Touch Me While I Taste You

Arabella Rivera

One of the reasons I hated History class was the med to always bang my heard against the wall. But even that wildn’t ease the heal that emanated from outside and penetrated through the four walls until it enveloped the area,

I felt like SpongeBob but without water to keep me hydrated. So I suppose that would mean I was a dry sponge. That was how bad the heat was inside the classroom.

I guess the old windows that never budges to open added to that but it was also probably the hot gas that escaped many children’s asses. I wiggled my nose, coughing while throwing a hand over my nose. It only proved to only make it worse.

“Okay, who did it this time?” Miss Gilbert’s brown eyes scan the classroom.

She was an African American woman who had been teaching this school for more than a decade. Her reputation was almost tarnished last year for sleeping with a

nished last year for sleeping with a male cher who suppaily was

married

I didn’t think Miss Gilbert knew of the wie but others seemed to think otherwise. Either way it wasn’t my business to judge, I just wished some prople thought the same

Gwen leans towards me and spoke in a hushed tone.” That person definitely had cheese and eggs for breakfast.”

“I’mn more leaning on hotdogs and pickles.” I whispered back, hoping the putrid smell wouldn’t enter through my mouth

“Miss, it was Zack!” A brunette girl pointed at who I suppose was Zack whose neck grew an alarming shade of red.

I really should pay more attention to those who were in my class. It’s kind of weird that I don’t know their names.

“What! It was not! Why would I want to suffocate in my own fart?” He argued back, glowering at the petite brunette,

“Don’t worry Zack man, Mia just has a huge crush on you and didn’t know how t

fart.” A dark hairy with to much gel in his hair

face only turned scarlets she stuttered in embarrassinent.

gelled-up bay high-fived while chuckling at a poor

“Assholes.” Imutter lowly.

shrugs with

a side-eye while pinching my nose. “How can this possibly

into Mia. While our dear little Mia is more than

as Mia slaps away Hank’s hand away from her hair. Zark laughs and I didn’t fail to notice his caze dlup a little lower than

than where it would be

that I give it a few days. That girl will have those guys

on the action too?” A hopeful voice has both Gwen and I freezei

able to hear Gwen and I’s conversation. I pinned him with a harsh glare that has him shrinking back into his

overweight side and had the knack to listen in on others’ conversations to spread rumors. Of course he added his own

off your dick now, would you?” Gwen whispered in a fabricated sultry

She finished with a wicked smile and lightly slapped his

mehr belakad like

with

of you!” Miss Gilbert

back around to face an irritated

open the windows? “A voice said from the

rolled her eyes and let out a

eyes mocking her. “But didn’t

in shock including mine. Miss Gilbert looked utterly stunned by Fred’s words, not expecting them at all. I think we all weren’t

Fred into the chair. Oflice

in here anyway. Fred Neurs as he rise to his feet and walks atit.