Dylan
“Fuckin sucks.” I groaned, slamming my computer shut. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to become a high school gym teacher and to coach their football team. I wanted to teach elementary. I already had the lesson plans set and then they threw this at me at the last minute. I slammed my elbows down on my desk and gripped my hair in frustration and made a small scream.
“Dylan.” I heard a whisper from behind me. What was she doing up? What was she even doing home? I thought she went out with Summer for her birthday. She looked amazing and parts of me started to awaken. “Everything okay? It’s late. You should be asleep.” I looked at the clock and it was two in the morning.
“No. Just frustrated.” She came over and trailed her hands along my shoulder, gripping each side and massag
