Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 6

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gwen’s button nose scrunchies in disapproval when I entered the car with my regular vegan salad in my hands.” What? ” I asked her with innocent wide eyes as I buckled myself in, already knowing that she was disgusted by anything green and healthy. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was sort of bizarre and funny that she is a cheerleader. However, days of practice and constantly working out made her burn more calories than a fitness trainer. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“That’s disgusting Arabella. You need some meat on your bones -” She glances at the clear plastic container with the healthy salad inside. “Not grass that smells of cat litter.” She makes another disgusting face before pulling out of the parking space. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I cast her a side-eye and laughed quietly while moving the plastic lid off the container.” You’re missing out. It tastes great.” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And truly, it really did. The unsalted peanuts, cucumber and lettuce delight was kind of my vice on mornings. I was not sure of what dressing they used but it was not like any other and made one wanting more. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Using the plastic fork the girl behind the counter handed me, I took some of the salad, moaning when I pushed it into my mouth. Gwen made a fake gagging noise. “I don’t think I am. Not when it looks like that.” She faked a shiver and I suppressed the need to roll my eyes. She could be a tad bit dramatic when she wanted to. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Anyway, thanks for discarding the condom and weed.” I voiced out as I noted the missing used plastic and herb. I could finally not have the urge to jump out of the moving vehicle and relax my feet. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She tapped her purple manicured finger on the bedazzled steering wheel. It was way too pink and girly just like the spray paint on her car. “Well technically I just placed the weed in the compartment-” She stopped when I gave her a scowl. “But……I did give a kid the used condom to hold as a souvenir-“ 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Gwen you did not!” I yelled almost choking on a not so well chewed lettuce. I coughed as Gwen laughed. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” She giggles, moving one hand off the steering wheel to slap my back lightly. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

demanded while coughing. Dammit, I should’ve bought a bottle of water or some

 

 

 

 

 

 

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and smoothly parks in an empty spot further from the entrance of the school. I sighed as I looked over at the intimidating red-bricked school that glared down at

 

 

 

 

 

 

pitched with excitement. An emotion I did not, not even the

 

 

 

 

 

 

have arrived in hell.” I murmur throwing the white plastic fork in the empty container and closing

 

 

 

 

 

 

likely going to be the valedictorian when we graduate but you despise school.” Gwen snorts, killing the engine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

despise school….” I drawled out before letting out a puff of air. “Fine, I feel like I’m attending a funeral every time I’m in school. The smell of sweaty teen boys, who occasionally fart in a hot classroom does not make me feel like the next Albert Einstein. And don’t get me started on those flowery perfume scents

 

 

 

 

 

 

me, wincing. “Like how you are now?” She

 

 

 

 

 

 

exactly how I am now.” I

 

 

 

 

 

 

about the condom? I told you I threw it-“

 

 

 

 

 

 

my voice was louder than I intended seeing that those ant-like students gazes snap our way. I drew in a calming breath, sinking

 

 

 

 

 

 

eating asses!” She shouts. She huffs when the prying eyes tear away

 

 

 

 

 

 

the opposite sex that were much younger than them, and would certainly have them spending a lifetime in jail. But

 

 

 

 

 

 

further mortification, we should make the walk to school.” She nods more

 

 

 

 

 

 

frown marred my face as confusion sets in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

of exaggeration, tilting her head to the sky. “The walk where everyone’s heads snap our way and their jaw drop in awe at

 

 

 

 

 

 

turning around to grasp my bag and opened the door. I got out, slammed it shut and peered at Gwen over the top of the car. “It sounds dreadful.” I deadpanned, swinging one strap over my

 

 

 

 

 

 

way to make an

 

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