“Where’s my uniform, White?”
“Um.”
The shirt had come out of the wash wrinkled, not to mention the jacket. I would’ve made my mom iron it, but I knew how she’d react if she found out we had a guy’s uniform in her house.
“I’ll bring it back tomorrow.”
“How about yours, White?”
He dangled his long legs and stared at me.
At first, I stared back at him, appreciating his bare chest. James’s abs were well-defined, protruding from his smooth skin without bulging too much. I lingered at the veins twisting along his lower stomach and disappearing under the edge of his pants. I abruptly looked up, but he made it clear that I wasn’t that slick.
I felt his gaze on me like a waterfall. It caressed my lips, went down to my throat, brushed against my breasts and then my legs. Usually everything was black and white for me, and there were no happy mediums. But at that moment I barely understood the sensation I was feeling. The nurse walked in, interrupting the strange moment of stillness.
“Oh, Edward, I see someone decided to let you have it.” I looked around, lost. We were alone.
“White, get lost. Carmen will take care of me now.” James dismissed me as soon as he noticed my facial expression. But he couldn’t get rid of me that easily.
“Normally he’s the one sending people to the nurse’s office and giving me a ton of work to do,” said Carmen, washing her hands in the sink on the wall.
“And the principal never expelled him?”
The two exchanged a conspiratorial look.
“Careful, honey. I don’t see anyone else here!”
He didn’t say anything.
They seemed to have a friendly rapport.
“No vaping in the nurse’s office,” Carmen reprimanded good-naturedly.
“Let me get this straight, I can have sex here but not smoke?”
“I gotta go to class. Bye,” I sputtered before slipping out.
“Oh, I loved that time when guys fought over me,” the woman let slip, causing James to whine in disgust.
“What do you mean? Do you think I fought forher?”
I left the door ajar, hesitating before I headed out.
“You get in fights about anything that breathes. You couldn’t fight for a girl as pretty as she is?”
I peeked through the crack in the door and held back a chuckle when I saw Carmen come at James’s eyelid with a cotton ball with rubbing alcohol. James didn’t want to stay still, so the cotton ball landed in the middle of his left eye.
“Fuck!”
“Why’d you bring her here?”
I caught him as he curled his lip and then shrugged indifferently.
“She’s cute,” continued Carmen, making me blush.
“The ones I bring here, you mean. Not her. She’s a meddling bitch, that one.”
“If you say so. But be careful, Edward.”
