[3] Dr. Pepper And Chocolate Make The World Taste Good || Teenage Hormones || [3]

Lunch was finally here. My morning classes went by pretty fast and I wasn't complaining. I sat outside for my friends to get there. They usually went through the lines, while I was satisfied with my Dr. Pepper and whatever candy bar I had. Today it was a milkyway mmm.
I peeled the wrapper back and took a big bite. The chocolate was so good it just started melting my mouth.
"Hey Sara." What is he doing? I sat there frozen stiff.
"Hey Davenport." I stumbled. He laughed and took his finger whipped the carmel off my chin.
He's so-- Aw man! I had food on my face.
"So I was wondering if you had dentention tomorrow?" Lets see... Do I have dentention...? Yeah, I'm coming up blank on that.
He laughed again. I could listen to his laugh forever.
"Don't worry I have to see if I do. Do you want me to check to see if you do too?" Hmm, his voice is like angel talking to me. Like an angel with a loud speaker. Not annoying, but deep and relaxing.
"Ugh, that'd be great. Thanks." If I hadn't said Ugh I would have looked semi-intelligent. At least sounded it.
I took another bite of my chocolate with a now self concious feel. Even though he was eating like a big. I don't know what, or even why. I care sooo much about what he thinks about. Stupid teenage hormones. Gah, I feel like I could hump the crap out of him like some horny dog. But I restrained myself and crossed my legs, you know for back up. Just in case he does something smexy and I feel like I've lost all self control.
"Hey, why you sitting with your 'people'?" I asked. Shocking myself. I don't even remember thinking it. Oh well. It was a good question and I wanted to know the answer.
"Am I bothering you?" he asked. Pst, like you could ever bother me. You could stay by me till the day I day and not bother me. What kind of drugs is he on??
"No. I was just wondering. It's kind of random that you just decided to sit with me the day we have detention together." Wow, I sound good. Hmm, it seems to me that if I think about stuff and it doesn't come out as good, but if I just let it flow it's all good.
He shrugged. "I guess, but I liked talking to you. And I've been meaning to, but never found a good reason."
"Oh you could have just said hey. Or something. I'm not hard to talk to you know. In fact I've been as realitivly easy person to talk to. Not to mention to get along with. Well okay, I have been known to just space out on people, but who hasn't at least once in they're lives. And that I tend to ramble sometimes, or so they say. I don't think so." I looked at him. He had a half smile playing on his lips. I got nervous and snapped my head back and watch some of my friends walk towards us with astonished looks on they're faces.
What? Like I can't get a hot guy to sit with us?
"Hi Eric." Michelle gushed as she approached us.
She's not a close friend of mine, but a friend I guess. She's one of those friend of a friend type thing. She can be quite annoying at times. Or is that just me.
"Uh, Hi." You would think a hot guy, would get use to girls drooling over him, but I guess not.
Jamie sat beside me as usual and sighed. I looked at him, but he just rolled his eyes and turned the other way.
"Jealous much?" he turned narrowed his eyes at me. Those blue, yellow things burning into me.
"Of what?" he growled. I let that go as soon as it came up.
I was not about to get into that with him. It was obviously a touchy subject.
I turned back around and noticed that Michelle had beed talking to Eric the whole time I was listening. Oh well.
She laughed. I took a drink to wash down the last of my candy bar.
"I didn't know you two were dating." she said in a innocent voice. I choked and he patted my back, but um, to my sicking feeling I sparyed him with my Dr. Pepper. Oops. I got a little bit of it on Michelle but I didn't care.
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to." Everything is working out great.
"It's okay." He said right before he took his shirt off.
He took his shirt off.
I think the sun was burning into my skin directly 'cause it felt like my whole my face on fire.
He dug into his backpack and grabbed a muscle shirt and threw that on. I could still his bicept. And man were they nice. Nice and looked so comforting.
Like I just wanted to rub lotion or something to make it shinny.
*Drools*
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...and they wonder why so many teens get pregnant. Pfft!