Silver Lining! Chapter 7 Adele

"Alex! Alex Stop!
I giggled. He wouldn't stop tickling me.
"Give me one good reason I should!"
I decided to try something. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Then I moved one of my hands down the front of his chest. He stopped. My hand reached his stomach. He shivered. My hand continued its journey traveling under the denim jeans he was wearing.
"Claaaarrrree!"
He voice was a low growl. I laughed. I decided to mess with him.
"Alex?"
"Yeeeeeeeeees?"
"Why did you stuff a rock down your pants?"
"I...UUUUmmmmm....Wait What?"
He looked at me confused. I kissed him chuckling. We were in my bedroom. We were celebrating our "monthiversary" as Alex put it. I think its just an excuse for us to be alone. I climbed on top of him.
"I think I need to surgically remove that rock lodged in the bottom half of your anatomy."
I laughed at the mock look of alarm. He laughed too. He pulled my head down and whispered in my ear:
"I think you only need one tool for this kind of surgery."
I shivered.
"Agreed. Maybe I could be a doctor someday?"
"Maybe. But ya know doctors need practice."
I bent and whispered in his ear.
"Then let’s practice."

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"So how'd you do in your test Alex?"
"Fine. I got an A."
God! She was annoying! Didn't she have somewhere else to be? Seriously Adele was annoying me to death. She was always trying to hit on me.
"I'm having a party Saturday night. Do you want you want to come? You can bring Catriona."
"It’s Clare. I'll ask her."
Translation: No Thanks.
"Okay! I'll see you tomorrow!"
She walked off. Finally! I mean she seemed a nice enough girl and all but god Could she talk! She was a bit too forward as well if you got my drift. Her laugh was the soprano voice that penetrated your brain. She had one of those baby faces. Basically she was the exact opposite of Clare. Damn, I missed her. Just one more class and I was done for the day and could go home. I smiled at just the thought of her. She was so beautiful. Oh well! Off to Professor Balty's lecture on the male anatomy. That should be fun! Not!

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This was so boring! When was I ever going to use Latin anyway? I mean come on! The language was dead. I was hardly going to get on a flight to Rome and just walk up to pope and start speaking Latin to him was I? Stupid! Well at least it was my last class. I would be speaking to Alex in about a hour an hour. We were meeting up at Bessie's Diner. It was a Friday so Michelle wouldn't mind. We were going to meet in the carpark out the park. Not a lot of people went out there.
"Miss O Hanlon!"
Oh Shit.

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I was muttering to myself as I walked out of school an hour late.
"Son of a bitch............not.....stupid............attention...."
I mean come on! What happened to three strikes? I'd never been unattenitive before and the son of a Bitch decided to give me a detention! Jesus! I walked quickly, Bessie's was only around the corner. I walked around the corner. Alex's car was parked in the corner and I walked over slowly, a smile forming on my face. I heard a girlish giggle. What the? I looked in the passenger window. I froze staring at the scene in front of me. I could feel the tears running down my face. I turned and ran.
"Clare!"
I kept on running. My leg was giving me hell. I wouldn't be able to keep this up for long. I hid behind one of the many buildings. I could hear him shouting my name. About twenty minutes later he gave up, going back to his car looking upset.

I was Still crying, I'd of thought that I'd be dry by now. Alex was a bastard. I'd trusted him. I thought of what I'd seen and shivered, Alex had been holding some girl's hands in one and his other hand was caught in her hair. She'd been laughing. I should of known that he'd prefer college girls to a damaged schoolgirl. I hate Love!

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I was getting worried now. Clare was 45 minutes late. I was still just sitting there worrying about her when the passenger door opened. I turned.
"Clare! Thank Go...............Adele? What are you doing?"
She climbed in and closed the door. She leaned over and said:
"This."
She kissed me. I grabbed her hands in one of mine and pushed the other one into her hair pulling her head away from me.
"What the f*ck do you think you're doing?"
She giggled. It was a innocent girly sound. The sound that went with blonde pigtails and bubblegum. I was just staring at her in anger when I saw Clare looking in at us. She was crying. She turned and ran.

Holy. Mother. Fucking. Shit.