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

Setely she wishes I WA Vou fart.” A dark hairy with to much gel in his hair

scarlets she stuttered

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

“Assholes.” Imutter lowly.

Gwen shrugs

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

her eyes reading them like an open book. “Well, my dear Arabella. You see Hank over here is definitely into Mia. While our dear little Mia is more than

away from her hair. Zark laughs and I didn’t fail to notice his caze dlup a little lower than

inlittle mer than where it would be considered

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

action too?” A hopeful voice has

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

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

now Joe. Don’t want me to bite off your dick now, would you?” Gwen whispered in a fabricated sultry tone that made Joe

and lightly slapped his arm with her hand. He

mehr belakad

with

down all of you!” Miss

irritated Miss Gilbert whose pinned hair was

windows? “A voice

Gilbert rolled her eyes and let out a loud exaggerated

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

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

the chair. Oflice “Her Voice

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