminiscing about our bathroom encounter?” I ask and he looks away.

“It’s your shirt also. But mostly that, yeah.”

“I think about it a lot too.” I say and grab his pinky with my pinky

“Alright I’ve got to go to the bathroom before you make it worse.” He says and stands up.

He walks to the bathroom that we first hooked up in and closes the door.

A few minutes later, the bell rings and Mr. Jacobsen steps out of his classroom. All of his students pile out of the class room as we continue to smile awkwardly at each other, while trying not to make it obvious.

Dylan comes out of the bathroom and I stretch out my hands with his backpack in one. He grabs my hands and helps me up. He takes his bag and study guide and hugs me goodbye.

Dylan walks to his next class and I see Mr. Jacobsen’s eyes flicker with jealousy. I grab my bag and walk into his classroom. He follows me in and guides me to his desk. No one else has showed up for his class yet so we’re alone.

“Who’s that?” He asks sharply.

“A friend. We can talk about him at lunch. Wanna go off campus for lunch?” I ask as I sit in my seat.

“What do you mean, I have my whole meal in front of me.”

“Well, your meal is hungry for Taco Bell.”

A few people walk in and he clears his throat.

“Okay. See me after class.”

He really played that off well. Except he kept staring at my tits. But hopefully no one noticed. I sit forward in my seat and pull out my finished homework that I did this weekend.

Class dragged on as we learned about graphing functions. When the lunch bell rang, everyone hurried out to the cafeteria or their cars and I stayed behind and slowly packed up my bag.

“I don’t think I had the chance to say it today, but damn. You really know how to turn heads.” I hear Caleb say quietly behind me.

He walks to the door and closes it and pulls the window shade down.

“You like my outfit?” I ask as I stand up and do a little catwalk walk.

“You’re drop dead gorgeous. But you always are.” He says and pulls my body against his.

We kiss briefly and he grabs my ass with purpose.

“These jeans are incredible.”

“You really know how to stroke my ego baby. Now how about that Taco Bell?”

“I’ll drive. Pick you up by the soccer fields.” He says and spanks my ass cheeks.

I grab my bag and leave his classroom. I walk to the soccer fields and pace around by one of the goals. I see his car pull up and I quickly hop in.

“We’ve gotta stop meeting like this.” He jokes.

“8 more months until I graduate.”

“Wow. That long huh?”

“Yup.”

He pulls into Taco Bell’s drive thru and we order together. We get our food and he parks on the road, somewhere in a neighborhood between there and the school.

“So, it’s lunch. Who was that boy?” He asks and hands me my burrito and hot sauce.

“That was Dylan Masters. Class president. You’ve probably heard him during morning announcements.”

“Who is he to you? You’re obviously close. He hugged you for longer than a second.”

“You’re jealous aren’t you?” I tease him. He gives me a look that says ‘knock it off’. “Okay, we hooked up. Remember that lunch meeting I had?” I ask and realization settles over him. He definitely remembers. “But we’re just friends right now. I won’t mess around with him again if you don’t want me to.”

“Do you like him?”

“He’s funny and nice. He’s hot. But he’s not you. You make my tummy have butterflies. And my pussy tingle with just your eyes.