Afternoon delight_(1)
“Hey! Studying?” I glance up sharply, startled, before grinning and nodding at Chris, who had just walked up. Taking my headphones out and wrapping them over my iPod, I get off my stomach and sit up, putting my books in my backpack. Running a hand through my black and faded red bangs, I look up at him. “Just a bit, how was work?” I ask, tilting my head. “Sucked, lots of old people,” Chris responds, smirking a little. I get up, throwing my backpack over my shoulders before adjusting my dress and moving my hair out of my face again. “Well, cool, where’s yer car?” I ask, looking at him expectantly. I know why I’m going with him today, and for some reason, I don’t feel as bad as I should. The first time we …