In Deep

Finally, they were going to do it.

He pulled her onto the bed on top of him. Staring up from the soft mattress he tried to take in everything so he would never forget.

The bus’ brown seats were bland. Outside the season was in the awkward period of changing from fall to winter. Sighing he looked back down at his ipod and scrolled thru the playlist, nothing was looking good today.

Suddenly he felt something on his head, he turned around. A girl with brown hair and green eyes was staring down at him. She smiled and blushed.

“Sorry.” She said.

He took out his ear buds and smiled back at her.

“No problem.” He said back.

He looked into her green eyes and leaned in to kiss her. She eagerly unbuttoned his shirt. Placing her hand in the middle of his chest sent chills up his back. Rolling over he reluctantly let her hand released from his.

“Your saving yourself?”

“I just don’t want to do it with someone until I love them.” She looked back at him with a suborn expression. Her eyes squinting up at him.

“Fine.” He looked away towards the lake they were walking around. She hugged herself to keep warm in the damp fogy weather. Turning towards her he stopped and pulled her close.

“What are you doing?” she said her stubborn eyes searching his face.

He smile. “Kissing you.” He said and leaned forward.

The sheets and pillows were on the floor along with their clothes. Both of them were silent. They were the only two people on earth.

Only seven more days, he thought in third hour science. Only seven more days. He drummed his fingers on his textbook. Turning around he mouthed to her what he was thinking. Blushing she turned back to assignment unwilling the acknowledged that she was thinking about that to.

Her bedroom smelled of a sweet flower. He breather in the smell from the bed. She was asleep, and would be until morning. She was facing away from him, still naked, mouth open and silently snoring.

He couldn’t bring himself to wait until tomorrow morning. Slowly getting up he groped around in the dark to find his cloths. Leaving only his shirt, she could have it to remember forever like he would.

Walking over to the window he opened it and slipped out unnoticed by anyone.

“Mom, please.” He had a serious ton in his voice.

Looking at her son she sighed.

“3,000 miles?” He turned away from her.

“Yep.”

Iv'e been thinking about my conversation with Courtney on Saturday. I talked about things I had 'swept under the rug' and now I can't stop thinking about it. I wrote this at the beginning of the school year. It just seems appropriate.