Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 2

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For an entire hour, I had occupied myself by rearranging the books on my desk over and over. It was not like I had a tendency to be an organized freak. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was just that, the thought of leaving high school in a few more months made me a little antsy. Okay, a lot. I was literally thinking of every possible bad scenario. One where there was a stack of books burying me or two getting a B on an exam. I wince by the very thought. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letting out a breath, I stepped back a little to observe my work as I dusted off my hands. I hummed staring down at the neatly piled books stacked to the very left corner of the desk. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No, the history book looks too big to be at the very top. 

 

 

 

 

A little again and it would flatten the rest of the books in a stack of flat pancakes. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and placed the history book at the very bottom. Stepping back again, I dusted off my hands this time with a soft smile

 

 

 

 

 

 

softly. So grossed in my organizing I had now only realized that the sun was about to set. The golden hue of the

 

 

 

 

 

 

dark eyes fall on the books on the desk and she seems to be calculating something in her head. It was only a few minutes ago she saw them

 

 

 

 

 

 

you’ve arranged them again.” She smiles tenderly and

 

 

 

 

 

 

though she was a teenager at the time. She was of Mexican descent and was now the

 

 

 

 

 

 

school. It was not seeing the

 

 

 

 

 

 

always said, to succeed in this world, one must always fight to remain at the top of the chain. Their words had been engraved into my mind before I had

 

 

 

 

 

 

the right.” I murmur walking over to her. It was not a lie though, from my perspective, they looked kind of off stacked on

 

 

 

 

 

 

through me. That is one thing I hated about her being with me for years, is that I could never seem to lie to her. She just sees right through it. Something father and mother never seem to care

 

 

 

 

 

 

Arabella, the semester hasn’t even started yet and you’re already so nervous. Relax.” She utters and uncovers the food revealing green string beans and

 

 

 

 

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