Moving On - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Moving On - Chapter 3

... to her.” “You should.” “Trust me, I will. Tomorrow. Have a good night, man.” “I’ll try, now that you’ve woken me up.” Again, typical Sean. “Shut the hell up, Sean.” “Love you too, Derek,” he wisecracked, before hanging up the phone. Too much thinking about Evelyn was hurting my brain. I decided to attribute the whole occurrence to the one-in-a-million chance that a hot, popular girl actually liked me, and wanted my dick. I rolled over, closed my eyes, and went to sleep. * * * The whole next day, I was dreading physics class. Normally, school days for me pass by incredibly slowly, but this one zoomed by, as if saying, “I can’t wait until you get to physics!” Fuck you, life. I braced myself as I walked up the door to Mr. Clark’s room. I felt sick and tried to hold in my lunch. Fuck it, I thought, and took a deep breath, opening the door. I let my breath out almost immediately. Standing up in the front of the room, writing her name on the chalkboard, was a substitute. Thank god. “Mr. Clark isn’t feeling very well today, so I’ll be your sub for the period.” A tall, young, attractive, brunette, the substitute seemed to be just out of college, and her presence immediately warmed the room. “My name is Miss Garner. He left a packet for you to complete, due by the end of the period. And he said to remind you that you have a test Friday.” And that was that. We had escaped, at least for today. I sat next to Evelyn as Miss Garner passed out the packets. “Hi,” she said with a small ...

... smile. “Hey,” I replied. Evelyn took a deep breath. “You know I’m not mad at you or anything right?” She paused. “For yesterday,” she added quickly. I smiled in relief. “Okay, I’m glad.” “I hope you’re not mad either.” “Trust me, Evelyn, I’m not. Except for...the ending, I actually really enjoyed it.” “Me too, Derek, me too. But what the hell are we going to do about...him? We can’t have this held over our heads.” “Trust me, I’m working on it.” And that was the truth. I had been thinking about what to do, I just hadn’t exactly gotten any good, concrete ideas yet. But she didn’t need to know that. “I’ll let you know when I’ve figured everything out. It’ll be okay,” I said, placing my hand over hers. She smiled at my touch. I was surprised. Her reputation for having a lot of boyfriends in a short period of time was true, but she was truly a nice girl. “Let’s get this packet done, okay?” I asked. “Sure,” she said. “But one more thing first. I’m, uh...having a party at my house this Friday night. Would you, um, want to come?” That question really took me by surprise. But I knew the answer right away. “Yeah, I’d definitely like to see you again.” “Okay!” she said happily. And we worked on our packets for the rest of the period, without any issues. I wished Mr. Clark could be absent every day. * * * As it turned out, I got to miss his class the next day, and so did Evelyn. An experiment had gone wrong in one of the chemistry labs in the science wing, and fumes were leaking out of one of ...