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I turn on my heel and run in the direction of my locker.

Ah, no Priscilla.

Crap, crap, crap.

I run to the front doors.

No Priscilla.

Shit.

I run through the front doors.Man that girl can walk fast! She’s on the other side of the street already!

“HEY! PRISCILLA!” I yell.

 Many people turn to look at me as if I am crazy.

“What?” Priscilla yells back.

“I need to talk to you, quick!”

Thankfully she runs back across the street.

 She begins to open her mouth to say something, but I stop her by saying something first.“Okay, so I’m supposed to pick up my brother Jeremy, from his school in like, 10 minutes,” I explain very fast, “but I’ve got detention, so I can’t pick him up. Could you pleeeeaaaaaaaasssse do it for me?”

“Ya, sure.”

“Thankyousomuch. He goes to the public school we saw on the way over here, remember? Of course you do, your memory is tops,” I babble.

Priscilla laughs and then asks, “So what does he look like?”

“Huh? Oohhhhhh. Here, take my wallet, it has a picture of him in it,” I reply, taking my wallet out of my back pocket and handing it to her.

“Oh, alright, cool. Where am I supposed to take him afterward? Your house, my house?” she asks.

“My house, here’s my key,” I respond, giving her the key to my house.

“Alright, so I shall pick up and babysit your brother for an hour or so until you get out of detention,” she repeats.

“Aw, crap, detention, right.” I run back into the school yelling “Thanks” as I went.

“You owe me!”she laughs back.

I speed through the halls, trying to get to detention before the final bell rang, signaling the beginning of detention. Because if I am even a second late, I’d automatically get another detention for the next day.I realize that if I get caught running through the halls, I will get a detention, but it doesn’t matter because I am there!

I open the door, step in, and as soon as I close the door the bell rings. I just made it.

I sit down at the back next to Shawn.  Along with us there is also Kevin, Ryan, some stoners, and a hot Goth girl that Kevin is trying to hit on even though we aren’t allowed to talk.

Shawn raises his eyebrow as if to ask, “What took you so long?”

I mouth back, “Jeremy.”

He doesn’t know what the hell I am talking about, so I write him a note that tells him what I just did. I pass it to him when the teacher isn’t looking, which is always, as she is reading a magazine.

He scans the note quickly and then he writes some stuff on the back of the note. He passes it back to me.

It says:

You gave her your wallet and keys? WHAT THE HELL is wrong with you???? You’ve known her for less than day! Do you know what stuff she could do with your money and your HOUSE?

I shrug back at him. He rolls his eyes and grabs the note back from me and passes it to Ryan, who’s beside him. He reads once, and then reads it again, I think. He looks at me and mouths, “You are an idiot!”

I shake my head and shrug grumpily. Ryan passes it to Kevin, who is sitting in front of him. Kevin reads it quickly and then just gives me a look saying how much of an idiot he thinks I am.

I lean back in my chair, arms crossed.They’re the idiots.

I mean, really, what’s she supposed to do with my…

house keys and…

my…

wallet…

“AW SHIT!” I exclaim, as I realize what I’ve done. Luckily, one of the stoner kids sneezed really loudly at the same time I swore so the teacher couldn’t be sure if I actually swore.

My friends look at me with smirks on their faces. Stupid friends, ruining...stuff. Would Priscilla really do something like steal my money and stuff from my house?

Well, let’s see, I’ve known her for less than a day. The first time I met she was drunk, so she’s broken the law before, that’s barely breaking the law everybody does it anyway. She seems a bit insane, maybe. Aw man. She probably won’t even pick up Jeremy.

But what if my stupid friends are wrong and I’m wrong and she really does pick him up and babysit him? Then I would be an awful boyfriend. I probably am overreacting, really.

I sigh and look at the clock, 3:10. 50 minutes until I find out what happened to my brother, if I can trust my girlfriend, if- 49 minutes now.

Each minute seems like an hour, but time is finally up, and we can go home, where we belong.

I walk quickly through the halls and as I’m leaving the school Kevin and Eric and Shawn catch up to me and they’re about to say something, mocking me probably, but I just yell, “Shut up!” and start running back to my house.

I run a couple blocks and then I see the public school. No Jeremy. Right, so Priscilla did pick him up. I walk a couple of blocks, relaxed and then I thought what if he just walked home alone when nobody picked him?

I start running again.

 And this is how I get home, run, walk, run, walk.

Eventually I walk up to my house. Then I sprint up the driveway, I walk up to the porch and turn the doorknob. It’s unlocked, that’s good, right.

I swing the door open…and see Priscilla sitting on the couch watching T.V. with Jeremy.I breathe a sigh of relief.

“Hey! Miss me?” Priscilla greets.

“Ya,” I laugh, “I missed you.”

She gets up from the couch and walks over to me, “What’s up, you look out of breath.

”I shake my head and hug her, “Stupid friends…”

 “Why don’t you come into the kitchen and have something to drink, and you can explain about your stupid friends,” Priscilla suggests. I laugh and follow her into the kitchen. I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and explain what my stupid friends said.

“Well, I see why they would think such things,” she says, sitting on the counter, “I may seem crazy to some people.”

I nod, not knowing what to say.

“But that’s just because I’m honest and don’t try to side step delicate subjects.” Priscilla sighs and continues. “Life is short, you shouldn’t lie your way through it.”

“That is really insightful,” I say. I set my water on the counter on walk over to her. I lean real close and then she says, “I know right?”
I smile and then kiss her. I put one hand on her neck and the other on her back. She runs her fingers through my hair and slips her tongue into my mouth. She smells like hazelnut, I realize. What an odd scent to be affiliated with. It fits Priscilla perfectly, though. I smile while kissing her and open my mouth, about to point out her scent when someone says from the doorway, “Ewric, what are you doing?”

 I leap back from Priscilla and turn to see Jeremy standing in the doorway. 

“Uh, I’ll tell you when you’re older,” I reply slyly. 

“That’s not fair!” he whines. 

“Ya, well life’s not fair, bro,” I tell him.

He crosses his arms and pouts. 

“Why don’t you go watch Spongebob or Hannah Montana or something?” I ask, ushering him into the living room.  “Spongebob is sooo old.” he says, as if I were the most uncool person on Earth. “I wanna watch Phineus and Ferb!”

 “Oh, is that the show with the platypus?” Priscilla asks, leaning against the door. 

“Ya, wanna watch with me?” Jeremy replies.

 “I’d love to, but me and Eric have to go do some homework,” Priscilla answers regretfully. She grabs her back pack and head up the stairs, toward my room, I’m assuming. 

 I follow her and point out, “Priscilla we have no homework, none from the same class anyways.” 

“Yes, I know, but I suck at math, and I have decided you are going to be my tutor,” Priscilla replies pointedly.  

“Oh.” I say stupidly. “What if I’m not good at math?” 

“Then I guess I’ll just get someone else to help me every day after school,” Priscilla answers, folding her arms across her chest and looking at me expectantly. 

“I’m good at math, I- I’m good,” I reply quickly. 

“Excellent!” she says, smiling. “Now let’s get to work."