RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I let my eyes open, my brow furrowed as I look at Chris.

"Hey, are you sure you're OK?" I ask him with my head slightly cocked to the side.

Maybe I am moving him a little too fast for this. Maybe I'm moving me too fast for this. Because, what would I have to do as like, payback for him? Ooooh...

"Maybe we are moving a little too quick..."

I furrow my brow still in confusion until it finally hits me like a falling piano.

"Ooooooh!" I say as I realise, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip as I touch his cheek to get him to look at me.

"Well, I... I don't know what to say to that," I say with a slight laugh as I get him to look at me.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about?" I say with my eyes shifting about as I try to think of something to say or do, it's just kinda awkward, obviously.

[[haha, God, Chris is so awkward, it's even awkward reading his posts, haha.]]

I nod at him slowly before something bubbles up inside me. And I want to slap myself as I soon as I hear the loud laugh come from my mouth.

I widen my eyes and cover my mouth with my hands, my eyes saying sorry to Chris in so many ways possible.

"Sorry, I don't mean to laugh it's just, this has never happened to me before. I am kinda like 'Oh my God' in my brain right now," I say before letting at another nervous laugh before moving back from Chris a little and sitting on my heels.

And of course, I can't help but look... down, can I?

"I'm sorry!" I match his yells with a slight laugh and a smile on my lips.

"Look, it's not a big deal," I say to him, "seriously, it's natural and all that jazz."

I smile at him, hoping that he doesn't hate me for my bount of nervous laughing.

"Do you want me to go?"

I smile at him, glad that he isn't mad at me.

"Don't worry Baby, I understand," I say with a smile as I lean over and kiss him softly on the cheek.

"It was nice seeing you though, and I'll see you tomorrow at school. Well, if the cheerleaders haven't attacked me with practise sessions already."

I lean closer to his lips and kiss them softly, getting ready for a long goodbye as I really don't want to go. I'd happily sit here and watch him deal with his little... problem. Well, maybe not happily but nervously, and... oh yeah, I make sense in my own head.

"Don't worry about it," I say to him as I stand up from the bed and grab my book bag from the floor.

I hold onto the strap of my bag, my fingers fidgeting on the canvas a little as I look at Chris on the bed.

"And self control might be a good idea for me, rather than you," I say with a small blush before biting into my lip.

I lean down again to just give him a small goodbye kiss, "I'll see you tomorrow Baby."

I smile at him and say, "OK."

I turn to leave the room, biting into my lip as I walk out of the room. I turn back to look at him one last time before closing the door for him, "bye. Have fun."

Ahhh man, why did I say that?

I shake my head at myself before starting down the hallway. pulling my backpack onto my back as I make my way downstairs. I walk down the stairs slowly, hearing Chris's Dad's talking to each other in the living room.

Should I go and say goodbye to them or not? It's only being polite, right?

I poke my head around the door slowly, smiling at whoever is inside, and I'm happy to see that Matt's there as well as Zacky. At least Matt seems to like me.

"Erm hi, I just came to tell you I'm going now. So, thanks for having me," I say with a sweet smile as I stand at the door.

I look up from my magazine to see a slightly rosey faced, and bruised lipped Becky. Hm, I can only imagine what they were doing up there after I barged in.

I smile never the less, "Awww OK. Well, it was nice seeing you again."

I'm trying to be nice hear, but I am still not sure about this girl. I don't know what it is, Matt likes her, he thinks she's the best thing that has ever happened to Chris. He says I'm just being over protective, but I'm still not sure.

"Do you need a lift home at all?"

"Thanks Matt," I say with a smile at him before looking back at Zacky.

"Erm, no it's OK. I only live a few blocks away. Besides, the exercise will do me good. Thanks for offering though," I say sweetly before looking between both of them.

"See you later," I say as I wave to the two of them before making my way out of the room, away from the slight glare from Zacky.

I really don't know why he doesn't like me.

"OK, bye Rebecca," I say with a smile as I hear her walking down the hallway and out of the door.

I look back at Matt to see him giving me a look.

"Don't you give me that look you, you are not too ill to beat up you know," I say to him with a slight glare, but he doesn't say anything, just merely looks at me with the same raised eyebrow expression.

"Hmm, I wonder my Chris didn't come down to say goodbye to his missus."

I snap out of my plans of what she could have done or said to Chris which would make him not come down here now all smiley and crazy because Becky kissed him or something. I look at Matt again and raise my eyebrow at him.

"I just don't trust her is all," I tell him, "I mean, she's trying out for cheerleader Matt. That's gotta tell you something."

That and I don't want me baby to get hurt. But that's a pretty obvious parental comment, Matt doesn't need to hear that... again.

"She made cheerleader?" I say with my eyes wide, "ooh well, it's all over for Chris then now isn't it?" I mutter to myself before sighing and turning back to Matt, now sitting up a little in my seat.

"Matt, Chris isn't like other teenage boys. He's not well Matt, if she did something that hurt him, he could hurt someone or even himself really badly,"

"Plus, he's not ready to have a girlfriend. He's too young," I say before even thinking about it.

Oh God, here comes the hypocritical speech I bet.