Erin's Tickly spot.

Erin kissed me in the hall today. It wasn’t one of those quick hen pecks on the cheek. She put her arms around me and drew herself up to me. I was a little surprised- she never did that before. And just as we got into it a bit, the bell was ringing and she was pulling away to get to class. I hated letting go of her. We sat together at lunch today. We sat away from everyone on a patch of grass along the parkway. It was cool out, but bearable.

I just sort of sat back on my elbow and had a half of Erin’s sandwich and a bag of Doritos. People were watching us. I could feel it. Our every move was being analyzed, picked apart. But I didn’t pay any attention to them after a while. I was into her. I would run my finger along her leg and she would smile when I hit a tickly spot. I liked that she was ticklish. I’m really not very much… so I like to sneak up behind her and kind of press my fingers into her ribs on either side. I like her laugh, but she doesn’t turn around anymore surprised that it’s me- she just lets me stand behind her and kiss her neck a little. I can carry her books for her to three classes, the rest are too far away.