My eyes widened and every nerve in my body froze as Josie jumped up from the table and straightened herself. She cursed a few times while grabbing her clothes while the boy beside her, turned completely away, hiding his stuff from me.
I blinked and turned my head around, letting them dress themselves. The surprise overwhelmed me. I didn’t know what I was walking into until I actually walked into it.
What was Josie even doing?
They both shuffled behind me, dressing up while I remained quiet, not wanting to grab unwanted attention. If I had screamed, one of the teachers would have rushed to the chemistry lab and Josie would’ve been expelled for having sex in the school.
Now I realized why she always early at school, and it wasn’t because she wanted to attend the classes, it was because she wanted to bone someone and that boy was no other than Timothy, her fourth grade boyfriend who she broke up with years ago because he had braces and acne.
“I’m going to leave.” I announced, pulling the door to my side and leaving before anything else happened.
“No, you come in here.” Josie rushed to me, grabbing my arm and dragging me inside the room. She was dressed, at least what I thought she was. Her hair was all messed up, her makeup smeared and her mascara falling off from her eyes.
Her shirt was still unbuttoned and the belt hung loosely around her pants while she breathed heavily after all the exercise she had done.
I glanced over at Timothy who tightened his belt and hastened out of the room before I judged him. Fear was clear on his face along with sweat.
“Oh, my God! Josie!” I exclaimed at her while holding my head with my hand. “What were you doing? In school? You are going to get expelled if anyone finds out.” I spoke to her in a low voice as the classes had already started and the hallways were as quiet as they could get.
“I know, I know. Shh.” She grabbed my wrist and walked over to the door of the classroom. She peeped outside from the door and looked at the either side of the hallway, ensuring no one had seen me or Timothy run out.
Once she was assured, she slammed the door back shut and dragged me all the way to the end of the chemistry lab where nothing was kept except for random stationary and unnecessary books.
When I looked at the tables, I wondered on how many tables had Josie been on with Timothy and how long she had been lying about being single.
“Timothy?” I folded my arms across my chest and cocked a brow at her. For the longest, I remembered that she despised him and never wanted to be with him again. They dated for a good couple years back when she was young and naive.
“Don’t judge me, Miranda.” She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and tied it up with a rubber band. “And I’m sorry you had to see that. I thought no one would come into the chemistry lab at this time of the day.”
That was her excuse?
“You have been lying to me all this time! I thought you were single.” I exclaimed at her, changing the topic. I wasn’t furious that she was having sex with someone in the chemistry lab, I was furious that she hadn’t told me about it or even if she was seeing someone.
“I am—well, technically.” She sighed. “Timothy and I are just fooling around for a while. We aren’t dating and I didn’t want to tell you because I feared you would judge me.” She pouted and placed her hands over my shoulders.
I rolled my eyes at her, “I wouldn’t judge you.”
Her lips lined straight, “You’re literally judging me right now.” She said.
“I’m just reacting. I was just surprised, Josie. I literally was about to scream and cry for help!” I threw my hands in the air and said.
“Chill.” She rubbed my shoulders. “And I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. You’re my best friend and I should’ve told you long ago!”
I nodded my head and agreed with her but then I realized what she had just said, “How long?”
“What?”
“How long has this been happening?” I repeated, wanting to know more and every detail of this relationship.
I eyed her from the top to the bottom, waiting for her response and she finally answered, “A couple weeks, maybe a month but not more than that!”
“Wow.” I remained shocked. “I—I am lost. You knew Molly just got suspended. What if you did?” I asked her.
We had just spoken yesterday and she had told me that Molly got suspended for having sex in the janitor’s closet with her hot boyfriend Ian. The school probably could find Josie if they caught Molly.
“They won’t. I’m careful!” She battled her lashes and smiled.
“They will,” I told her in a warning tone. “So please, have sex elsewhere. I won’t be able to come to school if you were to get suspended.” I pleaded, hoping she won’t spread her legs again for Timothy in the chemistry lab.
“Fine, fine. Chill. We just had sex twice at school. The rest of the time we have it at his home.” She wavered her hand without any worry in her life and I found it odd how she wasn’t worried about anything, not even about getting caught.
If I were having sex with someone, I would’ve been terrified to death about being caught and having my parents called. My mother would’ve never forgiven me for it and I could never look into her eyes again.
We left the chemistry lab after that and walked down the empty hallway. There were only a few more minutes left for our first class to be over so instead of going to the class and getting scolded by the teacher, we went outside into the playground and hung there for a while.
“So, how does it feel?” I asked Josie.
Josie munched on the chips from the hot Cheetos bag she was carrying around with herself. She chewed down whatever was in her mouth and glanced at my direction, “How what feels?”
I leaned close to her and whispered, “Sex?”
“Oh, it’s wonderful. It’s like magic. Trust me, you have to try it at least once, especially when you’re young. For me, with Timothy, it so good that I cannot get enough of it. He just knows how to pound me in the perfect way and that’s why I love being with him.” She shot me triumphant look as if she had achieved something great. Her eyes were full of lust and desire when I looked into them and I continued to wonder how it would feel like.
“But aren’t you scared?”
“Scared of what?” She grabbed a few pieces of the Cheetos from the bag and asked. “Of being caught?” Her brow rose and I nodded. “It doesn’t matter. My mom doesn’t really care whether I have sex with someone or not. She just tells me to be safe so I don’t get pregnant like her.”
“And how do you be safe?”
“By forcing Timothy to wear a condom. Simple as that!” She shrugged, and began chewing once more.
Hmm.
It was more interesting than I thought it would be.