“So how was Philosophy?” I whispered to Kayla as we pretended to studiously examine our textbooks. You jizz “Wait here,” she said, still breathing heavier than usual, “I’ll be right back.” She skipped out of the living room and ran up the stairs. Though I guess it could be worse; we could be reading it in total silence. Fucking hell. I gently cupped my hands around them, squeezing very slightly. I don’t know why I thought that would get them to let up but it didn’t. “Yeah…” I sighed, leaning against the counter, “A crying shame.”
She got her glass of water, keeping her eyes fixed on me the whole time she drank it. They managed to split apart just as Kayla was skipping down the driveway towards us.
