"We can't keep doing this." Roberta breathed as she was being pressed against the storage closet wall.
"Doing what?" Scott asked nipping at her neck gently.
"This." Roberta pushed him away slightly grabbing on to his white t-shirt.
"Roberta, we're dating each other. Why can't we act like a normal couple?" He asked running a hand through her long dark brown hair.
"I know. I'm sorry, I'm just so scared of getting caught."
"I know." Scott laid his head against her shoulder. "It would be so much better if you told your friends."
"I will…when I'm ready."
"In the mean time can we…" Scott grinned at Roberta. She blushed slightly.
"Is the door locked?" She said giving in.
Scott reached behind him and locked the door, "It is now."
"Okay then." Roberta pulled Scott closer to her and kissed him. She felt his hand creep up her shirt, she grinned.
Chapter 1: Mistakes on End
"Roberta, where've you been?" Chrissy asked in a shrilly kind of voice as Roberta sat next to her in their Chemistry class.
"I went to the bathroom." Roberta said blandly.
"You were gone the whole class. Are you okay? Your hair is a mess." Chrissy said worriedly picking up her purse for a comb.
"I'm fine. Trust me." She reassured her best friend as she took the brush from her hand.
"You didn't get into a fight with the Wormers, did you?" Chrissy asked pointing her finger at Roberta.
"No." Roberta said not trying to blush. 'I wasn't fighting a Wormer.' She thought guiltily.
"Okay, as long as you didn't fight anybody. You know we are juniors. We have only one more year till we graduate, you don't want to get into trouble now."
"I know Chrissy."
"Okay." Chrissy stopped pestering Roberta with questions and got back to her school work. "Oh, we're meeting up with Teeny and Samantha for lunch."
Roberta nodded. Originally she planned on seeing Scott, but she wanted to see her friends. Scott would forgive her…eventually.
Chrissy told Roberta to wait outside while she went into the bathroom and fixed her hair. Roberta told her that it was pointless too since she looked fine. Chrissy just wanted to make sure.
She stared into the reflection of her 17 year old self. She frowned slightly, she didn't understand why she couldn't find love. She wanted to be loved. It wasn't like she wasn't pretty.
Chrissy had lost a lot of her baby fat over the years. She was tall and feminine now. Her hair long and curly with an auburn tint to it. She still wore pink, she couldn't help it.
"Oh well." Chrissy groaned fixing a curl and walking out of the bathroom. She'd find someone soon. She hoped.
Roberta waited outside of the bathroom bent over retying her black converses. She felt someone grab her butt cheek. She shot up and turned around, ready to hit whoever did it.
"Hey." Scott said as she looked up.
"That was you right?" Roberta blushed.
"Do I look like the kind of person who would let someone else grab my girlfriend's ass?" Scott asked grinning.
"Shh." Roberta hushed. "Chrissy is in the bathroom and there are people around."
"Are you hanging out with me during lunch?" He asked innocently.
"Didn't we do enough hanging out last period?" Roberta asked trying to hide a smile.
"Yeah, but I still want to see you." He frowned. It was a look Roberta couldn't resist.
"Scott, don't do that. I can't. Not today anyway." Roberta groaned.
"Why not?"
"I'm eating lunch with them." She said.
"Roberta, if you don't tell them I will." He growled.
"I know. Please just give me time."
"Okay, but if you don't tell them by next week I'm going to." Scott walked away angrily.
Roberta was about to follow when Chrissy came out of the bathroom.
"Ready to go?" Chrissy asked smiling.
"Yeah." Roberta grunted.
Chrissy looked at her best friend with worry. Something was up, but she knew that Roberta would tell her if it was serious. So, for now Chrissy just smiled and glided on to lunch.
Teeny and Samantha were sitting at the usual table.
Teeny was sitting on the table in her short shorts and sucking on her lollypop. She was your typical beauty that was heightened with her long legs. Chrissy was still amazed that she hadn't dated all the guys in the school, as a matter of fact she hadn't dated any at their high school.
Samantha was sitting in the chair beside of Teeny. Her long dark, wavy hair covered her eyes as she read one of her sci-fi novels. She kept pushing up her dark rim glasses every two seconds. Her black t-shirt and black jeans clinging tight to her. Even though she was your average outcast, she was still beautiful. Again Chrissy thought, 'Why hadn't she dated all the guys in the school?' Truth be told, Sam hadn't dated any guy yet. Just like Chrissy and Roberta.
"Let's sit down." Roberta said.
"So, how is everyone?" Chrissy asked starting off the conversation.
"Good." Teeny and Samantha said in unison.
Chrissy frowned, she had gotten everyone together because she felt like they were separating.
Teeny and Samantha looked at each other and busted out laughing. Chrissy relaxed a little. Her friends around her relived their week.
Roberta laughed with her friends, but she abruptly stopped. The three girls hadn't noticed because they were too busy talking. She held a hand to her stomach, feeling sick. It couldn't have been nerves. She'd been dating Scott for years and she wasn't too worried about acting normal around her friends. And she wasn't worried about telling them. She knew her friends, she knew they'd understand.
She could feel nausea rising up in her throat.
Roberta felt herself pale. She kept taking deep breaths. She looked around the cafeteria, she spotted Scott's eyes on her. He had a worried expression on his face. Roberta smiled slightly, realizing she cared deeply for the boy. Feeling as thought she was going to throw up right then and there she excused herself from the table. Teeny, Samantha, and Chrissy didn't notice. Roberta fast walked out of the cafeteria and ran to the closest bathroom.
When she came out, wiping her mouth she bumped into someone.
"Roberta, are you okay?" Scott asked with that worried look on his face.
"I'm fine." Roberta lied.
"No you're not. I just watched you go ghostly white and make a made dash to the bathroom." Scott said grabbing her slightly by the shoulders.
"Okay, so I don't know what wrong with me."
"Roberta.' Scott's eyes widened. 'You couldn't be…"
"Oh god." Roberta's eyes also widened. "You don't think?"
