"Where are we going?" Jenna asked a bit lost as he led her by the hand down the empty hallway, everyone else was either in class or at the rally.
"Here..." he said simply, pointing at the thick wooden door which read 'Boiler Room'.
"Why?" she questioned with a slight laugh.
"You'll see." was all he said in return, smiling at her mischievously.
She nodded reluctantly as he opened the door, she began to step inside as he closely followed.
"Don't they lock the door?" she wondered quietly, looking around for anyone else who might be in the somewhat small room.
"No." he answered while shutting the door, sliding the bolt lock on the inside until it locked securely.
"They always locked the boiler room at my old school..." she muttered while continuing to look around.
Tim watched her closely as he walked up to where she stood. She turned towards him suddenly, looking him over curiously.
"Do you have a bomb or something?" she inquired suspiciously.
"What?" he asked in a confused tone. "No..."
"Oh yeah, you aren't wearing a trench coat..." she remembered, she then looked down at herself and noticed that she was wearing one. "Maybe I have a bomb then..." she muttered to herself more then him, she then began to check the inside of her black coat for anything new.
"You're silly..." he whispered, coming closer to her.
"Its hot in here..." Jenna sighed, the steam and humidity of the tight nit room was starting to get to her.
"Well you are wearing a coat..." he stated, she looked up at him then back down at herself.
"So I am." she said with a nod, he laughed slightly.
"Why don't you take it off." He suggested coolly.
"Okay..." she agreed apprehensively, sliding her coat off of herself and placing it on a nearby pipe.
"That's nice..." he said in almost a whisper, looking her now more exposed figure over.
She smiled back shyly as his eyes traveled her form, landing on her somewhat tight black t-shirt with pictures of Merry and Pippin from Lord of the Rings on it. Tim reached out and grasped her waist, he then quickly pulled her to him.
"I'm starting to think there's no bomb..." she mumbled innocently as he smiled back playfully.
Their eyes locked for a moment before he thrust his lips against hers, reaching up and holding her face as they kissed. He then slowly walked them backwards, pushing her against the wall as their kiss deepened, him sliding his tongue into her mouth.
Jenna moaned against his lips at the new feeling, she had never had another person's tongue in her mouth before and honestly didn't know what to do. Noticing her stillness he pulled away, breaking their kiss.
"What's wrong?" he asked almost sincerely.
"I just... I've never..." she tried to say without feeling awkward, but it was too late.
"Its okay..." he whispered, leaning in closely, their lips almost touching as he spoke. "Just follow my lead." He then began to kiss her again.
She brought her hands to his face as well, his tongue now moving against hers, she slowly repeated his gesture, trying her best to keep up with him. Her fingers played with his hair as his right hand slid down her cheek and down her neckline to her chest.
Jenna moaned against his lips again in an attempt to speak as she felt him cupping her left breast, his other hand now traveling to her waist. Tim pushed her hips closer to his as he kissed her faster and fiercely, now panting slightly into her open mouth.
His lips left hers finally, trailing kisses down her chin and jaw line till finally he was kissing her neck passionately. She tilted her head back against he wall as he gripped her hip tighter, the truth was it felt pretty good. He now licked and kissed at her throat as she ran her fingers through his hair, she then felt his grip on her breast tighten.
"Ow..." she whimpered softly as he squeezed her flesh, he then stopped kissing her.
"What is it?" he asked, now looking her over carefully.
"That hurts..." she said, reaching down and placing her hand over his, trying to pry his fingers off of her chest.
"Sorry." He whispered tenderly before loosening his grip, not letting go of her but being gentler then before.
Tim returned his lips to hers as he kissed her softly, keeping in mind her frailty compared to the other girls he had brought here on previous occasions. His lips made their way back to her neck, kissing her wildly as she struggled to think of the right thing to do or say at the moment.
"Slow down..." she begged softly, he stopped kissing her and leaned up to look her in the eyes.
"Sorry, it's just that you're so hot..." he told her lustfully, he then brought his lips back to her neck and started kissing her at a slower pace then before.
"Well we're in the boiler room." She commented dryly, he laughed slightly against her neck.
"I didn't mean like that..." he explained faintly, moving his right hand to her waist, he then slid it underneath her shirt.
Jenna gasped at the feeling of his hand against her bare skin, she then felt it traveling upward, it wasn't until his fingers slid underneath her bra that she was able to move.
"Don't." she demanded, shoving his hand down, out from underneath her shirt.
"Okay..." he muttered, bringing his hand up, using it to pull the neckline of her shirt down a bit so he could kiss the top of her chest.
She allowed him to do this as long as he didn't pull her shirt too far down. She leaned her head back against the wall like before, enjoying the feeling of his tongue against her skin as she slowly closed her eyes.
Tim continued to kiss her as his left hand moved to the waistline of her jeans, she felt him touching her stomach slightly, not knowing that he had just undone the button to her pants. He slid the zipper down on her jeans, slipping his hand into her pants when suddenly he heard her shriek.
"What are you doing!?!" she shouted almost instantly as she felt his fingertips brush against her underwear.
Tim's head shot up from her neckline, he stared at her mutely for a moment, not really knowing what to say.
"I... uh I..." he stuttered at the sight of the shocked look on her face.
"You what?" she demanded an explanation, he took a minute to carefully think out his response.
"I... I thought you wanted me to..." he explained softy, trying not to offend her anymore then he already had.
"Well..." she now saw the slightly hurt look on his face and began to feel bad for yelling at him. "I wanted you to kiss me but not that..." she told him honestly, Tim leaned in closer to her like before.
"Not what?" he mutter deeply against her cheek, his lips brushing her skin as he spoke, Jenna only rolled her eyes at his ridiculous advances.
"Okay... we should be getting back..." she advised with a light push, trying her best to shove him away without offending him.
"I wanna stay..." he answered in the same husky tone as before, rubbing his nose against her cheek playfully, his hand toying with the zipper on her pants.
"Tim..." she sighed in defeat, giving up on trying to make him stop.
"Say my name again..." he begged teasingly as he kissed her cheek longingly.
"Tim?" she questioned more then repeated, glancing at him curiously.
He let out a moan as he brushed his parted lips against her ear, Jenna quickly began to feel uneasy.
She decided to end the situation before it went any further, she pushed him away from her just enough to where she could squeeze herself out from between him and the wall.
"What?" he asked blankly, sending her a lost and almost rejected look.
Jenna only grabbed her trench coat and headed towards the door. She fumbled with the door's lock as Tim slowly walked over to her, he reached out and gently stroked the side of her bare right arm.
"What's wrong, baby?" he asked her in a sexy tone of voice, she just stared at him as if he were an alien.
"I have to go..." she said in all seriousness as she focused her attention back on the door's lock.
"No you don't... we have at least another hour till school's out." He whispered in a sensual manner, pausing to smell her hair. "You smell nice..." he muttered in almost a groan.
"Yeah, bathing is a good thing..." she responded quickly, the door now successfully unlocked. "You should try taking a cold shower." She added before opening the door.
As the door opened wider she was suddenly greeted by a dark shadowy figure holding what appeared to be a mop. Jenna jumped slightly with fright at the sight of the man in his forties wearing a dark red and green striped sweater and a dirty brown fedora.
The scruffy looking man quickly looked the two kids over in confusion, he then noticed Tim and sighed tiredly as if the scene was all too familiar to him. Jenna unknowingly took a step back and bumped into Tim, this caused her to become even more embarrassed then before.
"Hi Fred." Tim greeted the janitor with an awkward smile, the older man just scowled at him unimpressed.
"Uh... I gotta go..." Jenna alerted them unsurely before quickly running from the boiler room at a hurried pace.
Fred the janitor only glanced over at Tim and shook his head at him in shame.
"What?" Tim asked him with a shrug of his shoulders before leaving the boiler room as well.
Fred watched the boy leave before he threw down his mop in disdain.
"Damn kids..." he mumbled under his breath before taking a quick swing from the tarnished metal flask he kept hidden in the tears of his sweater.
"Where have you been?" Sara asked suspiciously the moment she saw Jenna rushing down the hall towards her.
"Huh... oh... nothing..." the brunette wheezed immediately in defense, the blonde just narrowed her gaze on her.
Jenna quickly put her trench coat back on as the blonde thought things over. Samantha made her way over to the two girls, she looked Jenna over curiously before speaking.
"Uh..." the red head began awkwardly. "Your pants are undone..." she then tried not to laugh as Jenna glanced down in embarrassment.
"Thanks!" was all the brunette said before quickly running down the hall away from her two friends.
Sara raised her eyebrow at the situation, it was then that she noticed Tim walking away from the same direction she had seen Jenna come from.
"Were you with Jenna?" the blonde asked him almost sincerely, desperation sounding in her voice.
"What if I was?" Tim smarted back, deciding to skip ahead to the outright accusations, awaiting the fight which he knew was coming. "Are you jealous?" he then asked cruelly at the sight of the blank look on Sara's face.
Simon stepped up to where Samantha stood behind the blonde, they exchanged a worried look, they knew this wasn't going to be good.
Sara stared at him for a moment, almost thinking over what she should do, of course it wasn't long before the idea came to her.
"You better wise up Janet Weiss! 'Cause your apple pie don't taste too nice! In fact I'm sure its all crusty and dry... personally I wouldn't know..." she told him seriously, pausing after the last line, almost questioning her words silently.
"My apple pie? What-" Tim began to ask completely lost, but he didn't get the chance to finish as the blonde quickly tackled him from out of nowhere.
Tim shrieked from shock as Sara dove on his back and began to beat at his head form behind.
"Welcome to Primetime bitch!" Sara screamed angrily as she clung to Tim's back with one hand and beat her fist at him with the other.
Samantha worriedly looked to Simon as they witnessed the odd display of violence.
"Should we help him?" Simon asked her with uncertainty.
"Wait about five more minutes..." they heard an unimpressed voice say from behind them. "If he isn't bleeding by then, she'll wear herself out and stop..." Jake explained dully, idly removing a stray cigarette from behind his ear and placing it between his lips.
Sara pounded at him harder before finally giving up, by this time Tim was wailing like a three year old at the doctor's office. She climbed off of his back and kicked him in the knee one hard time before walking away from his defeated figure.
"You got served, bitch!" Samantha mocked the injured boy as she and Simon walked away from him, Jake just shook his head at the situation before leaving the hallway as well.