We walk in silence to my room. We kiss and say goodnight. He walks away as I close my bedroom door and crawl into bed. "That was amazing."
"What was?" Cherrie sits up from her bed. "Come on Taylor, I wanna know, you've been getting in so late every night this week, I'm surprised you haven't fallen asleep in class."
"Nothing Cherrie, go back to bed." I turn away from her and close my eyes trying to sleep.
"Taylor." Now she's sitting on my bed. "Come on you can tell me. Is he hot?"
I smile and sit up. "Oh, you have no idea how hot he is. Do you wanna see a picture?" I asked getting my sketchbook.
"Hell yeah I do." Cherrie sits beside me as I open it and turn to the page where the picture of Drew was. "Did you draw that?"
"Yeah, I know it's not that great but, I tried." I turned to the next page where I drew a picture of Drew and I sitting together. "This one is my favorite."
Cherrie smiled. "I'm really happy for you Taylor, really I am. But I get kind of worried about you. All the times you've been out with this guy you seem to be different, happy, yes, but, I donno what to say other than…be careful. You don't want a broken heart."
"I know. Don't worry, Drew will never break my heart, he loves me and I love him." I smile and put my book away under my bed. Cherrie gave me a look as if she didn't believe me. "Trust me, I'll be fine."
"Alright, Taylor. But if anything goes wrong tell me okay." Cherrie hugs me. "Night, can you wake me up tomorrow morning?"
"Seven o'clock?" Cherrie shakes her head. "Alright, good night Cherrie." We turn off the lights and go to sleep.
The next morning I woke up late. "Shit, Cherrie get up, it's nine o'clock Mr. Murdock's gonna kill us." I threw on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. Cherrie got up and slapped me on the arm "Ow, what was that for?"
"For not getting up on time and making me late as well." Cherrie got dressed and we both grabbed our books and ran down the stairs. We took our seats in class and tried to make it seem like we were there the whole time.
"Cherrie and Taylor, you're both late, meaning you have a detention today after school until four o'clock." Mr. Murdock handed the notes to us and continued to teach the class.
I mumbled something under my breath, that sounded kinda like 'Asshole' when it was actually 'I want an apple' at least that's what I told Mr. Murdock when he asked me what I mumbled.
After class ended I told Cherrie I was sorry for making her stay late, but hey, can you blame a girl who's in love with someone, for staying out to late? Not at all, in my opinion anyways. I wouldn't get mad at her, if she did it.