Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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JOSH - MONDAY MORNING

Mondays were always the worst. Asha was unusually grumpy, the traffic was a nightmare, and I felt like I hadn't gotten more than three hours of solid sleep. Still, we made it to school on time.

As I walked through the brightly decorated hallways, I kept my head low, trying to avoid any unnecessary interaction with her.

I dropped Asha off at her classroom, kneeling down to smooth her hair and kiss her.

I turned to leave, breathing a small sigh of relief as I thought I'd escaped unnoticed. But just as I reached the door, I walked straight into someone.

"Whoa!" Vivian exclaimed, stumbling back slightly before regaining her balance.

"Sorry," I muttered, looking down at her.

Her hazel eyes blinked up at me, and she gave a small, awkward smile. "Hi."

"Hi," I replied, scratching the back of my neck, suddenly feeling about as smooth as a teenager.

We both chuckled nervously and for a moment, it was just us standing there in very uncomfortable silence.

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"Well," I said finally, pointing vaguely toward the hallway. "See ya."

adjusting her glasses up

hall, feeling her eyes on my back until I

though I couldn't figure out why. Sliding into the driver's seat,

is wrong with me?" I muttered, my voice echoing in the

face, trying to pull myself together. It wasn't like I hadn't seen her before. She was just Asha's teacher.

Without

on the other end

Harrington's tone. "Is-uh, is it a good

tighter. "Yeah. Yeah, it's fine. Is

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tightened as though someone had wrapped a vice around

hard, my throat suddenly dry. "I'll get back to

course," Dr. Harrington replied. "Take your time, Mr. Saunders.

before

phone down and gripped the steering wheel with both hands, forcing myself to focus on breathing. In through my nose. Out through my mouth. My vision blurred for a

driver's side window startled me, making me jump. I turned my head sharply to see Vivian standing there, holding something in her

blinked, rolling the

this time. She held up my wallet. "This must've fallen out when you dropped

her, my thoughts still jumbled. "Thanks," I

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