I'M ONLY MYSELF WHEN I'M WITH YOU

Chapter Three

"Okay, class hand in your one hundred problems."

When passing them up, I touched Carson's hand and felt the part again, and this time I think he felt it to. We looked into each others eyes, until someone told him to give the paper.

**Cheer Meeting**

When I walked in, I was the only person in there but our head caption.

"Hey Celeste, so heard that you listen to goth music, and you missed practice Thursday, and to top it all off, you went to get ice cream with Carson Dylan.!"

Shit!

"Well you see, I had a project to do with Carson on Thursday and I really wanted ice cream so I asked him."

" So you are telling me, a teacher partnered you up with Carson, and you felt bad for him because he has no friends so you went for ice cream. Then all the sudden you start missing practice for him and listening to his type of music?"

I knew to chose my words carefully because, if I said the wrong thing then I would be off the team. So I did what I though was right.

"Okay bitch, he's smart, he's nice, I wanted ice cream and he was there, and maybe I do like goth music. Do you have a problem with that? Because last time I checked this is my life, not yours."

"Celeste, your off the team and out of the group, find some other friends and some where else to sit!"

I started to walk out, I went straight for Carson's car and started crying harder than I ever did before.

"Whats wrong?"

"They kicked me off the team, because I stood up for you."

"Why would you do that?"

"I don't know, because we are friends. Thats what friends do for each other, right!"

"Ya, of corse."

"Carson"

"Ya?"

"Do you want to come over, and watch a movie?"

"Why not, its not like me and you have anything better to do."

We both started laughing, and I felt it again, the spark. When we got to my house we went inside, and no one was home so we went to the living room. We couldn't find a movie we both liked so we went to the kitchen for a drink. I looked around for something to eat, and had an idea.

" Wanna make cookies!?"

"Yes!! Celeste you are so smart, how did you know I love cookies?"

I started to giggle and pulled out the stuff to make the cookies. When I put all the stuff in the bowl to stir, Carson rapped his arms around me, and helped stir, at this time I could feel the spark, it was running threw my body and all I could do was smile and blush. Finally, it turned into cookie dough and he grabbed a hand full, and dropped it on my head.

" You did not just do that!"

"Oh pretty girl, I think i did."

Pretty girl! He called me pretty! I grabbed a hand full and threw it at him. About twenty minutes of throwing cookie dough and laughing, my mom walked in.

"CELESTE WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

"Hey mom, we will clean it up."

"Okay, shouldn't you be at the game?"

"Mom, I quit,"

"You did what,why?!"

"Sorry"

"Clean it up."

When she finally left, me and Carson started laughing and cleaned up the mess. After that we went upstairs in my room and he started to play music. I didn't know the music but really liked it, we listened until two in the morning. I know the rule, no boys sleeping over, but I didn't care, he was sleeping over.

"So Celeste its getting late maybe I should go."

"Can you stay? My parents won't care."

I just completely lied, but my parents were leaving at seven in the morning so they won't be here when we get up.

" Sure, if no one would care."

We turned on some more music and started dancing, and before I knew it I was up against the wall, looking into his bright blue eyes, and the moment I was waiting for, he kissed me. I could feel one of his hands on my hip and the other holding my head, as we made out I put my one hand on his head and the other on his chest. His kisses were like none before, they were soft and sweat, as other people were hard and just wanted to fuck. He posed and looked into my eyes again.

"Celeste, I like to know a girl before we go any further."

"Carson, its okay I understand."

We fell on my bed ,and we fell asleep while he was kissing my neck and playing with my hair.