“You were listening to me?” I asked somewhat embarrassed.

“Yeah, you’re incredibly good, but you sound so sad,” she responded.

“Yeah, well not everything can be happy,” I replied.

“Touché.”

“Who says Touché?” I joked.

“Well, it’s a big word and um…it seemed appropriate I guess. Besides who are you to judge my vocabulary ms. Drama.”

“Good point. So not that I don‘t like seeing you, but what are you doing here?”

“I heard a horrible ratchet…” she started saying before I hit her in the gut. “Hey Spence I’m just joking, I’m just joking.”

“You have a wonderful sense of humor,” I joked rolling my eyes.

“I actually happen to be a pretty funny. Or at least my girlfriend thinks so,” she replied moving closer to me.

“That‘s because she felt sorry for you,” I joked with her. she closed a little more distance.

“What would you consider my strong suit?” Ashley’s asked her voice getting huskier. I could feel her warm breath on my flesh and the heat of the moment rising.

“Maybe…” I trailed off as she sealed the remaining inches between us. With one hand she moved a stray hair out of my face. I moved closer into her embrace. She cupped my face with her hands. Closing my eyes, I felt her lips crash into mine, and a soft moan escape my throat immediately after. Her hands went straight to my waist, and just when I ran my tongue across her lip begging for entrance, I hear someone clear their throat. When I turned around there was Mr. Fredrickson the music teacher standing there. I look at Ashley’s to see her face matched the red shade of mine.

“We were just practicing,” I mumbled uncomfortably.

“Guitar,” Ashley added quickly. “We were just practicing guitar.” Mr. Fredrickson just stared at us.

“I better get back to class,” Ashley stated scooting by the teacher quickly.

“Uh, I’m going to go back to study hall,” I rambled putting away my guitar and getting out of the room as fast as humanly possible. When I stepped out of the room I was pushed back into the lockers by a very excited Ashley and her lips. The lock dug into my back, but all the pain and embarrassment was gone now.

She pulled away out of breath.

“I can’t believe that just happened.”

“You left me in there,” I laughed feeling the heat come back to my cheeks.

“We‘ll I think the world hates me,” she joked.

“Either that or your timing just sucks.”

“I guess I should go then before he comes out here,” Ashley stated.

“Yeah me too,” I sighed.

“We‘ll pick this up after school,” she replied as she began to walk away.

“I’ll be ready.” When she was out of sight I headed back to study hall. Everything was perfect. What could go wrong?