(Thank you to Tiamo15 for inspiring this series.)
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Carl was dancing on clouds when he walked into school. Not only was the snow melting, but he walked into school having a new girlfriend. Amy was his at last and as he walked to home room, he was being watched as he usually was. Normally, he hated being the center of attention. However, since he now had a hot as hell girlfriend, he didn't mind it at all. The previous night with Amy was full of surprises. One of the biggest was being with her in her bed when her parents arrived home. Both of them were eighteen, but her father was a traditional one and it took a bit of conversation before he understood that his little girl was old enough to make her own decisions. Still, he gave Carl the evil eye for a bit before Carl admonished him that he had nothing but the best of intentions for his daughter.
During Chemistry, Amy moved her seat to be Carl's partner. There were some classmates who were a little critical although most of them saw it happening, especially after her accident the previous day. As they worked on their lab, they kept it business, even when Amy almost made the same mistake as the previous day. As they headed out of the class towards lunch, Amy slipped her hand into Carl's. Carl felt like he won the lottery as they walked hand in hand to the lunch room.
One of the football players saw them and was about to approach when one of his buddies grabbed him. Carl watched as he calmed down. It was as if Carl's luck had changed overnight. As they sat at their normal table, Amy slid her chair right next to his instead of their usual seating. Her friends soon arrived and smiled. As they started their girl talk, Carl started to feel a little out of place until Amy's hand found its way into his and he felt much better.
After school, she waited at the entrance to the school as he pulled up in his car. As she slid into the seat, she leaned forward with puckered lips. Although he felt eyes on him, he didn't hesitate to lay a kiss on them before they drove off. It was a nice ride back to her place. As he pulled in front, she looked at him and smiled before opening the door. He waited a few moments before watching her motion for him to follow.
As they entered the house, Amy turned towards him with her smile. His arms found her waist and they started to kiss deeply in the entry way until they heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. They both turn to see Amy's mom looking at them.
"Mom, what about Yoga?" Amy asked.
"No class today. So you want to play a game?" she replied.
The lovebirds followed her mom into the kitchen where she opened the pantry door and took out Scrabble. As they set everything up, there was gentle conversation about school, life and whatever her mom asked about. There was a slight pause before she spoke something more invasive.
"Do you plan to marry my daughter?" she asked.
"Mom!!!" Amy shrieked. Carl laughed before answering.
"If she wants me to. We just started going out." Her mom looked at them.
"She's loved you forever though. She talked about you all the time as you two went to school."
Amy started to cover her face bashfully as Carl started to gather his tiles.
"I love your daughter madly. I always have even if I never told her. I was always too shy."
"So was she," her mom replied.
It was a few hours before her dad arrived home from work. He looked and saw Carl before he grimaced at him.
"Did you sleep with my daughter today?" he asked gruffly.
"Dad!!!" Amy shrieked again. Carl smiled.
"No, sir. We came in and played Scrabble with your wife."
He smiled.
"I know she's your girlfriend now. But remember she's been my daughter forever and I am always here for her."
"I believe that, sir," Carl said respectfully.
As Carl left before dinner, he didn't mind the fact that Amy and he didn't get to spend alone time together that afternoon. As he reached his house, he saw a text message on his phone. It was from Amy and it said she loved him. Carl sent back a sappy reply before he walked into his house. As he plopped his backpack next to the couch, he noticed how quiet the house was. Carl's mom worked for the state and usually didn't make it home until late. It was then he had a naughty idea. He called Amy later.
"Hey, babe," Carl started.
"Hi baby. I miss you."