~ Skipping School ~ Par

"So, you're SURE you want to skip with me man?" Dave asked, teasingly.

Looking into his beautiful sparkling green eyes I realized he wasn't
just teasing me a little... he was teasing me a LOT... Daring me. Was
there something behind those sparkling eyes? I hafta admit, that it
excited me. Not really in the sexual sense mind you, but just the fact
he was daring me. I'll tell ya... The idea of doing something "naughty"
like skipping school with Dave re-ignited a fire. A fire that I had kept
inside since I first saw him, and one that has been kept alive by my
own, very vivid imagination.

In that split-second after he asked that fateful question, I realized that
this is what I've always wanted, ever since we were in grammer school. A
chance to get closer... A way to get to know him better. I mean, I have had
a crush on Dave since the day I first saw him. We we never had the teenage
sleepovers on the weekends, because Dave was so popular and had an entirely
different group of friends, and I always chose to watch from afar.

You see, back then, I was considered "the computer geek", and most of the
"popular" people avoided me like the plague. I was very into computers,
I didn't do sports (because I didn't have an interest in them), and when
I had to play sports I really didn't try.

I'm sure he didn't realize how deep in my heart his words echoed.
I really wanted to be with him. I wanted to have him all to myself,
if only for one day. I wanted to savor every minute we were alone together.
I wanted to hold him in a tight embrace, and let him know I loved him. I
wanted to look into his eyes and tell him I loved him. I wanted to run my
hands through his red hair. I wanted to kiss every freckle.

Making it all the more exciting was the fact that skipping school was
something forbidden by both of our parents (mine especially).

Deep down I still had that sinking, sort of a twisted stomach feeling that
this whole thing could go wrong... VERY wrong... My parents and that damn
Algebra test nagged at me from the back of my mind. But that didn't stop me.

"Ummm... Yeah! Let's skip!", I replied.

"Well then, c'mon!!" Dave yelled as he dashed off full speed from the
sidewalk past the houses and into the woods behind, like a runner who
missed the starting gun.

I followed.


<End - Part II>