Me & Timothy Cooper by Williams Suzanne D

Author:Williams, Suzanne D. [Williams, Suzanne D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Romance
ISBN: 9781484882429
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2012-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

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Mrs. Walker’s class, being the last class of the day, capped off the rumors swirling around us. Since Tim sat right beside me within hand-holding distance and since the entire school now thought we’d done things together we hadn’t, we both decided to milk it.

It all started when Mrs. Walker paused to watch him help me to my seat. “I see you’ve had an accident,” she said.

I nodded. “I sprained my ankle.”

“And Mr. Cooper has been of help to you today?”

I guess teachers are as nosy as students. Why else would she ask that?

“Well,” I said, casting a look at him, “He and I decided to take your project seriously. We’ve moved in together.”

He was laughing. The class was laughing. I really wanted to be laughing. But Mrs. Walker was not laughing.

“Taylor Lawton,” she said, “We will not be inappropriate in this classroom.”

Inappropriate. Her choice of words stuck with me. Was that what I’d done? Was spreading all those tales, though some of them were true, actually a bad thing to do? I’d only been having fun, but maybe now … maybe now I couldn’t get rid of the stigma.

I squirmed in my seat, and Timothy noticed my discomfort.

He rose to my defense. “It’s really not a big deal, Mrs. Walker. Her parents are out of town, and she had nowhere else to go.”

Mrs. Walker sniffed in disdain and returned to the front of the classroom.

What she said after that, I have no idea because I was swimming too deep in regret. What if my parents heard the stories? What if the entire town talked about them? Oh, I’d messed up and messed up big.

Class ended, Tim drove us home and made every attempt to get me to talk without actually bringing the subject up, but to no success.

His mom noticed my mood. She didn’t ask, but tried to lighten it, telling stories of him in his youth. Good fodder for the project. Problem was, I couldn’t have cared less about the project. It wasn’t until about ten p.m. in the middle of a CSI rerun that he’d apparently had enough.

“Southern, talk to me.”

His mom had left the room, so we were quite alone.

“About what?”

Yeah, about what. I knew what he wanted, but I couldn’t say it.

“Scoot.”

I looked up to find him standing over me. I adjusted my position on the couch, and he slipped in beside me. Then drawing me to his side, he pressed my head to his chest. He smelled great.

“What’s bugging you?” he asked.

I sighed, the sound long and deep. “I blew it.”

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “How did you blow it?”

“Spreading rumors about me and you. I didn’t mean to … to …” Be inappropriate.

“You think people believe any of that? They were just having fun.”

I tugged myself upright. “They believe it. They … they think you and I … we … and that’s wrong.”

He tilted his head. “Yes, it is, but we didn’t. My mom can testify to that.”

“So what … we drag her to school and make her tell everyone?”

He smiled.

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