NOTE: NEITHER AMBER, NOR JOHN IS UNDER 18.
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Amber opened her door, and flung herself at her best friend. "Hey! Wait, shit. I was supposed to come over, wasn't I?"
"Doesn't matter. It's not like it's fucking freezing outside or anything" he joked as he hugged her back enjoying her body against his, the smell of her, everything. "So, how was your first day of three months of detention," he asked.
"Detention sucked, and it ran over," she grumbled, not wanting to let on to anyone about what happened after detention. That was gonna be her secret.
He sighed, "Well, come on. Mr. Crowley literature report is due in a few weeks and we haven't even gotten it started yet. Well, at least I haven't."
Amber rolled her eyes at him, sighing. "And have you even read the book yet?"
"Yeah," he said to her as he pulled off his book bag and slipped the book out "Jason and the Golden Fleece," John said as he smiled at her and let his eyes wander over her, letting his hormones get the best of him just for a moment.
"Good book. Now, what do you remember about the book? And I don't want to hear that it's boring, John, because it's not. I've read it, as well as the Illiad and the Odyssey. Both of which were longer and probably more boring, but I found them interesting."
"It is interesting the trials of Jason and his Argonauts," he smiled as he took out his notebook and homework sheet. "But Ii want to write about them. I just don't want to use the same words and ways the book does."
Amber smiled at John, curling her legs under her as she sat on her bed. "Well, tell me, as much as you can in your own words, what happened in the book, and we can go from there, John."
After talking for about a good half hour, John smiled at her. "Thanks. I think I have an idea. I'm going to be a little liberal with the format." He smiled at her and moved closer to her, kissing her cheek, then lingered for a moment over her lips before sitting back down.
Amber looked at John, a little surprised from the kiss, and her hand came up to her cheek, holding the spot where he kissed her. "John?" she whispered as his lips hovered over hers, almost as if he was going to kiss her before he sat back down.
"Amber... Sorry, I know were just friends." He smiled, looking oh so cute as she felt wet again. The thought of John doing what Sabin had done, taking her and making her his, floated randomly into her mind then faded away.
Amber blushed at the image that slipped into her mind, then faded away. "Don't be sorry, John. Um, I've got a question for you. I've got a friend who likes someone, but the other person has never really shown any interest in her. But they're really good friends. Should she say something to him, or should she wait for him to notice that she's a really pretty girl and let him make the first move?"
"Depends on the people, but if it were me, I'd say she should state her feelings," he replied as he spotted the clock on her wall. "Oh, shit!! I'm late. Dad's gonna kill me." He smiled and stood up and hugged her before collecting his stuff. "Come by tomorrow okay," he said to her, "right after detention." With that, he left to hurry home.
Amber watched as John hurried out of the house, heading home, her thoughts on what he'd said. She knew she would tell him soon. Her question hadn't been for her friend, but rather, for herself. She grabbed her pajamas and headed into the bathroom, taking a shower, letting the hot water help relax her body as she thought of what happened right after detention and her thoughts of John. Her hand slid between her legs as she slowly slid two fingers into her pussy and her thumb rubbed her clit. She teased her pussy and clit until she came in the shower, then finished washing up, and got out, drying off and getting into her pajamas, knowing that by now, her mother would have dinner ready. She quickly braided her hair, and wrapped it up, letting the heated wrap dry her hair. It would give her soft waves in her hair in the morning, but God only knew what it would look like in the afternoon. She hurried downstairs and, sure enough, her mother had dinner ready, and the three of them sat down to eat.
Her mom, with her half smile, hummed as she made soup for Kyle and baked chicken and rice for herself and Amber. Their bowl/plates already on the table.
Amber got up and got the drinks ready for them, as well as the silverware that they would need to eat. Once she put down the utensils and drinks, she sat back down and waited for her mother to sit. "You know, Mom, I still think you're cooking is the best in the world."
"Well, I hope to pass my cooking secrets down to you, as my mother did to me," she said to her as she smiled and went to get Kyle and had him eat his soup. After that, she sat down and started on fixing her plate. "So when are you going to hook John?"
Amber blushed at her mom's blunt words. "Hook him, Mom?" She thought about it, and said, "I haven't even told him I like him, and while we've been best friends for years, I don't know if he likes me the way I like him, Mom. I'm just a bit shy about being that forward."
"If he doesn't like you, then I'm a monkey's uncle," she replied with a smile and Kyle chuckled softly. The smart child coughed harshly again and started eating his soup again.
Amber grins at Kyle, saying softly, "Mom as a monkey's uncle is a great image, isn't it, Kyle? She looks so funny in a monkey suit." Looking up at her mother again, saying, "Well, I kinda talked to him about it. I asked him a hypothetical question about a "friend" of mine who liked this guy she was friends with, but said that she didn't think he liked her the way she does him, and whether or not she should say something, or wait for him to make the first move."
"And what did he say?" Kyle asked as Maria smiled at the intuitive question from the ten-year-old.
"He said that he thinks she should state her feelings to him."
"Then do it," Maria said as she took a sip of soda.
"I guess I will. Oh, and I'm supposed to go over to his house after detention is over tomorrow. He still need my help with his paper for Mr Crowley's class."
She nodded. "OK, just call home when you get there," she said as she continued eating and Kyle finished his soup and turned his head and sneezed hard, blood and snot splattering onto the floor causing Maria to jump. "Call the hospital," she said calmly as she moved to help him with his bloody nose.
Amber got up, worried about Kyle. grabbing the phone, she dialed the hospital, and waited for the nurse to pick up. Finally the nurse answered, and she handed the phone to her mom. "You've been with him all day today, Mom. You know how bad it is." She took over helping Kyle while mentally cursing her father for his infidelity and roaming hands and eyes.
Maria and the nurse talked and she nodded and asked her to send a ambulance. "Thank you," she said as she hung up. "They're going to send an ambulance," she said as she wiped the blood and snot off their tile floor, before getting Kyle ready to go. "Stay home and hold the fort, Amber," she told her.
"Alright, Mom. I hope Kyle gets better. I'm worried about him." She looked down at her little brother, and smiled, "You hear that, squirt? You got your big sister worried about you."
He smiled and coughed hard again for a moment then blew a kiss at her, knowing he didn't want to get her sick, too.
Amber mussed with his hair again, and said, "Besides, if you don't get better, Kyle, how am I supposed to kick your butt in chess? You're getting all this time to practice, and pick up new moves, while I'm sitting in school, learning boring things, except when Mr Crowley assigned Jason and the Golden Fleece to us for the Lit report in class. Of course, my report is already done, and I have one ready for the Iliad and Odyssey, since I just finished those two books."
Kyle smiled and closed his eyes as the ambulance knocked on the door and Maria called them out.
Amber hurried to the door, letting them in, since it was locked, and stepped back as they wheeled the gurney inside and helped her brother onto it. Going over to Kyle's side, she reached down and stroked his hair lightly as she said, "You get better, Kyle, you hear me? And no more worrying Mom or me!!"
"Of course." He smiled cutely as Maria walked out with them and looked worried. She felt her mother's stress over this. She lost the man of her life already to a reason beyond her control. Now, she could lose her son.
Amber went to the living room, and turned on the TV, only half paying attention to it, worry for her brother, more than anything, occupying her mind. She waited next to the phone for any news on her brother.
About an hour later her mother called, saying that Kyle was being admitted for observation and that everything was fine. It seems that his body was just fighting the flu and nothing more. And the blood was from a clot that burst in his nose from all the antibodies building up.
Amber sighed in relief as she heard the news about Kyle and decided to head up to bed, still slightly worried about her bother, especially since the hospital had admitted him. She didn't let on to her mother that she was still worried though. Instead, she called John, needing to talk to him, to hear his voice, to be reassured that things would be fine for her brother, and possibly to let him know how she felt.
Beth answered the phone."Evening, Amber. What's up?" Her cheery tone was a little uplifting at the moment, but John's deep, boyish tone was what she wanted.
"Hey, Beth. Kyle's sicker than before, and Mom has him at the hospital. Is John around? I kinda need to talk to him about something, not involving school or Kyle or parents or anything like that."
