We were suppose to be studying, not to say that we werent, just not necessarily the appropriate subjects. With the history and science textbooks, Lindsey and I, with the grace of a Nascar driver racing his way from the tenth position to first in a matter of seconds, maneuvered around the hardcover textbooks as we hungrily groped for each other. In between our labored breathes, I continued to kiss down her neck trying to reach the valley between her *****. But she stopped me.

Evan, wait.

I stopped.

Did I do something wrong?
No, never. I, she sighed, just need a minute to catch my breath, she smiled.

I continued my search fro skin as my hand glided over the bottom of her wife beater.

God, you feel so good, I sighed.
I taste even better, she smiled.

I returned it and we resumed our tongue wrestling match. I moaned loudly when I felt her hand come in contact with my breast. Second base. I had completely forgotten about my mother in the kitchen and the likelihood of her coming in my room. And that was a big mistake.

*****

Dinner, is ready.

Lindsey and I instantly withdrew form our kiss.

You two wash up, she said calmly.

A bit to calmly. And that was unlike her. Her calm demeanor more resembled my other mother. I didnt know how to respond. It scared me.

Sure thing, Lindsey said easily.
Yeah, sure, I repeated.

*****

6 weeks earlier…


During the 1st week of the 2nd month of school, I couldnt help but notice her. Whether it was her long flowing mane of red hair or like any boy would have gawked at, her body.

Whos the new girl? I asked my crew trying not to sound eager about finding out the information.
I dont know her name but she transferred from New York.
The east coast, huh?
Yeah, shes in one of my classes. Math.


Math, I mentally filed that away making sure that I visited that class tomorrow.

What about you, Stacey? She in any of yours?
Are you trying to memorize her schedule or something? India asked accusingly.

It was like India to catch onto my line of questioning. Always the inquisitive one of the group, India had to know everything about everybody.

I was just asking a question. Dont jump down my throat. Like you never ask questions. Its all you do all the time.
The question you should be asking right now is how bad should I beat your ***** down? India said stepping between Stacey and Maddy.
Bring it! I replied stepping up to her challenge.
Alright you two. Back to your corners, Maddy said shoving both if us a step back.
Check your girl. Shes been campaigning for a beat down for weeks now, I directed toward Maddy but was staring at India.

It was no secret. Me and India hated each other. But she was Maddys cousin so she was accepted into the group. For any other reason, she would have been on the outside scratching to get in.

We both retreated and chilled. My eyes searched for her again but she was gone.

*****

Nevermind the fact that Lindsey was a girl, that didnt make me fear my mothers calmness, but the fact that I got caught making out in my room( behind closed doors) that was frighten me the most. No one wants to get caught making out by a parent.

Your mother handled that very well.
What?

I stared at Lindsey in disbelief if she thought that was normal.

Dont you think?
***** no! Thats not normal. Just wait for the other shoe to drop, I instructed.
The first time my mother totally freaked.

I ran my hands under the water.

Just wait, I repeated toweling off my hands.

*****

We sat on the opposite sides of the table, as did my mothers.
What were you guys studying? my mother asked.
Science.
History.
Well which one was it? Tina asked.

I could feel both of their eyes burning into me. I really didnt want to look at her.

Both, Lindsey answered, Yeah, we were switching books every couple of pages.
Didnt that confuse the subjects in your head? Tina asked again.
No, I answered.
How long have you guys been studying? she asked.

Knowing my mother, her question implied something else.

Not long. About a hour, Lindsey answered.
Evan?

She was looking for the answer she wanted from me.

Huh?
Are you all right? You kinda zoned out there, Tina asked.

I was trying to transport myself anywhere but here. I failed miserably.

Yeah, yeah.
Do you ever study together in school?
Sometimes.
No, no, I almost shouted.
Well which one? she asked a second time.

Lindsey looked at me with wide eyes not understanding my excitement.

We dont study alone. Its always in a group,I answered nodding my head hoping Lindsey would go along with my lie.
Yeah, in a group with three other kids.

She did.

*****