It was a busy day for Carter. Baseball practice ran a little late and Amber chewed him out as if it was his fault Coach Danner decided to give the team a pep talk before Friday's game against Northwood High. Carter took it like a champ though, nodding his head as his girlfriend pointed her painted fingertips in his face and shouted in that thick Californian accent.
Everything she said went in one year and out the other. He has heard it all before. Really, all he could think about during their "argument" was that he wouldn't see her tomorrow, or the day after that. She'd be on a plane somewhere over Colorado and he'd probably be at the beach. It was a blessing.
Amber is hot, but she really got on his nerves. It's like she thought the world was going to end the second his attention was turned away and focused on something else.
Amber didn't even like watching TV. "It's distracting," she told him one day. "Why stare at an electric box when you can talk to me?"
The funny thing about that is they never even talk. It's always the same drill. Amber will kiss his neck and pull him on top of her. She'd pull his hand to her breasts and he'd grab them beneath her bra. This was far from exciting for Carter. Touching Amber's boobs got boring really fast. There wasn't even much to grab for chrissakes! Her boobs felt like small sandbags in his hands.
Amber wasn't a good kisser, either. She didn't like to tease or kiss anywhere that wasn't his lips or neck. Her favorite thing to do was shove her tongue down his throat. She probably thought it was sexy -- maybe she was trying to imitate something she saw in one of those romance movies she loves so much -- but Carter only thought it was gross. He bet that's how it would feel to eat a slug.
He's just happy that he'd have spring break to himself. A whole week without Amber is truly a blessing.
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