"What?!" Orlando nodded.
"It's true. Seriously,"
"But... But..." I looked gormless.
"It's a shock, I know. I'm sorry, I should've been more subtle,"
"No, it's okay. I was going to find out anyway. I mean, I'm going over to hers next week..." I countered quickly. I wasn't actually. I laid back and closed my eyes. My head rested on Orlando's chest. It was so hard, muscular and I could feel small ridges along his stomach,
"6 pack, eh?"
"I work out?" We laughed nervously. I sighed loudly.
"I could stay here all night..." Orlando whispered in my ear.
"Do. I'm not in any rush tomorrow. I've got work at eleven, but I'll be awake then," I closed my eyes and felt Orlando do the same...

*****

My eyes fluttered open. My head was resting against Orlando's lower abdomen.
"Morning Skye. I didn't want to wake you," Orlando's voice came from above me. He wiggled his hips tentatively and I raised my head to let him go.
"Thanks for letting me stay the night. God, it went so fast..." I shrugged quickly, whilst looking at the clock. 9:59. Great. Work starts at 11? My brain was too confuzzled to think straight.
"Er - Orlando? I have work in an hour and I need a shower. I'll just excuse myself for a minute, is that okay? If you want a drink, you know where everything is, all right?" He nodded confirmation and I rushed off. The cold spray of water finally woke me up. Stripping, I stepped into the tepid waterfall and slowly lathered myself in soap. Trying not to waste time, I dried and towelled my hair. I ran down to Orlando, who was peering at my certificates in the wall.
"Well... What can I say? Grade 8 piano? Grade 6 violin?" I blushed violently.
"Shall we?" I signalled to the door, and Orlando followed, but after taking my hand into his. Our path split at the end of the road. I walked to the left and he walked to the right.
"Bye Skye,"
"Bye Orlando,"

*****

The next few days were spent working at the café. Most days Orlando would show up, order a latte, and we'd talk long hours, until my shifts ended. At long last, Tuesday came around. I hitched a ride from a bus into town. I peered at my watch. I was 10 minutes early. Orlando was still waiting for me. I ran into his arms and we hugged.
"Hey, long time no see!"
"It was only yesterday I last saw you!"
"That felt long enough," Honestly, he is so sweet sometimes.
"Come on, lets go in,"

*****

A bell tinkled on our entrance. I saw a familiar black suit in the corner of the room, with the school logo encrested on the left side of the chest.
"Come on, here we are," I grabed a size 8 blazer off the rail put it on. It fitted snugly, so I put it back on its hanger and placed it on a nearby chair.
"I'll be back in a sec, I'm just trying these trousers on," Orlando called. He disappeared in a changing room. I grabbed a skirt and ran into the other. We both stepped out of the changing rooms simultaneously. Orlando's trousers swamped him and my skirt nearly fell down again. We tried again, this time getting proper fitting uniform.
"Skye, does this look okay?" Orlando turned around. He had the full attire on, and from neck to toe, he looked stunningly smart.
"Perfect except from your hair," We laughed.
"C'mon, I'm going to pay," Eventually we were done. We stepped outside into the burning sun. Orlando placed his hands on my shoulders.
"Look Skye. I never thanked you for the other night. Come to mine tonight?"
"I... I don't mind? I will if you want,"
"Don't worry. My mum is out," He grinned and I mentally relaxed.
"Oh okay then,"

*****

Orlando's house was stunning. It was massive, a palace compared to my squashed flat. It had a hallway leading into a spiral staircase and in between the coils was a gigantic chandelier.
"Wow Orlando! This is amazing!" Naturally, he blushed.
"You want a drink?"
"Sure," He led me into the kitchen. All the units were neatly lined and there was a marble-topped island in the middle.
"Hey Skye? What do you want?"
"Erm... I'll have a hot chocolate, if that's okay?"
"Sure,"
We sat down on the couches and I leaned back. Orlando slid an arm around my shoulder and I wiggled closer. We sat there for a couple of minutes, not moving at all.
"Skye," Orlando called and I lifted my face so it was level to his. His voice was smooth, the sort of feeling you get when you slice a knife through a tub of butter. "You know, I wasn't joking about you accompanying me to school on Monday - ,"
"And I agreed that I would," I finished. He smiled warmly and squeezed my hand.
"So, I'll meet you... At Kingswood station? We can get the train to London and then get a tube to Guildhall,"
"Sounds... Fabulous," I grinned and he returned the smile.
"So, what shall we do?"
"I don't mind, for once," Orlando got up from the couch and walked over to the shelves, his face breaking into a smile.
"Do you like Xbox?"

*****

Orlando is such a big kid at heart. We spent the night playing all sorts of video games, Orlando winning most of the races. By 9 o'clock, we were drunkenly laughing on the floor, but on no alcohol. I wiped the tears away from my eyes and tried to stand up, but my legs buckled underneath me and I collapsed on top of Orlando. We lay feebly on the carpet, when I heard a doorbell...

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