I couldn't wait to get to lunch now that I finished my hard classes. I went to my locker with Rachel following behind me to change out my books for the second half of my day when he was had to ask the question of the hour.

"So have you talked to Wilson yet?" She asked with a huge smile on her face.

I dropped my book bag to the floor and went to pull out my books while I was thinking of a way to tell her what went down earlier today.

"I guess you can say I talked to him why?"

"Regan what does that even mean? Either you talked to him or not!"

"Well I mean I talked to him but I didn't talk to him talk to him. He did tell me that he wanted to tell me something during free period later if that means anything."

Rachel's face lit up as if I was talking about Prince or something.

"Girlfriend do you know what that means? He wants to fix it!" She said grabbing onto my arm.

"Fix what? We weren't even a thing last year AND all I did was ask him to the spring dance. I didn't ask him to marry me."

"But at least he's trying right? Maybe he felt bad."

"He did say that earlier. I told Prince about it since he saw me and Wilson this morning but he wasn't having any of Wilson's bullshit."

I put my remaining books in my bag and zipped it up. Rachel took it upon herself to slam my locker closed as she gave me a sassy looking face.

"Why does Prince even care if you talk to Wilson or not? It's not like you guys are boyfriend and girlfriend so what's it to him?"

She did raise a good point but of course I didn't have an answer to give her.

"I don't know Rache. Maybe he's just being a little over protective. He's always been like that ever since we were little anyway. It's kind of annoying."

"Well tell him to buzz off and come see a real woman." She joked.

I laughed and shook my head at her comment.

"Rachel when you grow another cup size then I'll consider you a woman but for now be lucky you're just getting a pass because of your IQ."

"HEY!" She shouted as she smiled back at me.

We laughed as we walked towards the lunch room only to be stopped my Morris and Dez in the middle of the hall.

"Well where are you two foxy mamas headed?" Morris asked combing his hair back.

"To puke! Move it Day!" Rachel said disgusted as she pushed past the two of them.

"Oooh I love my women young and feisty!" Morris exclaimed bouncing on his toes as he watched Rachel walk away.

"Morris she's 14 and keep it in your pants." I said pulling his attention to me as I yanked him by his shirt collar.

"Damn girl! Why you gotta cock block?"

"Because she's too young for you and she hates your guts. Her eyes are on Skipper not you!"

Dez chuckled a little as he covered his mouth so Morris couldn't see. Just then Andre came from out of the classroom from across the hall.

"Look Mighty Mouse there's ya man." Dez joked as he pointed in Andre's direction.

I could tell I wasn't going to be in the mood to eat today.

"There's my beautiful black queen. How's your day going gorgeous?" Andre said as he tried to grab my hand.

"Ew! Keep your slimy hands to yourself! Didn't you learn from the last time you tried to touch me?" I snapped as I pulled my hand away.

"Baby I will take a hit from you any day in the name of love." He grinned as he rubbed his face reminding himself of the punch I landed in his face at camp a few years ago.

I rolled my eyes and turned away to Dez trying to keep myself from losing my patience.

"Where's Skip? He ain't comin' to lunch with us? Dez asked.

"He didn't say anything to me about not coming with us. What was his last class?" Morris asked.

"I think it was Spanish." Andre said looking around hoping to see him coming from one of the classrooms.

"You guys go get a table I think I know where he is. We'll meet up when I find him." I said as I headed back towards my locker.

  "You sure you don't want us to wait mouse?" Dez yelled.

  "Positive! Go!" I shouted back.

I was almost in a full sprint making my way through the school halls when I heard the sound of a piano. I rounded to corner and stopped just outside the music room door as I listened to the sound of the notes being played. The smile on my face grew bigger as the soft melody caressed my ears. It had to be him. I opened the door and went inside to find my prediction being right. Prince was sitting at the huge black grand piano in the middle of the music hall sized room playing a song that I was unfamiliar with. As he played to his now audience of one his eyes fell closed as his hands ran up and down the keys with ease. He was truly a sight to watch whenever he was in his element. A young boy with a dream of becoming a star. He was falling deeper into his song when the sound of the bell pulled him out of his musical trance. His eyes raised to find me standing at the door.

  "Welcome back stranger." I said to him leaning against the door.

  "How long were you standing there?" He asked as he dropped the cover over the keys.

  "Just for a few minutes. I was coming to look for you. The guys were wondering if you were gonna come to lunch with us."

Prince pushed the bench under the piano and threw his book bag over his shoulder.

  "Yeah sure. Where are they?"

  "I told them to go ahead to the lunch room."

He flashed a smile as he walked up to me and put his arm over my shoulder.

  "Well then let's blow this ice cream stand little lady."

He made me giggle as we walked out of the music room with my hand in the back pocket of his jeans. As we walked out into the hall I gave him a small pinch on his butt cheek.

  "Nice ass Skipper." I joked.

He laughed as he turned his head over my shoulder.

  "Yours ain't too bad either."

  "Awww! Thank you!" I giggled in sarcasm.

With a friend like Skipper I could crack sexual innuendos all day long and we'd have the best time.