OMG! Betcha thought I would never update this, eh? eh? I kind like this chapter! Sowwie guys!

Patch looked at me oddly. "Something the matter, angel? You're blushing redder than a beet." I gasp and look into his black eyes.

"No, Patch, of course not… It's just my time of the month…" I said, nibbling my bottom lip and stroking my arm. Patch snaked his arm from the back of my chair and hooked his finger under my chair and pulled me closer. I closed my eyes and breathed out, and then in, and then out, atta girl Nora… Don't think about the dream… think about dead animals… He pulled me close and whispered into my ear,

"That doesn't matter… Why are you sitting so far away from me? It's making me feel lonely…" His warm peppermint smelling breath washed over the side of my face and my eyes closed. Shit! Not the dream… Not the dream… Great… I'm thinking about the dream… Patch put his hand on my knee. "I don't like when you keep things hidden from me…"

"Patch, really now, it's nothing!" I said, assuring him. "Babe. Don't do this here. Of all the places.. Not school… It's like we're having sex… And it's freaking biology!" My face turned deep red and I looked around, realizing how loud I had said that. Patch's stare burned into the side of my face, along with everyone else's. Coach McConaughy turned to look at me his face and eyes showing intense anger.

"Nora! Patch! To the office!"

I swallowed and took my books from the table, pushing in the metal stool, Vee looked at me and smirked, I glared at her and turned away from all of my class, with Patch following behind me, I gave a small farewell wave to all of them and exited the room. Patch stopped me.

"Way to go, angel! You got us kicked out from saying "sex"! I wish I could have accomplished something like that!" he said reaching down to peck my lips. I pushed him away after he succeeded and turned away,

"It's not funny, Patch. Everyone in there is going to think we're already doing it!" Patch chuckled and looked at me.

"Angel, little bit of a statistic. Most people our age are doing it"

"I know! But I don't want to be called trash!"

"You wouldn't be called trash… You are too good for that. They all have respect for those who go all the way. Annnnd…. You are amazing. They all have enough respect for you already…" He said with a smile, "Now, do you want to get out of here? Maybe go for a burger? The bell was going to ring in… Wait for it…" rriiiiiiiiiiiiiiing "There… Now let's go!" he said grabbing my hand. Running to my car. I looked at him.

"Why not your's?"

"Meh… I'll get it later." He said with a smile. Before unlocking my car with the keys he mysteriously snatched, we drove in silence to the little burger joint, Patch told me to wait as we sauntered up to the window and ordered two burgers. And one extra large milkshake, he returned with a smirk.

"Figured we could share this." I shook my head and laughed silently at him. I peeked at my watch as we ate. How the hell was it already almost 5:30? Oh right, before we ate we had that amazing makeout session… Ah… That would do it to a person I suppose. He looked at me, and handed me the milkshake, I took one sip and smiled. Strawberry chocolate twist. My favourite.

After about a half hour later we drove to my house and made out for a bit in my little car, I somehow ended up on his lap. And his hands somehow ended up under my shirt. As his tongue playfully wrestled with mine. I finally pulled away for air and looked at my dim house. Right… My mom was away for the week, and Dorothea was off. I had the house to myself… Patch seemed to know this, because he leaned in and whispered into my ear. "I know a way to make this more comfortable."

"Oh… Hm… Did you somehow make my mom and housekeeper disappear?" I said with a soft laugh. Patch smirked and wriggled around, keeping me in his arms as he walked to my house, carrying me like a baby, with my legs at his sides and my arms around his neck. He unlocked my door and walked in, laying me on my couch. My shirt had risen up slightly and he leaned down to kiss my stomach. Then up to my neck. I moaned softly as his tongue touched the skin there, he sucked and nipped at my neck for a moment before looking at me. He moved so his head was resting on mine and my face was nestled into his chest. I suddenly got an urge to kiss him and I did, letting my tongue snake out to wipe across his lips, he smiled and kissed me back.

"Angel, with Marcie, it wasn't the same…" Patch said, his voice husky.

"I know how you feel… babe." God why does this seem so familiar?

My hands were in his hair, and his tongue and mine were now wrestling. He groaned when I moved my hips and touched his erection. I grinded my hips against his and he groaned again, louder this time. This has happened before…. Patch says something now…

"Nora, why are you doing this to me? You're too hot to handle, and I can't take it," he said in a breathy voice.

Shit…I know where this goes…

OMFG! CLIFFY! Read Number Two and see the similarities!