TheClosetKidnapper

Nic "Hermes," I sigh.

Nic I look at her and flash a smile back too, "Who's daughter are you again? Apollo?"

Nic I look up as well, thinking to myself. What am I doing?

Nic I study her, hesitating before taking the spot beside her.

Nic I smile and watch her go before following.

Nic I flash a smile, "I don't know. Flirting, maybe. In a discrete way. You want something... whether it be comfort or just to take your mind off of what ...

Nic I shrug, "I don't know. Depends on what you're up to."

Nic I shake my head, "I just don't know what you're up to."

Nic I nod back and keep my eyes on her, wondering what she's thinking.

Nic I study her, "I don't deserve anyone's love, especially someone I can't requite back to."

Nic I watch her, hesitating before moving my arms around her, "I hope not."

Nic I study her, "You know better than to ask someone like me that. Respect and love are two different things. High school is for fun and games."

Nic I fix my jacket around her, taking a deep breath.

Nic I sigh, "Don't beat yourself up about it. You know now."

Nic I tighten my arms around her, trying my best to comfort her, "You didn't know better."