The Way Back to You
Chapter 18
Adam groaned as his alarm went off next to him. He pressed the snooze button and rolled over, smiling when he saw Fiona asleep next to him.
He kissed her forehead softly. "Morning," he said when she stirred.
"Good morning," she said.
He smiled, propping himself up on his elbow as he cupped her cheek in his hand.
"What?"
"I just can't believe this isn't a dream. I can't believe you're really here."
She smiled and kissed him. "Real enough for you?"
He kissed her again, sighing when his alarm went off once more.
She groaned as he turned it off. "Time for school."
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Fiona checked the time on her cell phone. Adam was in school, but he promised before he left the house in the morning that he'd meet her at The Dot for lunch.
Finally, the door to the diner opened and Adam walked in, out of breath. "Hey," he said as he walked over to her. He kissed her softly before he sat down next to her.
"Hey. Did you run here?" she asked, noticing the sweat glistening on his forehead.
"Uh… yeah."
"Taxi," she suggested. "Bus. Any mode of transportation that doesn't involve you coming to lunch sweaty, exhausted and fifteen minutes late. Lucky for you, I already ordered for us."
"Sorry," he said, taking her hand.
She shrugged. "We might as well enjoy the whole ten minutes we have before you run back to school."
"At least you'll have the rest of the day to shop."
"I don't want to shop."
He frowned, reaching up to touch her forehead. "You feeling ok?"
"Cute," she said, pushing his hand away. "I just wanted to spend the day with you."
He smiled, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. "We just need to make it through the rest of today and school tomorrow, then we have the whole weekend." He kissed her neck softly. "Just you and me."
"I guess I can hang out with Holly J tomorrow," she said, pouting slightly as she crossed her arms.
Adam laughed as Peter put two hamburgers, two Cokes and a large plate of fries on the table. "Make sure to bring that attitude with you," Adam told her, taking a drink. "She'll love it."
She rolled her eyes. "Is it so bad that I want to spend time with you?"
"Of course not. I just don't want to spend our weekend together grounded because my mom caught me skipping school."
"Then don't let her catch you," she suggested, popping a French fry into her mouth.
He smiled and leaned in to kiss her, stopping just before he touched her lips when he heard someone say his name.
He slowly turned to see Marissa standing at the table, leaning toward him, her cleavage spilling out over her low cut top.
"Have you been avoiding me, Adam?" Marissa asked.
Adam looked at the table to avoid staring at her chest. "No."
"Really? I couldn't find you at lunch."
Adam sighed, looking annoyed. "I was here. With my girlfriend, Fiona."
Marissa looked at Fiona, who had scooted closer to Adam and put her arm around him.
"Oh," Marissa said. "Right. Well… bye."
The cheerleader walked away. Adam shook his head before turning to look at Fiona.
"Someone's popular," she murmured.
"I'm sorry. She's just… I told you about that date…"
"Wait, you went out with… that?" She looked across the diner at the other girl, shooting daggers with her eyes.
"Just once. I don't like her. Not even a little bit."
"I know," she said, still looking at the tiny blond. She made a noise close to a growl. She hated the idea of anyone else being with Adam, especially a real-life Barbie doll.
He kissed the side of her head quickly. "Nice kitty," he whispered.
She looked at him and growled again, this time smiling.
He laughed and kissed her lips. "I should get back to school. Can't be late for math."
"What's two plus two?"
"Four."
"Two times two?"
He laughed. "Still four."
"See, you know math. You don't need to go."
He shook his head, still smiling. He kissed her forehead softly. "I'll see you in a few hours," he promised. When she pouted, he kissed her lips.
He grabbed his backpack and got up to leave the table, when she grabbed his arm. "One more?" she asked, pointing to her lips.
He smiled and kissed her again. "I really need to go now."
"Fine." She reluctantly released him. "Get a taxi back to school though. I don't want you all smelly and gross when you get home tonight."
"I'll try." He kissed her once more, then finally walked away from the table.
To be continued…
AN: I know I said at the beginning of this story (or at the end of When In Rome. I can't remember) that this would span the whole school year, but since it's already 18 chapters in and it's only November in the story, I'm cutting this down to the end of the semester. Then there's gonna be a sequel. So... yeah.