Moonshine(3)

We finished our lunch with no more stupid talks about Melody. I was glad. I followed Shine out of the lunch room and walked her to her next class. We only had one more period together which wasn’t until the end of the day and it was Advanced French which we wouldn’t even be allowed to talk English in. It. Sucked. Ass. I only took the stupid class so that I would get to be with her. I took French every year with her and barely passed. Now we are taking advanced French. All I know is she better start freaking tutoring me soon or I’ll never make it. Shine has always talked about going to Europe the summer after high school. It’s always been a dream of hers. So we have now succeeded three glorious years of French. Yippee!

I left her to her next class and headed towards mine. I couldn’t wait for this week to end. I had been working on Papaw’s farm so much lately that I wasn’t getting to spend any time with her. I planned on changing that, come Saturday. She would be mine for the whole weekend. I’d make sure of it.

When I got into next period I took my seat, which because I was late was in the front row. Guess who sat next to me? Yep, Melody… This day just keeps getting better and better.

“Melody,” I spoke, keeping my eyes ahead as I took my seat.

“Hey Ryker,” she said twisting in her seat to face me. I cringed when I heard her say my name. I was trying to just ignore her but she wouldn’t back down. She was pretty nice to look at, I will admit. Those big tits that jumped out of the top of her shirt were a definite weakness, but as soon as she would open that mouth of hers it was like nails on a chalkboard. Ugh… She was still talking and I just wanted her to shut her face. She finally did when the bell rang, and I ignored her the rest of the period. She needs a serious reality check.

I spent most of the period texting Josh about everybody’s plans for the weekend. The more attention I gave my phone the less I would have to give Melody.

Josh has been a good buddy of mine since I moved here. He’s my best bud, besides Shine. He sometimes helps out with the farm work if Papaw needs the extra hands. He got himself a scholarship playing baseball and would be leaving me behind next year for some big city, and college. Shine would be leaving me too, but I try not to think about it. I don’t have plans yet for after graduation. I know that I need to go to school, but my grades suck. Who knows what will happen? My father has always been on my ass about making a name for myself. He is a prosecuting attorney, and I guess he expects me to follow in his footsteps. I am definitely not law school material, and even if I was he would be the last set of footsteps that I’d want to follow in. The only thing that I seem to do best is farm, and that’s not good enough for him. He told me just the other day to get the stick out of my ass and do something with my life. You know what that made me want to do? Jack Shit!





3





Shine

I walked into French class, and took the seat next to Moon. He saved me a spot. He was smiling so big with those straight, white teeth. I loved it. Everything about this boy screams sexy. He has a set of abs that you could wash clothes on, and just thinking about them made me hot all over. I smiled back at him as I slid into my seat. I couldn’t help but think of the tattoo that set under that shirt. A couple of months ago he had gotten a half moon tattooed on his chest on the side where his heart is. I love it. I haven’t told him yet but I plan on getting a matching one this weekend.

“How has your day been?” I asked him.

“Long,” he sighed, stretching out as far as he could. His legs were so long that his feet nearly touched the girls feet who sat in front of him. I couldn’t help but to stare at him. Even the way that he leaned back in his chair was sexy. “Checking out the goods, Shine baby?” He asked.

“Of course I am. Don’t lay it all out there and expect me not to look.” I flirted. I always flirted. He always started it.

“You can look all you want, I have no shame.”

I just rolled my eyes. “You better set your ass up and pay attention, and quit speaking English. You know that Mrs. Vail will send you home with a dozen extra homework sheets if you don’t speak French.”

“Damn that woman,” he sighed. “I am so far behind, and with Papaw working me all these extra hours, I can barely handle the work I have.”

“Quit fussing, you big baby. You know you barely passed French last year so why are you taking it again?”

“I knew that you would miss me too much.”

“Uh-huh, we know who would be missing whom.” I replied. He was actually right, but I wouldn’t tell him that.

He rolled his eyes. “So are you gonna help me or not?”