The Neighbor - pt 1

Hello peeps, my name is Plum. They call me Plum because when I was a kid my mom’s always left plum colored lipstick on my cheeks. She kissed me every day before letting me out of the family car for school. My friends had jokes readily available as soon as they saw me. I kept tissue in my book bag to wipe my face before entering the school, but they knew anyway due to the smudge marks I always left behind on my cheek. Quietly kept, I am a mother’s boy and still am to this day. Eventually, I grew into the name; I could bittersweet at times depending on my mood. During my sophomore year in high school, I met Linda. She lived on my block. She was the prettiest, tiniest, and mouthiest female in our sophomore class. She knew it too. I appreciated her style and she adored my athletic body and spirit. By this time, I was the point guard on the varsity basketball team. She and I openly flirted with one another, but it never went any further. She had her males friends and I had my female acquaintances, none of could be compared to her by any means. She (Linda) was special to me. Honestly, she could have been wifey.

Our sophomore year came to an end, and Linda had something she had to tell me. She asked me to meet her by the bleachers Saturday morning. I told her I would ne there, not knowing how I was getting out my house. I had to think about how I was getting past my brother and parent’s room so early in the morning. My sister slept heavily and kept her door closed. My parents knew I didn’t have any practices, games, or exams school was over. The week flew by without any interruptions. All I could think about was what she was going to say. Whenever I saw Linda, she looked down and wasn’t her usual mouthy self. I asked her what was wrong. She replied, nothing we will talk on Saturday at 8 o’clock. All I could muster was sure thing. A small smile crept across her lips. Even back then she (Linda) knew she has me in the palms of her hands. After our brief encounter on Wednesday, the week totally slowed down for me. I couldn’t wait until Saturday. I was pressed. I wondered that entire week what did she want to discuss with me so secretly that she couldn’t tell me while we were in school or near our houses afterwards.

It was now Friday. The last night before our meeting, my nerves were on the edge. My brother suspected something was up so I confided in him. I was able to convince him to help me sneak out of the house Saturday morning since we shared a room together. He told me to go to the bathroom around five am with mu clothes on under my pajamas. He was older, wiser, and had a later curfew than me. There were some nights he walking in, showered, changed his clothes and walked right back out of the house. He promised me that he would be home from some college party around three am, and that he would slide the outside ladder under the bathroom window before entering the house. Once he placed the ladder there it would be my responsibility to put it back. I had no problems with the arrangement.

It is around eight am and I am unable to get to sleep with the fear of oversleeping. I didn’t want to miss my chat with Linda. It must really be urgent since I am meeting her outside of school hours. I must have dosed off thinking about her. When the alarm on my wrist watch went off, I could have sworn I yelled her name out. Luckily for me, no one came to check. Due to my brother and me sharing a room that’s two doors down from my parents, My mother could be a light sleeper at times, tonight she wasn’t and I was surprised, had she heard me yell out. She would have come and checked. I got up and immediately begun to get dressed throwing on some sweats. I tip toed down the hall with my sneakers tucked under my arms. I thought I heard something so I stopped momentarily before moving again. I did it was my own heart beating. I didn’t notice really how much I was sweating until my eyes started stinging. Thinking back now, I was pressed to go so Linda. Just like we had discussed, the ladder was under the bathroom window. I threw my sneakers down first, and they landed a few feet in front of the ladder. I climbed out the window feet first. I secured my sock covered feet on the first and second step of the ladder before applying pressure. I wasn’t trying to fall. Several minutes later, after easing down the ladder like a thief I was standing in the wet grass. The sprinkler had just cut on. My socks were totally soaked. I pulled them off, and put on my sneakers. I hoped that I didn’t ruin them. I hate wearing sneakers without socks. I wiped the sweat away with the sleeve of my sweater before continuing on my journey. In the truck of my brother’s car, I dropped my socks and pajama pants prior to walking briskly towards the high school.

I reached my destination within ten minutes of our agreed upon time. When I neared the bleachers, I heard moaning. I wasn’t sure so I jogged in further to investigate the sounds, you wouldn’t believe what my innocent eyes saw. Yes, I kissed and humped on several females. Linda was underneath the bleachers getting fingers popped by her friend Carla. This was new to me and my boy got excited. The school’s tomboy and leading female point guard. They were standing in front of each other getting it in without a care in the world. They didn’t hear me walking up on them at all. I called out her name twice before she looked in my direction. Carla looked up first smiling in my direction. She was shocked, yet, pleasantly pleased because she didn’t stop fingering Linda. Matter of fact, she whispered in Linda’s ear that was when Linda finally looked in my direction. She had pure lust beaming in his eyes. She blew a kiss at me, and then broke into one huge grin. She pushed Carla away. She asked did I want to join them. I quickly said no. She pulled down her cheerleading skirt and top. Had I known then, what I know now my answer would have been totally different; however, let’s get back on track. I asked her what was going on out there.

She laughed. I knew and felt that she was laughing at me. She gently said Plum I like both girls and boys, but girls are more my speed. I asked you here because my parents caught me having sex with my girlfriend, Renee. They are sending me away to a Christian boarding school for girls thats located upstate. My parents do not want me back in the area so I have applied for colleges out of state as well. Today will be the last day I will be seeing you or Carla. I’ve already hooked up with Renee. She is my heart. They believe I am sinning, too young to know what I want and they are embarrassed. I wanted to give you something to remember me by. She walked up to my chest and kissed my chin. She told me that she want our first time together to be special, with no one else present. Carla rudely jumped in. She said bitch you promised we could do Plum together. Linda slowly turned around and point blankly told Carla. I’ve changed my mind. Carla stormed odd after calling Linda a selfish self-centered hoe ass bitch. I just stood there not knowing what to do or say. I liked Linda and would like to bump ugly with her just nor under the bleachers. I wasn’t a fan of PDA’s. I did enough to be popular, nothing more or less. I was a virgin until college.

Linda saw the hesitation in my body language and eyes. She nervously backed up. She said I guess nothing is happening today “huh” Plum as she walked out of my life and Carla walked in several months later.   

TigerSagg Ent (c) July 210