Rewritten

Chapter 22: Scott

Cupping her cheeks I kissed her fiercely and full of lust, slamming her to the wall. Maria tugged my hair and playing twister with my tongue. I began groping her breasts up her shirt as she caressed my neck and started to unbutton my jeans. I took off my shirt and she did the same. She started to kiss my chest, leading to my stomach, making me moan. I threw her on the bed, kissing her hard again, my hand reaching inside her panties...

Waking up in a cold sweat, I blew out a deep sigh to calm myself. That's the second fantasy I had about Maria, the last one we were in a pool and let me tell you it got... wow. I didn't think she could do that with her tongue. Looking at the time, it's almost three in the morning. I laid back frustrated in my pillow staring at the ceiling, thinking back to the dream. I should have just slept with her on our first date but I respect her will to wait. My confession to her yesterday are having my feelings topsy turvy, I guess my fantasies of her were enough for now.

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My mind had been on her for a week, even when I slept with other girls her face would appear. How am I gonna look at her without thinking of the dirty things she has done in my head? At least I only see her twice, but I couldn't make eye contact with her.

As I get out of my car, I saw Logan and Jake and we fist bumped. As we chatted about plans of prom, my eyes look away to see Maria with her friends and Liam, laughing at something he said. Admiring her nice smile and lips, the things she could do with that mouth- dammit. I told Logan and Jake I'll see them at lunch and left quickly, girls waving and fawning at me from left to right but none catch my interest.

Arriving in class early I sat at my desk, which is first for me and the teacher isn't here yet. Her damned bathroom breaks. I took out my phone to see my notification bars, texts from Lauren and a girl name Quinn I hooked up with two nights ago, I deleted both and pocketed my phone.

Hearing the door open, the person's footsteps are close and sat at the desk next to me. "Hi, Scott," Maria said sounding happy; I nodded in response my eyes on my desk.

Mrs. J came in, greeted us and started the lesson, Taking a quick glance at Maria and she's biting her pen, paying attention to the lesson. My gaze stared at her mouth, how I wanted to kiss them again and the fantasy coming back. Dirty thoughts were broken when someone knocked on the door, a tall guy entering to talk to Mrs. J, isn't he on the prom committee? She called Maria's name.

She stood up to meet him but the guy informed her that she needed to take her stuff because she might not come back. She gave out an exasperated sigh, took her bag and left with him. Good that she left, I can think straight now without trying to rip her clothes off. As the bell rang, I made my way to my locker looking around but there was no sign of her yet. After my third class, I haven't seen her and it's almost lunch time.

"Hit it harder." I heard voices down the hall when I made my way to the bathroom.

"Don't tell me what to do, I've done this before."

"Try again, because it's sloppy." What the fuck, that sounded like Maria.

"Ugh, here let me climb on top then, yeah just push it higher." Are they really- no way! Speed walking with curiosity and a little anger, I peeked my head to the hall to see the same tall guy holding the ladder for Maria, which she is on to fix the banner. Oh, she wasn't doing it with him. I calmed down a bit. I moved in closer to them with baby steps, my shoes squeaked Maria turned to my direction.

"Hi?" It came out as a question than a statement.

"Hey, so is this for prom?" I pointed to the blue and black banner.

"Yeah, new designs." The guy responded.

"Tony thought it would be great if we put champagne bottles and flappers on it for the theme to attract ticket sales for seniors."

"It will. You just can't put Leo Dicaprio and expect everyone to know the theme," Tony said to her and she shook her head, nudging him lightly. "I'm Tony by the way." He said with a wave.

"Scott." I nodded my head.

"Anyway, you skipping class, Huntsman?" she asked me, popping her hip and smirking, looking so hot. I can't take it anymore, I want her.

"No, just going to the bathroom. I saw the principal and he told me to come get you if I saw you." I lied, she pulled a skeptical face but it changed as she climbed down the ladder meeting me.

"I'll be right back." she said over her shoulder to Tony as I walked backwards.

"My time is precious," he responded. I took her hand and we jogged to the end of the hall, her mind is probably thinking we're going to the office but I'm trying to find an empty classroom.

"This is probably about the music budget again," she spoke, "I told him about an affordable band, he went on about it being expensive. But if they say yes it will be an awesome prom and," I opened door to the empty room I found, pulling her in and locked the door behind me. "I don't get it, am I meeting him in here or-" I grabbed the back of her neck, my lips meeting hers hard. She doesn't respond at first but with a bite of her bottom lip she began kissing back, I pinned her on the wall firmly. Groping her stomach under her shirt, she fisted my hair and lifted her leg. This was exactly what I wanted. "Wait a minute, I thought the principal needed to see me," she said against my mouth.

"I lied." I said breathlessly.

"Scott, I have a lot stuff to do." She tried to let go of my lips but I held on.

"Just ten minutes."

"Scott, Tony's waiting for me."

"I haven't seen you since Physics."

"The committee was in a meeting for a budget emergency. Wait, did you miss me?" She asked, her voice dripping with amusement.

"No." I denied. "I missed your lips." She laughed and pushed me away.

"Scott, maybe later we can do this. Not right now."

"In the janitor's closet?" I asked slyly.

"Why do people like to hook up in school? It's so tacky."

"It's fun."

"It's stupid and quick. Meeting somebody in a closet to do stuff I can do at home if my parents aren't home, it's a waste of time. And it's rude to the janitor." Her hands on her hips, face flustered.

"What if I can't wait?" I asked inching closer to her.

"You're gonna have to." She smiled at me, I tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Scott, I'll see you later okay?"

"Fine, I'll call you."

"I thought guys were more doing than talking." She teased, poking my ribs and leaving me alone in the classroom. My heart beating fast, this was what I've been avoiding from the last girl I cared about: my feelings. This time it's not only about sex.