She sighs, fixing her hair. She didn't smoke that much, just letting Riley do smoke tricks, which was fun to watch. She wasn't too big of a smoker, and only started smoking because Riley wanted her to try it. Riley was the reason for a lot of things she did. She wouldn't have ever smoked if it wasn't for Riley. She wouldn't have ever found a reason to buy Timbs without Riley.

And Riley, in turn, wouldn't have known as much literature as he did now. She may not have looked like it, but she loved literature, especially old poems and plays. When she went to college, she'd probably major in english literature and become a professor at a college or something. As long as she was around books, she was fine.

She had a whole bookcase full of stories such as To Kill a Mockingbird, 1984, Lord of the Flies- which was one of her favorites-, Of Mice and Men, Fahrenheit 451 and many other classics. She was the perfect example of more than just a pretty face, and she took great pride in that.

"Whatchu thinkin bout?" Riley asks, exhaling and he hold out the blunt for her. She takes it and gives him a small smile.

"Nothing." She says before placing the blunt to her lips and inhaling. She lets the smoke sit for a couple seconds before blowing out. She wouldn't have ever thought of smoking if she didn't know Riley. They taught each other much more in the six years the two had known each other. In her mind, the two were intertwined in ways more than just a best friend or a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. They had spent so much time together, spent so much money on each other, they had an attachment. When she was with Desmond, or her previous boyfriend (she's only had two boyfriends), they would always get jealous at how attached the two were. But she would never be able to cut him off.

Riley meant way to much to her. He was her best friend, her brother, and now her boyfriend. With him, she would never have to be cautious as to what she said to him because she knew that if her and Riley fought, the two would apologize immediately. They couldn't stand to see the other one mad. He was more to her than just a friend or a best friend. He was her other half.

She looks at him as he blows out smoke and scoots closer, wrapping her arms around him. "What?" He asks and she shakes her head, placing her lips against his cheek.

"You know, if you ever left me, I'd die." She says, and he laughs.

"I ain't leavin you." He says, smoking more of the blunt. "I finally just got you." He says, coughing a bit. She smiles, patting his back to help.

"Good." She says, and the two stay silent as Riley finishes the blunt.

"I'm tired." He says, and looks at her. "Let me lay on you." He says, and she raises an eyebrow.

"We still have to go to school."

"I'm to tired."

"We've been here all day!" She says, and digs in his pocket, making him smile. She pulls out his phone and checks the time. "We have like… two and a half classes left."

"Well, then we should just stay here until school's over." He says, yawning. "I'm hungry. We should go to McDonalds."

"I don't have my car. It's in the school's parking lot. If we go to class now and-"

"Let's go get you car." He says, getting up. She watches as he stretches and yawns. He turns back to face her. "Come on bae. I'm hungry."

"Riley, schoo-"

"You can ditch today for me, can't you?" He asks, shutting her up.

"I mean, I could..." She says, getting up and he groans.

"Here it comes." He mutters, turning around to face her. She crosses her arms, hearing him.

"But, school is very important. We'll never be able to get an edu-" She was cut off by him pressing his lips to hers, one of his hands grabbing her butt and the other one wrapped in her hair.

Her eyes widen, her arms automatically wrapping around his neck. He had kissed her suddenly with so much force, it surprised her. She tries to pull away, but his hand in her hair kept her in place. Her eyes close as his kiss gets fiercer. What was going on?

He pulls away and his hand detangles from her hair. His hand on her butt stays for a while before he lets go. She opens her eyes and gives him a confused frown.

"Can we go to McDonald's now?" He asks, his voice husky and makes her shiver.

"You are evil." She mutters. She finally knew what was going on. He was trying to make her weak, and when she was weak or unknowing, she was more likely to agree. He watches as she exhales, walking past him. She fixes her hair and picks her bag up from the grass. "Come on." She says, and turns to face him. "You're driving. And paying."

"I'm cool wit that." He says, walking. He grabs her arm, pulling her back to him. He wraps his arm around her neck, and she looks up at him, her lips slightly poked. He leaned down to give her what she wanted. The two were more in tune with each other than he thought.

She places her hand on his face, keeping him attached to her lips. She liked it this way, despite the occasional thoughts of Desmond.

She knew that being seen kissing Riley about a day after her and Desmond broke up would look bad, but if Riley was okay with it, then she was fine. If he was happy, she was happy.

Again, I keep on repeating myself, but I gotta let y'all know.

She was happy too. I mean, getting together with your best friend wasn't that bad. He pulls away. "Stop. I'm hungry." He says, and she gives him a small smile.

"So am I." She mutters, kissing him again. She knew that'd make him happy. And it did. The arm around her waist pulled her body flush against him, keeping her there.

If he could, they would've fucked right then and there. But this wasn't some kind of hoe that Riley used to fuck around with. This was Marisol, and he didn't want to make her feel as if she was some kind of animal. If she wanted everything to happen in the bedroom, they'd he make it work. If she didn't even want to have sex until marriage, he would've make it work.

He'd be irritated, but he would have to just marry her. He could wait. He didn't even need sex, he just needed her. Maybe he's been reading too much romantic shit with her. She pulls away.

"Do you wanna read Romeo and Juliet with me tonight?" She asks, letting go of his shirt. He didn't even know her hands had balled up some of his shirt.

"Alright." He says, not being able to say no to her. She gives him a small smile, pecking his lips and pulling away before things get heated. Which was often.

And in reality, she had no plans on reading Romeo and Juliet. She was debating whether or not to say the next part of her thought. He face heats up and she pulls away. "Uhm… bring condoms." She mutters looking away from him, and he frowns.

"Did you just ask me to-"

"Don't think too much about it." She says, walking off. His face splits into a smile. Was she really thinking about it?

"But you really did just ask me to-"

"I didn't ask you." She says, turning to face him, a stern look on her face. "I ordered you." She says, and he raises his eyebrow.

"Oh, so that's what you like." He says, and she looks away, embarrassed. "You like being in charge? That's sexy." He says, and wraps his arm around her. "But you can't be in charge for long. Maybe one round I'll let you be on top." She turns to face him, her tan face turning red.

"We're acting Romeo and Juliet out!" She says, trying to save herself. She really shouldn't have said anything. She should have known Riley was going to make a big deal out of it.

"I don't remember a sex scene being in Romeo and Juliet." He looks at her, kissing her cheek. "But we can make one." He says into her ear and she frowns. "But, you can't call out Romeo's name, cuz I'm the one who'll be puttin in work."

"Nevermind Riley. I changed my mind." She says, pulling away from him. "Don't even come over. Something came up." She says, walking ahead of him. He crosses his arms.

"What could have came up?"

"I'm gonna be sick later tonight." She says. "And I don't wanna throw up all over you."

"I'm coming over."

"No!"

"Tsk, you just embarrassed."

"I don't want you over." She says, and he groans.

"Why baby? I'm sorry." He whines, taking longer strides to get closer to her. He wraps his arms around her. "I'm sorry." He says, again.

"Don't bring any condoms. You just took me out of all moods." She says, and he sighs.

"I can still come over tho right?" He asks, kissing her neck and hickey.

"I don't know." She says, crossing her arms. "You seem to like making fun of me more than being with me."

"I'm sorry!" He says loudly, and she moves her face away.

"Why are you yelling in my ear?"

"Cuz you can't hear my apology." He says, kissing her cheek. "I'm sorry baby!" He says loudly in her ear once more.

"Ok, ok!" She exclaims. "I hate you."

"But, I love you." He says, and she rolls her eyes.