I couldn't concentrate in English. Even while the teacher talked and wrote on the board, everything went straight through my head.
I didn't like that Marci was mad at me, even if it was my fault. She was my friend and I didn't mean to upset her in that way. Her words still stung and they kept repeating themselves over and over again in my head.
"You alright, Adrien?" Joseph asked from his seat beside me. I blinked and glanced at him, releasing a heavy sigh.
"Yea...I'm fine," I murmured. I stared at the chrome book in front of me, realizing that I haven't written a single note down. Joseph let out a heavy sigh beside me.
"I'll give you the notes later. Look, don't take what Marci said to heart. She isn't being a good friend and she'll get over it eventually," Joseph explained.
I nodded my head with a sigh. When class was over and the bell rang, I turned off the chrome book and plugged it back on the computer rack. I walked with Joseph out of the classroom before we said goodbye and parted ways.
I walked through the crowd and headed down to my locker. When I got there, I noticed Preston was already there, grabbing his jacket and shrugging it on. His gaze turned to me, and the moment he flashed me a smile, it was like all my limbs turned to jello.
His smile was literally everything. I couldn't help but smile back, sinking my teeth into my lower lip as I walked over to him. I went up on my tippy-toes and cupped his cheek, pressing a kiss to his lips.
Preston grinned widely, his arms wrapping around my waist, "hello there beautiful, how was your last period?"
"Mm...it was alright," I smiled. Preston kissed my cheek. I stepped back from him and moved around to my locker, twisting in the lock code before opening it.
"Yea? You've been quiet since lunch. Are you still feeling bad about Marci?" Preston asked. I frowned slightly, putting away my books before grabbing my coat.
"Yea...I don't know. No one's ever...called me that, so it just kind of threw me off," I sighed. Preston closed his locker and turned to face me.
"Well, I can tell you that you aren't one. It's a degrading term and no one should be called a slut based on their sex life. She was wrong for doing that. What we do together in the privacy of our own room is our own business and it doesn't label you as anything," He said. I nodded my head and closed my locker, shrugging my bag over my shoulder.
"Thanks...I really like you and I want this to work, so I guess it doesn't help that there is some drama in the way," I murmured, smiling at him softly. Preston returned the smile, leaning down to kiss my forehead.
"A little drama won't get in the way of our relationship. I don't care if Marci doesn't like it, because I like you and that's all that matters to me. That I like you and that I know I have you," Preston stated, "and...enough talk of this drama. How about we make a stop on our way home and grab a late lunch? Like a date?"
"That sound's nice," I smiled crookedly.
"Awesome," Preston smirked. He pressed one last kiss onto my lips before he took my hand in his, and we made our way outside.
We stopped at the pizzeria that was on the walk home from school. When we stepped inside, the restaurant was mostly empty, so when we stepped up to the cash register, we were instantly greeted by one of the workers.
Preston ordered us each two slices of pizza, as well as bottles of lemon iced tea. He paid for our food, and when we received our warmed up slices of pizza, we took our food over to an empty table and sat down.
"Cheers to a pizza first date?" Preston wiggled his brows as he sat down across from me. I rolled my eyes at him, flashing a soft smile.
"Yea, cheers," I raised my bottle of lemon iced tea to him. Preston smirked. We clanked our bottles of iced tea, before I twisted open the bottle, and took a sip.
"So, when we get home, we could totally like, cuddle. Or maybe take a nap. Or both. I think both sound pretty good," Preston said. He pulled apart his slices of pizza and took a bite.
"I don't mind napping. Did school tire you out today?" I laughed.
"I mean, I played dodge ball all gym class. That sport is pretty tiring," He joked.
"Oh, yea, like dodge ball is such a hard game."
"Excuse your sass! Dodge ball is a hard game. First, you have to actually run around and hit people with the ball — that takes arm strength and cardio!" Preston pointed at me.
I laughed, flashing him a crooked smile, "right, my mistake. Poor you."
"Oh wow, mocking me now, aren't you? I can't believe you," Preston feigned hurt. He placed his hand against his chest in disbelief. I raised a brow. I picked off a pepperoni from my pizza slice and flicked it at him.
"Well I mean, you're tired over a dodge ball game. What happened to being fit?" I smiled tauntingly. It was Preston's turn to raise his eyebrows.
"Oh, yea? Well, I mean...who's the one with all the stamina in bed?" He tilted his head. My cheeks instantly heated up at his words. I flashed him an embarrassed glare.
"Excuse you! I'll shove my pizza in your face!" I shouted at him. Preston laughed harder, leaning back against his seat with his hand against his chest.
"Haha! Oh come on baby, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I find it cute that you get tired out easily. Means I'm doing a good job," He winked at me. He. Freaking. Winked.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed, taking a bite out of my pizza slice, "You know what? Next time, I'm going to be the one to tire you out. Just wait."
"Okay sweetheart, we'll see about that."
We both are in a comforting silence, minus Preston's occasional attempts to be annoying. When we finished eating, Preston tossed away our trash into the garbage, before we headed out of the pizzeria hand in hand.
When we got home, we dropped our bags onto the bench in the mudroom and kicked off our shoes and coats. We were greeted by my mom the moment we walked in, as well as Preston's dog Kodey who ran over barking. I smiled, kneeling down to pet Kodey on the ears and head, Preston hugging my mom in greeting.
"I hope you two had a wonderful day at school! I noticed you took a bit longer to get home," My mom said when she let go of Preston.
"We just stopped at the pizzeria on the way home to grab food," Preston said. Mom glanced between the two of us before she smiled.
"Ah, I see! Well, I'm going to do some garden work outside," She replied. I smiled, wrapping my arms around her in a quick hug before kissing her cheek.
"And we're going upstairs to nap," Preston turned and winked at me. Geez, how many times did I have to roll my eyes at him today?
Mom giggled, "okay well, I hope you two enjoy your nap!"
She walked off. Preston grabbed my wrist and hauled me upstairs to our bedroom. I followed after him despite my protest about him pulling me. When we reached our bedroom, Preston closed the door behind us, starting to peel off his shirt and jeans, stripping down into his boxers.
I sighed and did the same. We didn't bother to turn on the lights. I stripped down until I was in my underwear. I gasped when Preston suddenly lifted me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. He laid me down on my back and crawled into bed beside me, pulling the covers over us.
"Mmm, this is exactly what I needed," Preston hummed. I chuckled softly at him. I cuddled close until I was pressed against his side, my head resting comfortably on his shoulder with my hand flat on his chest. He had his arm wrapped around me, holding me close, my legs tangling with his under the covers.
"Yea? Well, close your eyes and sleep then."
"Sassy today aren't we?" Preston chuckled. I smiled crookedly, nuzzling against him. I pressed a kiss to his collarbone. His fingers were brushing up and down my bare back softly, raising goosebumps against my skin. It felt good and he felt so warm, it was impossible not to relax and close my eyes.
I didn't reply to him. Instead, we fell into a comforting silence, the two of us cuddling skin to skin, and before I knew it, I was the first one to doze off.