Waking up with Lorraine was one of the things, which were going to make my day today. She was sleeping softly with her back to me. Running my hand down her bare arm, I breathed in her smell. She really was beautiful and I was lucky to have her in my arms. I kissed between her shoulders and down her neck. She moaned before rolling over to face me. Placing her legs between my own under the blanket, I was pleased to see how well we fitted together. Kissing me she spoke sleep still present in her voice 'Morning.' Smiling back I ran my hand through her blond cascading curls that I loved so much 'Morning yourself.' She grinned like the Cheshire cat and I couldn't help but stifle a small giggle as she ran her hand down my hip tracing my nose with her own. 'Come on you, we'd better get ready for work, don't want to be late.' 'Mmhh.' I agreed although quite selfishly I wasn't willing or ready to let her go. 'I'm gonna take a shower.' She told me peeling back the covers, destroying our paradise. 'I can come with you.' I teased kissing her from behind.
So less than two hours later, after showering together and quickly glugging down some brain wake up remedy aka coffee, we found ourselves in the Waterloo Road car park. 'Ready?' she questioned opening the door of her expensive car and walking round the other side to greet me. 'Yeah.' I nodded pulling her in for a quick squeeze and a kiss. 'You know we can't do this here Nikki.' She said sternly like the voice that she uses for the pupils when they've done something wrong. 'I know I just wish we had five more minutes.' I sighed truthally. 'Well let me shout you a drink later.' She replied already walking away her heels clicked familiarly on the pavement.
The day was going painfully slowly without her and I was sitting in the staffroom at lunch finding myself dreaming of Lorraine, like some stupid teen in love. I hadn't even realised Tom had sat down beside me until he nudged me playfully. 'Hey Nikki, earth to Nikki.' Waving his hand in front of my face I finally came back to reality. 'Tom, hey.' 'Reckon you've got some secret lover the way you're acting.' 'As if!' I snorted laughing. 'Go on, I know that look anywhere, go on tell me.' 'I'm not going to let you know anything about my personal life.' I replied. 'You know we are mates so you can tell me, tell you what I'll buy you a drink, pub after school?' he rambled on. 'Sorry can't already got plans with….' I stopped myself before I could say her name. I mean Lorraine was only just getting used to the idea of us; I didn't want any gossip going around the teachers and especially not the students. 'Hhmmm so there is someone.' He said thoughtfully. I shook my head. 'Let me have 10 guesses.' 'Five. And even then I won't tell you.' I said taunting him. 'Five, I'll take what you give me.' He ran his hands through his hair evidentially thinking about the first victim that'd he'd pair me with, this could be interesting. 'Tom come on this isn't a 20 questions game; you're as bad as the kids.' I said laughing. 'Michael.' He said rubbing his stubble. 'What?' I questioned. 'You're seeing Michael.' 'Oh my god Tom no way, you think I'd find him attractive.' I burst out laughing. 'Fine….Budgen.' 'You're not serious?' 'Yeah well you never know.' He shrugged. 'Come on Tom, you're definitely not of the century but in case you didn't realise Budgen is with Maggie.' I sighed in disbelief at how silly Tom's guesses were and how far away he was from the actual answer.
At that precise moment Lorraine appeared at the door. 'Hey everyone.' I looked up and smiled. She had busied herself making a cup of coffee; god she was beautiful. I felt my eyes staring at her looking at everything from her hair, the slightly glossed lips, the hair with a strand that I love to tuck behind her ear, her piercing blue eyes, her petite waist, her breasts. She glanced over quickly before she left. I felt myself blushing. 'So, you and Lorraine huh?' he asked. 'No…..' I replied defensively. 'I didn't know you were gay.' 'Erm…I have to erm.' I got up and left before he had a chance to say anything. I hoped and prayed he wouldn't. God this going round the school is really the last thing either me or Lorraine needs right now.