Halloween

Unfortunately I know what day it is that's why I don't really tend to it as much.

The school requested that we wear costumes that are "Appropriate" for the holiday.

I grabbed my old costume from the closet. I was going to be sriracha hot sauce.

Becky must be wearing something fancy because I have seen what she was wearing lately.

Technically I can't say anything about it because we're not dating 100%. Not even 25%. Or at all.

We only kissed like two maybe three times, but I wanted to date her badly.

~*~

I went to school dressed up in my costume.

The popular crowd went as the pink ladies and t-birds from the movie Grease. Everyone had their style, but I was the only one who stood out in the crowd.

"Lame costume loser," a popular kid says to me. "Where you get that from? Goodwill?"

The group of kids laughed at the joke.

I figured out that if I go and hide from the crowd I don't have to deal with these people, but I want to see Becky's costume.

The same kid that made fun of my costume threw a taco towards me.

I dodged it because I had to tie my shoes. I heard a scream.

After tying my shoes I stood up.

The taco hit Becky.

Becky was dressed up as an angel with the halo.

The sour cream slides down Becky's stomach part of the costume.

Becky dodged everyone and ran down the hall.

No! I can't see that happening to her. She doesn't deserve that.

~*~

Creative writing was boring.

The teacher brought in her copy of the Halloween movie from 2018.

The only good thing was that I didn't have to take notes on the movie which I was not even watching.

Becky slid into her seat at the last five minutes before she had to leave.

I teared out a piece of paper and wrote a note:

Hey sorry about the taco. I heard about it.

I slid the note to Becky.

She opened the note and wrote back. She slid the paper back to me.

Don't worry about that. Listen are you doing anything tonight? We could meet up at a place I know and hang out I guess.

Is this a date? Don't ask her that James! Don't ruin the moment.

I wrote down my phone number on another sheet of paper. I slid it to Becky.

Becky puts the paper in her pocket.

"Can't let anyone see that, but us," Becky whisper.

"The Holiday class are excused for the period," the creative writing teacher says.

Becky and her class leaves.

I opened up my journal.

Positive thing about loving Becky: She's amazing! She's sweet!

Negative thing about loving Becky: Deep! Very very deep!

I closed the journal and finished the movie.

~*~

I know it's still Halloween and it's nightfall, but I still have to see Becky.

When I got home I took a long time to shower. I applied deodorant and cologne.

Becky wanted me to meet her at a lake near the school.

I took the foster home's car and drove to the location.

~*~

Becky was there alone.

I put the car in park. I cut off the engine and got out of the car.

"Thanks for meeting with me today," Becky says. "I never invited anyone to this place."

"Look Becky you are sending me mixed messages and I think it would be better to friends," I say.

"I don't think that we should be just friends. I was hoping to be able to be more."

"More," I thought. "She should have asked me that weeks ago when we kissed."

"Why didn't you just asked me to date you," I ask Becky.

"Why else would I invite you to my favorite place," Becky says as she strips her clothes off.

I looked away.

"What are you doing?"

"Why not go for a swim with me?"

I don't want to embarrass myself in front of Becky.

"Alright. Turn around."

Becky turns around.

As I pulled down my boxers I felt Becky looking at me naked.

I turned towards Becky, but she turned quickly.

As soon as I pulled down my boxers we walked into the lake.

Becky was naked in front of me and I never got a chance to take this opportunity in.

We swam in the lake for a while and then Becky swam into my arms.

Becky was in my arms.

I would do anything for her to kiss me again.

Becky's head was on my shoulder.

Should I kiss her? I mean I do love her.

My lips met Becky's.

Becky slides her hands on my cheeks.

I pulled away.

"I want to be more with you too, Becky."

That was one commitment that I want to keep.

We walked out of the water. We were still kissing.

"So. Fucking. Eager." I groan.

"Do you have a condom?" Becky asks me.

I pulled away from Becky.

"Look I don't have any idea of having sex with you. Not yet anyway. I have something else planned."

I lied Becky down on the ground.

"Do you trust me, Becky?"

Becky nods her head.

I stuck my middle finger inside of Becky's mouth.

"Suck," I command.

Becky was quick to respond. She sucked my middle finger.

"God Becky you could give my finger a hickey!"

I pulled my finger out and stuck it in her vagina.

Becky starts to pant hard and groan as I move my finger in and out of her.

I reached my hand into her vagina to where my hand was almost inside of Becky.

Becky squirt from her vagina.

I removed my finger from her. I moved onto the ground next to her.

The first time that I actually fingered someone was actually Anna.

Anna taught me how to find a woman's orgasm in her vagina and I have gotten better at it.