The New Girl

“Hey, you sure we won't get caught?” I am in Jessica Gonzalez's bed the new girl in town about to go all the way.

“There's no one home to catch us.” Her lip in-between her teeth. She asks if I ever done this before.

“Yes!”

“Jess?” a woman's voice calls from outside her bedroom door.

“Not again!” she says.

She takes my hand and we head for the closet she closes the door behind us.

“Dont you think your mom will get curious about you hiding in the closet?” a whisper escapes she looks just as terrified as I feel.

“Joey I only live with my dad my mom died last month before we moved!”