13. Emily
"Wow Troy. I didn't even know Gabby liked you."
"Neither did I. Had I known I hat never had sex with Dani."
"So what are you going to do?" I ask him, knowing from the beginning that the two of them having sex was a bad thing.
"I don't know." he says and shrugs. "What should I do?"
"Do you like her? Or did you only tell her that to make her feel better, and what about Dani what feelings do you have for her?"
"Me and Dani are definitely just friends. None of us have those kind of feelings for each other."
"And what about Gabby?"
"She's Dani's sister."
"But didn't Dani say it was okay?"
"I guess in some weird way, but then again I don't think she expects me to like her."
"So you do like her?" I ask him trying to understand what's going on in his head. It's kinda fun to see him like this.
"I guess."
"But as girlfriend material?"
"I don't know?"
"What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning?" I ask him and he gives me a confused look. Apparently he has no idea where I'm getting at.
"Food." He tells me and I hit him. "Be serious Bolton."
"I am. That really was the first thing."
"Then was the second? Or what was the last thing you thought of before you went to bed last night?"
"I don't remember?"
"Okay then answer this. How do you feel when you look at Gabby?"
"Happy."
"And when she's not around you, how do you feel about her then?"
"I miss her." He says and I can see the honesty in his eyes.
"When she touches you, how do you feel?"
"Amazing."
"You like her you goof, you're just to blind to see that."
"I do?" He gives me a confused look and I can't help but smile. "Yes you do. So now you better fight for her, else she might slip away from you."
I stroke his arm and give him a smile then I leave for History class. As I walk to class I see people staring at me, at this point the whole school knows I'm adopted. So apparently I'm this freak, who my 'real' parents didn't want. I try to not let it bother me, soon I'll be out of here, and people only talk because they have no life themselves, they whisper to make their own life seem better, though they are the ones we should all be sorry for. One will have an alcoholic mother, one will have a dad who left, another will have divorced parents, some will have no parents at all, and some will have been kicked out of home. No one is better than me and I'm not better than them either, but at least I have 2 parents who love me, and I probably also had a mother who loved me enough to let me go, so I don't feel that bad about my life, but I feel sorry for the girl who lost her father, and her mother to alcohol, even though she might be the one bragging on most about her life, and is the one making lies about me, or anyone else who ever had a rumor about them at school. But if that's what makes her through the day I'll let her have that moment of happiness, I'm just glad I'm not her. I walk in to the classroom and sit down next to Dani "You know he really likes your sister."
"He what?" She asks confused.
"You heard me." I say.
"You serious?" She says almost screaming.
"Yes. He really does."
"Didn't see that one coming."
"Okay everyone take a seat, I'm your new History teacher since Mr. Anderson moved to Houston." Our teacher says and I can't help but think I know this voice. "My name is Justin Donovan."
Then I know why I know him. I look up and me eyes freeze. Dani is talking to me but I don't hear a word, my eyes are locked with his and he looks just as confused as I do. He hands out a book to everyone and tells that we need to go read the first 5 pages. Afterwards we'll go through the questions. When he gets to my table he whispers to me, for no one else to hear. "I need to see you after class." I nod and try not to look at him. This sure is embarassing.
He walks back to his desk. "Who is that?" Dani asks.
"Remember I told you about this guy I met last Friday when we went out?"
She nods and then it hits her. "OMG are you serious?"
I nod and look away. "So much for a night of fun huh?"
After class everyone leaves as I stay. I bit my bottom lip and look him in the eyes. He gives out a small laugh, and then looks down. And I know what he's thinking. He's thinking that he kissed one of his students.
"You didn't tell me you were in High School?"
"I never considered it as a problem." I tell him.
"But I at least thought you were 21, you were at the club?"
"Ever heard of fake ideas?" I ask and fake a smile.
"This is serious Emily, I could get in trouble for this!"
"No one will know. Besides you weren't my teacher at that moment, they can't get you fired for it, so there's nothing to worry about." I say innocently.
"Yes there is." He takes a step closer to me. "Because I really like you."
I bit my bottom lip and then smile at him.
"But we can't do this." He tells me and I look down and take a step closer to him.
"Are you sure? No one will know." I assure him. "I'll graduate soon, an then you have nothing to worry about."
"No one will know?" He asks and I nod. "No one."
He places his hand on the back of my head and pushes me closer to him. Our lips are almost meeting when I can't hold back. I drop my bag on the floor and wrap both arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him.
