Soft And Gentle Fingers

A week later, Puck came dancing to her, singing that he passed the exam with a B+! The stupid teacher did not believe him that he did not cheat and asked him all the questions from the exam all over again the next hour.

''And of course I showed him my excellent knowledge and shut the mother-fucker up! Ha! That ass of a teacher can't beat the Puckzilla!'' he joked and laughed at Rachel's horrified expression when she heard his usage of bad words. He already prepared himself for a long talk about respect and blablabla, but then Rachel surprised him again – she just smiled at him proudly and for a second touched his shoulder: ''I'm proud of you. I knew that you are capable to do it and the teacher just made you prove it twice. If you go on like that, your grades will improve so much that you'll have better chances for collage.''

It was not like he was touched by her speech- no, not at all! It was just that till now, no one has ever said that he was kind of great. That he had a chance. This girl here was the first one to really do that.

He smiled at her, pressing his lips together. There was a strange feeling in his stomach and it threatened to explode any second.

He breathed in and out to calm down and it worked. Rachel noticed his emotional slip and smiled to herself. The boy was quite alright.

''Thanks Berry. I kind of owe you now.'' He finally said and smirked at her.

Rachel just waved her hand: ''It's ok. I'm happy to be able to help. If you need me, you can always ask me.''

Then she touched his shoulder again and slowly made few steps pass him: ''I'll see you then.'' Then she made her way somewhere.

He still felt her fingers on his shoulder. They were very soft and gentle.

Yeah…

Right.

Stop now.

She is quite ok but that does not make her any better.

He had to focus.

Focus!