"Hey baby, how are you today?" my boyfriend of almost 2 years asks me. He comes up behind me with his arms around my waist and his chin resting on my shoulder. I'm opening my locker looking for a specific book, Math. It's first period, with him!
"Hey Troy. I'm good, I missed you though. You can't go to your grandparents for the weekend anymore. Calls and texts just don't cut it for me!" I scold at him jokingly. Although, I did miss him. Him and his family went to visit his mom's parents and were gone for the entire weekend, leaving me very lonely for a few days.
"I know Brie. I missed you too. How about next time, I'll bring you with me? Would that be better?" he asked being 100% serious. I've met his family before, I love them, and it's like having a second home.
"Yeah babe. I'd love that" I responded taking his hand and intertwining his fingers with my own. I close my locker door and we head on our way to Math class. Together.
"Baby, wake up! Come on Brie, rise and shine" I heard as I looked to the side where my loving boyfriend was two seconds ago and now nothing but air. My surroundings disappeared, the lockers, the students, the walls, gone. All of a sudden everything goes black and I start to blink and crystal blue eyes are borrowing into mine. "hey baby. About time you got up. It's almost time for school. You'll be late." Troy said to me as I was waking up.
We were still lying down with his arms around me, the same way we fell asleep the night before. You see, we are neighbors and we spend the night at each others houses all the time. Our parents don't care as long as we keep the door open and they know the other is with us.
"Ugh, I don't want to go to school today. How about we both skip and we just lay here all day. Just you and me." I suggested with my eyes closed snuggling into him. I love being in his arms, they are big and strong and I feel protected 24/7 whenever I'm with him.
"I wish. And I know what you are thinking, I'll miss you too. But we will see each other at 3:30 just like every other day. Today is my house, remember?" he reassured me. Did I forget to mention that? Yeah, we go to two different schools. I know, if we are neighbors why different schools? Well, my dad is the head coach of the West High Knights and Troy's dad, Mr. Bolton, is the head coach of the East High Wildcats. But the cool thing, is that it's not that big of a deal for us, or for our school really. Both schools know we are dating someone from the rival team and they could honestly not care any less. Truth is, a bunch of people date each other from the two schools. They just don't care.
Even though no one else cares that we go to two different schools, I do. I hate it. We don't see that much of each other during the week because of it. He has basketball and I have Scholastic Decathlon. It actually sucks but we do have family dinners once a week so we hang out then and then every other day at one of our houses. But I still dream about going to the same school. You'd understand if you were that situation.
"I guess, but I still like my ditching idea. So much more effective." I mumble as I get out of the warm cozy bed and went to my closet to pick out an outfit for school. I'm looking up into the closet and I feel those same big, strong protective arms weave around me and his chin on my shoulder. Just like my dream.
"that one." He says while pointing to a purple flowing top. He loves that shirt on me. He of course got it for me. I grab it with some white skinny jeans and some gold sandals. I must say, I do have style. I get changed in the bathroom, even though we've been dating for 2 years, we have yet to bring up the sex talk. Anyway, I walk out of the bathroom and see him sitting in my computer chair playing some card game. He turns around and just stares.
"do I look okay?" I ask with hope in my voice. I twirl around so he can see the whole thing, and as I look at his face, I can't tell if I look good or just plain stupid. "I'll just go change or something." I say with disappointment in my voice. I turn around heading for the bathroom door again but I get trapped by two big arms.
"you look absolutely incredible." He whispered into my ear. He nuzzled his nose into my neck and we just stood there for a few seconds just hugging. It felt nice, just being in his arms, as I've mentioned, I like his arms!
"hey sweetie. Oh good morning Troy! I thought I heard you leave earlier this morning." My mom says as we descend down the stairs. We walk into the kitchen to find bagels, butter, cream cheese, and peanut butter…the works.
"I did Maria, but I came back. I just went home very quickly to get changed for school." Troy responded as he held out my chair. He's such a gentleman!
"You left this morning?" I asked confused. I didn't realize that he had left. Why didn't I feel him wake up?
"Yeah at like 6:00. Trust me Brie, you didn't even realize I was gone. But don't worry, I was only gone for like 15 min. I didn't miss anything, I swear." He reassured me. He knows I hate it when he leaves in the morning, yet for some odd reason, he still does it. I'll have to talk to him about that.
Twenty minutes later, we are hugging saying goodbye for the day. It's about 7:45 and this is the time when he gets in his car and I get in mine. The time we leave each other. "I'll miss you babe. I'll text you as soon I get there. And you better do the same missy" he scolded me sarcastically.
"of course Troy. When do I not text you in school?" It's true, we text during the whole day. Even during tests, we text each other, we talk the whole day. The teachers at school really don't care, except for his one teacher Mrs. Darbus. Her class is the only class he doesn't txt me, which is fifth period for him (yes, I have memorized his schedule, so what? Don't judge).
Ten minutes later as I'm pulling into the parking lot, I feel a small vibrate in my pants pocket.
Here. Already missing you. Is it sad that your boyfriend can't go twenty minutes without missing you?
Love you.
I laugh at his sarcasm. He learned it from me! I'm quite proud, the student has become the master. I press the 'OK' button to respond as I'm getting out of my car and lock it.
No, babe, it's not sad. Wanna know why? Cuz I miss you too! And if that makes us sad then we are a sad couple. And I'm ok with that!
Love you.
All of a sudden I get trapped by two arms with a bunch of curly hair stuck in my face. Chad. "hey buddy! What's up?!" I get asked by my best guy friend, Chadster (Chad for short!), picks me up. We've been best friends since freshman year and now, as juniors we are still best buds.
"hey Chad!" I squeal. I don't like getting picked up unless it's Troy. Speaking of, another vibrate is felt through my jeans pocket.
I'm ok with that aswell. You at school yet?
Love you.
Yeah. Just got here, now being jumped on by Chad. You might have some competition bud. Lol.
Love you.
Nah, Chad is too scared of me to go after my girl. He knows I would kill him if he even looked at you funny.
Love you.
That is such a true statement. Like I've said, me and Chad have been friends since freshman year and Troy and I started dating a little after Christmas that year. They met and became really good buds and Troy always jokes with him that if ever hit on me he would be a dead man.
Chad read over my shoulder and responded on my phone.
You're right dude. Gabs is my sister, liking her like that would be wayyyyy too weird. Don't worry dude, you're safe.
Love you. But not in that way man. You're my bro.
I laughed at his response at the bottom. We are now at our lockers which just happen to right next to each other. And soon, the bell goes off, signaling the beginning of the day. I open my phone to turn it on silent and see Troy responded to Chad's text message.
Love you too man. Like a bro. and good to hear now let me talk to my baby. Has your bell gone off yet?
Love you.
Yeah :( just now. I don't want to gooooo. Are you sure you don't wanna skip? That offer still stands.
Love you.
I wait for his response before putting it back in my pocket. Suddenly, the screen lights up indicating I have a text.
I'm sure baby. Like I told you this morning, I'll see you after school . 3:30.
Love you.
I sigh and put my phone back into my pocket and head on my way to math class. It's first period, without him.