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The Forbidden Fruit
Chapter 34
“I did some thinking yesterday.” Derrick said.
I set my things on down my desk, “I did, too.”
“I’ve came to a conclusion.” He said, pushing himself up.
“I did, too.”
He looked frustrated, but then let out a sigh, “Why don’t we talk about this after school?”
“Okay.” I nodded, then sat down.
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“Looky here!” Shane smiled, “I got you an apple.”
“Wow! Thanks!” I laughed, “But I brought some of my Mom’s pasta.”
“I gave up cheesecake for you!”
I laughed, “I’ll eat the apple, too. Gosh.”
“You better, you hoe!”
“I want to ask you something.” I turned serious.
“Uh, anything.” He picked up a fry.
“It about that guy.”
“The guy who you have sex with?” He asked loudly.
I glared at the surrounding tables who looked at us, “Yes.”
“What about him?”
“Well, I don’t think I want to be with him anymore.”
“You never were.”
I let out an exasperated sigh, “You know what I mean.”
“Fine, right. Why not?”
“Well, for one, he’s kind of a lot older than me. Two, he’s just… immature. Well, not immature, but something like that. He’s almost afraid to be with me, you know?”
“How much older?” He asked, suspicious.
“It doesn’t matter.” I said, impaling a noodle with my fork.
He squinted his eyes, “Why would he be afraid to be with you?”
“There’s some reasons…”
“Oh my god.” He said suddenly.
“Uh, it’s not what you think.” I tried.
“Statutory rape!”
“Shut up!” I said harshly, “People are staring.”
“He could be thrown in jail!”
“He’s not afraid of that… I think. Well, that’s not the main reason.”
Shane squinted his eyes again, “So he’s breaking more than one law to do it with you?”
“God, I shouldn’t have even told you.”
“Mr. Ward is walking up to you.”
My throat tightened. I quickly looked behind me to see Derrick walking quickly towards me, “Fuck.”
“Why are you so nervous?”
“I kicked him in the shin again.” I lied hastily, “He’s pissed.”
“No he’s not.”
“Just be quiet!” I turned back around to see Derrick right behind me, “Hey.”
“Maria. Can I see you in my room?”
I mentally screamed ‘no,’ “Um, sure.”
I gathered all of my things without looking at Shane. His arm shout and grabbed my wrist, “She needs to see Mrs. Murphy.”
Derrick glanced at Shane curiously, “She didn’t say she had to…”
“Well she does. Come on.” He dragged me out of the lunch room.
Fuck. F-U-C-K. I quickly shoved my Tupperware container into my bag and zipped it up. My legs hurt from keeping up with Shane’s pace and my feet were slapping on the hard linoleum floor. Shane pushed open the doors and pushed me on the wall.
“Are you kidding me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Shane ripped me from the wall and began walking towards the art hallway, “He’s right behind us.”
“Uh, okay.” I said quietly.
Once we past the art doors, Shane shut them quickly and stared at me.
“Do you know how wrong that is?”
“I still don’t know what you’re talking about…”
“You’re fucking your English teacher, Maria.” He said harshly into my ear.
I set my things on down my desk, “I did, too.”
“I’ve came to a conclusion.” He said, pushing himself up.
“I did, too.”
He looked frustrated, but then let out a sigh, “Why don’t we talk about this after school?”
“Okay.” I nodded, then sat down.
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“Looky here!” Shane smiled, “I got you an apple.”
“Wow! Thanks!” I laughed, “But I brought some of my Mom’s pasta.”
“I gave up cheesecake for you!”
I laughed, “I’ll eat the apple, too. Gosh.”
“You better, you hoe!”
“I want to ask you something.” I turned serious.
“Uh, anything.” He picked up a fry.
“It about that guy.”
“The guy who you have sex with?” He asked loudly.
I glared at the surrounding tables who looked at us, “Yes.”
“What about him?”
“Well, I don’t think I want to be with him anymore.”
“You never were.”
I let out an exasperated sigh, “You know what I mean.”
“Fine, right. Why not?”
“Well, for one, he’s kind of a lot older than me. Two, he’s just… immature. Well, not immature, but something like that. He’s almost afraid to be with me, you know?”
“How much older?” He asked, suspicious.
“It doesn’t matter.” I said, impaling a noodle with my fork.
He squinted his eyes, “Why would he be afraid to be with you?”
“There’s some reasons…”
“Oh my god.” He said suddenly.
“Uh, it’s not what you think.” I tried.
“Statutory rape!”
“Shut up!” I said harshly, “People are staring.”
“He could be thrown in jail!”
“He’s not afraid of that… I think. Well, that’s not the main reason.”
Shane squinted his eyes again, “So he’s breaking more than one law to do it with you?”
“God, I shouldn’t have even told you.”
“Mr. Ward is walking up to you.”
My throat tightened. I quickly looked behind me to see Derrick walking quickly towards me, “Fuck.”
“Why are you so nervous?”
“I kicked him in the shin again.” I lied hastily, “He’s pissed.”
“No he’s not.”
“Just be quiet!” I turned back around to see Derrick right behind me, “Hey.”
“Maria. Can I see you in my room?”
I mentally screamed ‘no,’ “Um, sure.”
I gathered all of my things without looking at Shane. His arm shout and grabbed my wrist, “She needs to see Mrs. Murphy.”
Derrick glanced at Shane curiously, “She didn’t say she had to…”
“Well she does. Come on.” He dragged me out of the lunch room.
Fuck. F-U-C-K. I quickly shoved my Tupperware container into my bag and zipped it up. My legs hurt from keeping up with Shane’s pace and my feet were slapping on the hard linoleum floor. Shane pushed open the doors and pushed me on the wall.
“Are you kidding me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Shane ripped me from the wall and began walking towards the art hallway, “He’s right behind us.”
“Uh, okay.” I said quietly.
Once we past the art doors, Shane shut them quickly and stared at me.
“Do you know how wrong that is?”
“I still don’t know what you’re talking about…”
“You’re fucking your English teacher, Maria.” He said harshly into my ear.
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GIHFEUIRWJG. Everyone was expecting it, I know.Well, I could either end it like.. next chapter, or make Shane a dickface and have it go on for like... a few more chapters. Pick your poison. Kinda.