My lips moved against Michael's and the feeling was so ecstatic. It was even better than when we were by the road. The heat coursed through my body and it felt like sparks were flying everywhere. I had kissed girls before and it felt different. Their lips were soft and small. They also tasted like strawberries or whatever lip gloss they were wearing. Michael's lips were soft too but it was different. I kept my lips on his and I was shocked when he pushed me away.

I stared at him questioningly and he was blushing and looking on the floor. I started to approach him again but he suddenly lifted his good hand up to stop me. I stopped in my tracks. I thought he wanted this. Did I imagine our first kiss? No, clearly it was real. He surely wanted it back then, so why did he stop me now?

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Why did you kiss me? I mean…. do you… Uhh.." Michael was fumbling for words and I smiled at him.

"Well, let me throw that question back to you." I said with a smirk. "Why did you kiss me on the road a week ago?"

"I….uh.." Michael started to blush and my smile started to grow.

"And also…. when we were cleaning the school walls…. You wanted to kiss me, didn't you?" I asked him.

"It's not…. I mean…" Michael turned even redder and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I know you liked it." I said. Michael bit his lip and stared at me sheepishly.

"Wh— How are you so s-sure?" Michael asked and I found it cute how he stuttered.

"Because I surely did." I said with an evil grin. It was true, I certainly enjoyed my kiss with Michael. Did I like Michael? I wasn't sure. I found him somehow cute. Was that something? I never found myself being attracted to a guy. This was certainly a first. I wasn't completely sure what would happen between Michael and me now but I sure knew what I was going to do next. I grabbed Michael's good hand and started to drag him.

"Hey, hey, where are you takin' me?" he asked. Even though he protested, he didn't seem to fight away on me dragging him. I ignored his question and continued on dragging him. I went straight for the storage room and opened the door. I ushered him to go inside and I soon followed. I closed the door behind me and locked it.

Michael's eyes grew wide and he started to blush. He opened his mouth to say something but I took the opportunity to dive in and kiss him. The heat returned and it moved through my whole body. I was feeling so lustful and I felt myself hardening already. Fuck. Already Blake?!

I moved my tongue out and demanded for Michael's lips to make way. He parted his lips and allowed my tongue to slide in. I explored every inch of Michael's mouth as I made circular motions with my tongue. He moaned ecstatically against my lips and somehow it turned me on more. I gripped the back of his neck and started to bend his head back so I could move my tongue more inside. Michael kept on moaning against my lips and I knew he enjoyed every second of this. Admittedly, I did too.

The hardening in my pants was becoming painful now and I begged Michael would open them for me. I somehow didn't want to do it on my own. I then decided to give him the hint so I started unbuttoning his polo shirt. I slid his injured arm carefully through the hole and slowly took it off him.

When I saw Michael shirtless,it put a smile on my face. I gotta admit he was well built for a nerd. I took time to admire his body. I could see he had abs and he was muscular for someone who wasn't athletic.

"Wow." I muttered under my breath. He blushed and I smiled at him fondly. "For someone who's not so sporty, you sure are hot." I said.

"Uhh..don't stare at me like that…." he said shyly. I laughed and started to kiss him again. He tried to pull on the hem of my shirt and tried lifting it. He had a hard time though since he was only operating with one arm. I pulled away from him and lifted my hands so I could shrug my shirt off. I threw it on the side and when I turned to Michael, he was just staring at my body.

"Whoah…." Michael said as he stared at my body. His mouth hung slightly open and his eyes started to go wide.

"Like what you see?" I asked teasingly. I don't want to brag or anything but I knew I had a great body. I liked to work out a lot during my free time. I liked to stay in shape and be fit so I knew why Michael was gaping in front of me.

"God, Blake… like fuck…" He muttered. I smirked at him and he placed his good arm around my neck to pull me in for a kiss. He kissed me hungrily and his hand made it's way from the back of my neck to my chest. He then started kissing my neck and I whimpered against his ear.

"Fuck…Michael…" I breathed against his ear. He went back to kissing me on the lips and he moaned as I placed one hand on his chest the other on the back of his hip so I could pull him closer against me. Our crotches rubbed against one another and the friction it caused on my erection made me see stars. "Ugh…Michael I…".

A knock on the door suddenly made us both jump. "Shit." I muttered under my breath. I hastily grabbed my shirt and picked up Michael's and threw it at him. "Hurry up." I said. I saw him having difficulty putting his shirt on so I helped him. Another knock on the door. .Crap, I thought. "You go on ahead." I whispered. "I'll stay here and hide first."

Michael hesitated and he looked panicked. Another knock on the door. "Hey, is someone in here?" a voice called from the other side. "GO!" I said as I pushed Michael forward. He stumbled a little but quickly regained his footing. I went behind a bucket with a mop in front of it. I crouched down so I was hidden. I prayed that I wouldn't get caught here. I heard the door open and I held my breath.

"What are you doing here?" the voice asked.

"Uhhh… I was… just… looking around…" Michael said awkwardly.

"You didn't have to lock the door." the voice chastised Michael.

"Sorry about that…" Michael said. I started to hear footsteps fade into the distance and I wasn't sure if it was Michael or the other guy who left so I stayed in place. The time seemed to take forever and it felt like I was waiting for hours, but I knew it was only a few minutes. I heard another set of footsteps fading and I adjusted a little so I could see.

It was the janitor and he had his back to me. He was heading for the door and I was happy he didn't see me. I started to move a little until… Tak! The mop in front of me fell on the floor, making an awful loud sound in the small enclosed room. Shit. I just blew my cover. The janitor turned around to find the source of the sound and his eyes grew wide when it passed me. I stared at him poker faced and his face was filled with shock. I immediately got to my feet and made my way to the door. The whole time, I could feel the janitor's eyes on me but I didn't look at him. I felt so embarrassed. What conclusions could he be forming in his head was beyond me.

I made my way out and closed the door behind me. Shit. Was all I thought. I looked for Michael and I couldn't see him anywhere. I started to head outside when a voice called to me. It was Tyler. He quickly made his way to me.

"Blake! There you are!" Tyler said running to me. His face looked stressed and panicked. I suddenly felt my stomach turn, I kind of felt something bad was coming up.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It's Lily! They found her unconscious body lying in a pool of her own blood!" Tyler exclaimed. My jaw dropped. What in the world? I thought to myself. I clearly didn't see that coming.