Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 5

5

 

 

Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell happened to you?” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I tear my eyes from the spot where I had been glaring at for minutes. The very same spot Haiden’s truck had disappeared from my sight. I focused my eyes on Gwen, her blue eyes glistening with confusion and laughter as they scan over my body. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When had she pulled up with her pink convertible? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The pink was not something you’d occasionally look past. No, it was one of those pink colors that catches one’s attention a mile away. The pink that glistened in the sun as it zooms past, demanding attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Instead of answering her question, I asked her one of my own. “What time is it?” There is a slight edge to my tone that would chill bones. 

 

 

 

 

My first day as a senior was going fun-fucking-tastic. My clothes were dirty and my head was racing with images of flattening Haiden’s truck tires. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I sucked in a calming breath. This isn’t me, thinking such bad thoughts isn’t me. 

 

 

 

 

Gwen’s eyes shift to the dashboard and read the time out loud.” Seven-thirty. Still enough time to go buy some weed from Spencer.” She joked. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I squinted my eyes. “Ha-ha very funny. Give me five minutes to change, I’ll be back.” I grumble dryly, turned on my heel and headed back to my two-story home. It felt odd calling it home when it felt anything but. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Took your precious time.” Gwen smacked her lips, rubbing the gloss on her lips as she looked at herself in the rearview mirror. I let out a breath and slammed the car door a tad bit too harshly. I turn to face her. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Well, I had a little chat with Gertrude.” I huffed, turning around to throw my bag in the backseat. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

know?” She asked her voice pitching with

 

 

 

 

could be a tad bit reckless as a new driver who only got her driver’s license two months

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wait? Then no, you don’t need to

 

 

 

 

 

 

I believe she’s my mother and not the pencil

 

 

 

 

 

 

me a once over quickly before setting her eyes back on the road. “Nice dress.” Her

 

 

 

 

 

 

the soft cotton material that reached a

 

 

 

 

 

 

being a close friend for years. Or shall I say a disadvantage? “Shut up. It was the

 

 

 

 

 

 

nods not convinced.

 

 

 

 

 

 

places her palm over my thigh. Turning to me, she smirks. ” Or, you just want to show off those sexy legs and have every hot blooded

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Or……..I just so happen to grasp it

 

 

 

 

 

 

a red light. “I’ll tell you what the pros are babe.” She turns to me, grins, removes one hand off the steering wheel and mimics a jerking

 

 

 

 

up in salute.” She laughs loudly and returns her hands to the steering wheel

 

 

 

 

 

 

rather uncomfortable with the dress riding up

 

 

 

 

to have her fits of laughter at my displeasure while

 

 

 

 

 

 

car radio until I heard a familiar song we both enjoyed. Turning to face each other we began singing. “Wanna know what

 

 

 

 

 

 

no type. I just wanna fuck

 

 

 

 

 

 

to know.” We sang simultaneously and burst into fits

 

 

 

 

 

 

the volume. She gives me a side-eye and smiles. ” Guess you’re now more relaxed and looking forward to our first day as seniors?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Yeah

 

 

 

 

 

 

be stuck to you like a leech so you won’t ever be alone.” She pointed out and makes

 

 

 

 

 

 

faked a pained face. ” Crap the torture. It sounds horrible. Oh, how shall

 

 

 

 

pinches my thigh softly. With my slightly pale complexion, I was certain that a soft red color has already merged on my

 

 

 

 

 

 

enjoyed

 

 

 

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