After round two at his house, we just talked in his room. He asked me about what Sam and I were passing notes about. I told him why, and that she had found out. A lot of people had suspicions.

We didn't want anyone to know, because if our friends knew about us being friends with benefits, they'd talk about it, the teachers would hear, and they'd try to prevent anything from happening at school. It had happened to some students before.

Sam's older sister's friend was friends with benefits with a guy in her grade, and when a teacher found out, they stopped them. They put them in all of the same classes so the teacher knew not to send both of them to the bathroom at the same time. The gym teachers also checked the locker rooms before starting class, and that's why we were caught. Mr. Johns is cool about it though. He doesn't report it to the other teachers. He gave us a warning and sent us on our way. That's what I like about him.

"You're so amazing, Bree. You know that, don't you?" Michael asked.

"Michael, you tell me that every single time. You don't need to say it now too," I laughed and blushed too.

"Not the sex. I mean, yes, definitely the sex, but just in general," he specified.

"Oh. Thanks," I smiled, "You're the greatest friend I could have."

"And I'm honored to take that spot," he hugged me from the side since I was sitting beside him.

"Well, I'm glad you're honored."

"And of course, you're always there to satisfy my needs," he winked, "and you never complain about it."

"It's not my fault you're a horny little shit."

"Actually, it is," he smirked.

"Really? It is?" I smirked back evilly.

"It is and I know that you know how to use it against me. Please don't.." He begged.

"Fine," I agreed.

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Later that evening, more towards nine, I arrived home. Isaac came up to me. He asked me about Michael, as always.

"Were you at Michael's house this afternoon?" He asked.

"I was."

"What were you guys doing?" He wondered.

"Nothing exciting, why?"

"Hmm.. No reason," he walked away. He was onto us.

Marissa talked to me about Michael too. Both her and Isaac always seem to walk in when we're making out or, as they like to call it, eating each other's face off.

Mum came up to me, "Hey, Sweetie. You didn't tell me you were going somewhere after school. Michael's, I assume?"

"Yeah," I laughed slightly. They could always assume I was at Michael's. Every once in a while, I would go to Sam's, but I usually just talk to her during school.

I walked in to my room, tired. It had been a long day. My phone dinged as I laid down. It was a text from Michael.

"Hey Bree" it said. Can't he ever lay off? Yeah, we're best friends, but I can never catch a break.

"Hey you horny little shit.." I sent. I then changed his name on my phone to "Horny Little Shit🎺😝". I had weird names for everyone on my phone.

"Only because of you😉" was his reply.

"What's up anyways?"

"Just wanted to talk, but I guess you don't."

"I'm just tired, Mikey.."

"Okay, then go to bed. Ttyl:)"

"Bye, ttyl."

I clicked my phone off and placed it on my night stand. I turned around the other way and fell asleep, thinking of what scheme Michael would think of next.

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There is too much girlfriend drama with Lashton... 😒😫 I don't like it:(

-Lizzie xx