"there's an us?-" i paused.
"last time i checked you didn't even believe me and fucked your fucking colleague jenny." i spoke out quietly.
"i'm sorry."
i huffed, pulling my arms closer to my body.
the air conditioning in the gymnasium was really shitty.
i was already steaming up.
i couldn't make out if it was rise in body temperature or out of anger.
the lights shut off and the curtains at the sides were drawn.
the big monitor was brought out as a slideshow began to play.
'prom and graduation'
it read in bold letters.
"i miss your kisses." he whispered once more, leaning closer, placing a hand on my leg.
i slapped his hand away, cautious because i was wearing a skirt.
he sighed humorously.
the head stepped up on the podium and began to speak.
"good morning seniors, before i start we have a could of notices that require your attentiveness."
once mr. franco stepped to the side of the stage, we waited for staff members to walk along the stage and give their notices.
"please savannah, i miss calling you baby. fuck i miss everything."
the proximity that we shared had turned me on and I felt helpless.
i sighed a stiff sigh.
i cleared my throat, composing my posture as i listened to the announcements.
i felt that warm hand of his on my thigh again.
"i believe you." he made out.
"no you don't, you think i'm a
druggie." i said, rolling my eyes while fanning myself.
i felt like the temperature was rising
by the second.
slowly but surely he moved his hand higher up my thigh.
shit, no it's cool.
compose yourself girl, you got this.
the soft brush of his fingers met my panties.
you don't got it.
my subconscious screamed.
a shaky breath was an indication that i was helpless, frail and fragile.
"lace." he whispered in a seductive manner.
i slightly gulped, not prepared for the outcome of this.
"prom is just around the corner and we are in a desperate need for a prom committee."
mr. franco looked bored and unbothered as he said this.
