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

I WA Vou fart.” A dark hairy with to much

only turned scarlets she stuttered in embarrassinent.

bay high-fived while chuckling at a poor

“Assholes.” Imutter lowly.

cute. ” Gwen shrugs with a knowing smirk on her

a side-eye while pinching my

open book. “Well, my dear Arabella. You see Hank over here is definitely into Mia. While our dear little Mia is more than likely has

away Hank’s hand away from her hair. Zark laughs and I didn’t fail to

than where it would

give it a few days. That girl will have those guys begging for release on,” she snorts and turns away

get in on the action too?” A hopeful voice

desk so he’d be able to hear Gwen and I’s conversation. I pinned him with a harsh glare that

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

Don’t want me to bite off your dick now, would you?” Gwen

hard.” She finished with a wicked smile and lightly slapped his

mehr belakad like

with

down all of you!” Miss Gilbert yelled to

face an irritated Miss Gilbert whose pinned hair

can you open the windows? “A voice said

a

turned cocky, his eyes mocking her. “But didn’t

stunned by Fred’s words, not expecting them at

melted Fred into the chair. Oflice

be in here anyway. Fred Neurs as he rise to his feet and walks atit. Not before flipping