Nothing Else Matters by Leslie Dubois Page B
Authors: Leslie Dubois
Tags: General, Juvenile Fiction
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jacket in the car as darkness was falling and so was the temperature.
She thought about her day in order to keep her mind off of the cold. Pulling out her phone, she texted Derek a lengthy and heartfelt apology for hurting his feelings. She considered trying to keep their date, but decided against it. How could she go out with Derek when her heart was with Scott?
Reyna’s thoughts settled on her Scottie. How absurd it was that if Scott had wanted to take her out to lunch yesterday it would have been no big deal, but today because they were an item, it was unacceptable? What decade did they live in? It was 2008 for God's sake. She was about to vote for a black man for president of the United States, yet a black girl couldn't date a white boy at her high school without persecution. It was unacceptable. She loved Scottie and he loved her. She was not about to let anything get in the way of her happiness. She took out her cell phone and texted him.
Sorry bout lunch 2day, Scott. Meet me 2night.
Seconds later he wrote back.
OK, luv u
Snapping her phone shut, she no longer felt the slightest bit cold. In fact, she felt quite warm all over.
***
I had been in bed since school let out. I talked my way out of football practice by saying I had to go vote, but really I just went home and crawled into bed. Reyna would kill me if she found out I hadn't voted, but I just didn't have the energy. I was so exhausted I could barely walk. I felt hot all over and my fingers would barely move for me. Thankfully, Stu had band practice and Sam was at the gym so I was able to sneak into the house unnoticed and get a little bit of rest. All I needed was a few minutes of rest. That was at 3:30. The next thing I remember, my cell phone was buzzing with a text from Reyna. It was 7:15.
I couldn't believe I had slept for almost four hours straight in the middle of the day. After I returned Reyna's text, I called my family doctor and made an appointment for the next day.
***
Scott was waiting in her bedroom when she came home from voting.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey," he replied, then covered the length of her room in two steps and swept her up into a melting kiss.
"Reyna," he whispered, staring into her eyes. "This thing between us ... this is real. This isn't some high school crush."
Reyna closed her eyes and nodded. She knew what he was saying was true.
"Look at me, Rey." She lifted her lids and stared into his gorgeous soulful blue eyes. "I'm not going to let you throw this away just because some stupid cheerleaders give you the stink eye or because you don't want to disappoint your MSA friends."
She smiled guiltily. "How did you know?"
"I know you." He gave her a peck on the lips. "You can't hide anything from me. I know you better than I know myself."
The kissing resumed. And though with each touch of their lips the passion intensified, a peaceful calm befell them both as if they could live and die in each other's embrace and be equally as happy. He led her to the bed then removed his shirt. Reyna traced the muscular landscape of this bare chest until she reached the tufts of hair peaking out of his low-lying khakis. A desire welled in her that she had never felt before. She wanted him. She wanted him badly, but she felt there was something he needed to know.
"I'm a virgin, Scott."
"I know."
"How?"
"I told you, you can't hide anything from me." He kissed her forehead. "We'll take it slow."
As he kissed her neck, he slowly unbuttoned her shirt and caressed the smooth skin underneath it. His warm hands cast a spell on her that rendered her utterly relaxed yet poignantly excited at the same time. He was able to keep her in this same state of tortured bliss as he expertly worked off all her clothing.
After easing her head to the pillow, he kissed down the center of her body lingering at her belly button. Giving special attention to this seemingly unimportant part
She thought about her day in order to keep her mind off of the cold. Pulling out her phone, she texted Derek a lengthy and heartfelt apology for hurting his feelings. She considered trying to keep their date, but decided against it. How could she go out with Derek when her heart was with Scott?
Reyna’s thoughts settled on her Scottie. How absurd it was that if Scott had wanted to take her out to lunch yesterday it would have been no big deal, but today because they were an item, it was unacceptable? What decade did they live in? It was 2008 for God's sake. She was about to vote for a black man for president of the United States, yet a black girl couldn't date a white boy at her high school without persecution. It was unacceptable. She loved Scottie and he loved her. She was not about to let anything get in the way of her happiness. She took out her cell phone and texted him.
Sorry bout lunch 2day, Scott. Meet me 2night.
Seconds later he wrote back.
OK, luv u
Snapping her phone shut, she no longer felt the slightest bit cold. In fact, she felt quite warm all over.
***
I had been in bed since school let out. I talked my way out of football practice by saying I had to go vote, but really I just went home and crawled into bed. Reyna would kill me if she found out I hadn't voted, but I just didn't have the energy. I was so exhausted I could barely walk. I felt hot all over and my fingers would barely move for me. Thankfully, Stu had band practice and Sam was at the gym so I was able to sneak into the house unnoticed and get a little bit of rest. All I needed was a few minutes of rest. That was at 3:30. The next thing I remember, my cell phone was buzzing with a text from Reyna. It was 7:15.
I couldn't believe I had slept for almost four hours straight in the middle of the day. After I returned Reyna's text, I called my family doctor and made an appointment for the next day.
***
Scott was waiting in her bedroom when she came home from voting.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey," he replied, then covered the length of her room in two steps and swept her up into a melting kiss.
"Reyna," he whispered, staring into her eyes. "This thing between us ... this is real. This isn't some high school crush."
Reyna closed her eyes and nodded. She knew what he was saying was true.
"Look at me, Rey." She lifted her lids and stared into his gorgeous soulful blue eyes. "I'm not going to let you throw this away just because some stupid cheerleaders give you the stink eye or because you don't want to disappoint your MSA friends."
She smiled guiltily. "How did you know?"
"I know you." He gave her a peck on the lips. "You can't hide anything from me. I know you better than I know myself."
The kissing resumed. And though with each touch of their lips the passion intensified, a peaceful calm befell them both as if they could live and die in each other's embrace and be equally as happy. He led her to the bed then removed his shirt. Reyna traced the muscular landscape of this bare chest until she reached the tufts of hair peaking out of his low-lying khakis. A desire welled in her that she had never felt before. She wanted him. She wanted him badly, but she felt there was something he needed to know.
"I'm a virgin, Scott."
"I know."
"How?"
"I told you, you can't hide anything from me." He kissed her forehead. "We'll take it slow."
As he kissed her neck, he slowly unbuttoned her shirt and caressed the smooth skin underneath it. His warm hands cast a spell on her that rendered her utterly relaxed yet poignantly excited at the same time. He was able to keep her in this same state of tortured bliss as he expertly worked off all her clothing.
After easing her head to the pillow, he kissed down the center of her body lingering at her belly button. Giving special attention to this seemingly unimportant part
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