1985 Part 8

Courtney hid in an empty classroom, waiting. Sitting on a desk away from the view of the door she crossed her arms across her chest and leaned against the wall as she mentally prepared herself for what she was about to do. She jumped as Benny walked through the door.

“What’s so urgent, Courtney?” he asked as he swung his book bag off his shoulder and onto the desk across from the one Courtney was sitting on. Opening the bag he began ruffling through it to make sure he didn’t leave anything in his locker. He was in such a rush to meet Courtney in between their classes that he was afraid he left something by accident.

Clearing her throat she slid to the edge of the desk, trying to look as seductive as possible. “You trust me don’t you Benny?”

Looking up, he turned red, and began looking through his bag again before responding, “Of course I do.”

“That’s good, because I wanted to tell you this before you found out from someone else. It’s better to find information out from your friends first, don’t you think?”

“Uh huh.”

Standing up, she reached out and grabbed his hand, stopping him from looking through his bag. Tipping his chin upward she made sure he was looking right into her eyes before she continued. “I saw your sister and Seth the other night at the park, like practically having sex right out in the open. Not only that but I like totally smelled pot on them and I’m convinced they were drinking also.” Of course Courtney knew that this wasn’t true, that she only saw them making out, but she knew that Christine wouldn’t tell her brother that, especially since she knew the relationship Benny and Seth had. She watched as Benny’s face changed from white to crimson in five seconds flat. “I’m so sorry Benny,” she finished up, flinging herself around his neck in a tight embrace.

Benny pulled away from her and grabbed his bag off the table. “I’m going to kill him,” he muttered as he stormed out of the room.

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