George tapped his pencil along the ticks of the clock in the lecture hall. He had twenty minutes to turn a high C into a blessed average B. He had studied hard, even when he was supposed to be studying for other exams. George has been working hard for this very moment.

He may have messed up two months ago but today he is ready. Should he pass this exam, he will be officially classified as a junior college student and he couldn't wait.

Unlike other times when George had taken a test, George practiced anxiety breathing exercises before the exam as Evelyn had taught him. He also was able to fly through the first fifty questions thanks to the relation method Evelyn had taught him.

The relation method consists of simply taking terms and terminologies learned in class and relating it to something personal so one would never forget. George was able to relate a lot of things to Evelyn and especially her amazing ass.

The two had spent spring break together and Evelyn made George promise to improve his grades so that they could spend half a summer in her hometown. He would finally meet her family. The thought shook George up a little but he felt ready at the time.

The two bonded quickly during that week. Evelyn made George's life a little less lonely and a bit more exciting. There were days when Evelyn decided to hang out with friends instead of with George but George was fine with that.

Although during those days he felt void. He didn't want to admit it - still refuses to this day - but he is growing attached to the smart-mouth with the amazing legs. George tried to convince himself that he was simply bored and alone at the time, but he knew he was lying to himself.

George had subconsciously made Evelyn a huge part of his world. He felt like he didn't have a family to go to, so he made Evelyn his family. She truly means a lot to him, and over the pass few months, she has done wonders to his character.

George did not understand his new feelings then, and now as he looked at his Organic Chemistry test with a smile, he realizes he does not care to understand either.

George bubbled in a few answers and took full advantage of the extra space on his answer sheet to solve equations. He really did study hard and as he sat there confidently answering the test questions before him, George knew that his efforts were not done in vain.

It took George the entire two hours of the exam time to finish his final exam. Evelyn had taught him to take his time and not to be afraid of time. She always warns him about getting anxious because of stressing about the little time he could possibly have left while taking a quiz.

George was thankful that Evelyn instilled this in him. He always forgets to compliment Evelyn about her beautiful brain. He is always so high-strung on how beautiful she is in general.

George smiles to himself as he laid down his pencil. He could go on and on about how beautiful Evelyn is.

Her dark chocolate skin.

Her kinky hair.

Her small tits.

Her beautiful ass.

Her wonderful brain.

George shook his head. He had to stop himself. He is beginning to obsess over Evelyn and that was weird, even for George. She is already his girlfriend, what more did he want? George does not want to answer that one.

Clearing his throat, George rises from his seat and gathers his belongings. He leans on the desk to scribble his name onto the two sheets before grabbing those, too. He keeps his eyes on his paper as he descends the steps and approaches the professor.

"Thank you. Enjoy your break." The man smiles.

George returns the man's smile and turns away. George will definitely miss professor Moore. The man was always kind to George and even have George the opportunity to raise his seventy to a seventy-six. George never asked how the man made his grade take such a jump, and he doesn't plan to.

All George knew was that he promised his professor that he would study his ass off and at least B-ce his test. George didn't want to get the man to happy by promising to Ace the test so "B-ce" it was.

George sighs out in relief as he steps out into the empty halls. He had finally taken all of his tests for today. He only has two more exams left to go before he would finally be free.

George smiles at the thought and pats his Jean pockets for his cell phone. He told Evelyn he would text her once he was finished with his exams for the day. He wanted to hang out and she wanted a break from studying. The plan was perfect.

George had finally pulled his cell phone from his back pocket when a certain blond haired and blue eyed best friend of his slung his arm around George's neck.

"Flynn, my man! Just finished your test?" The boy greets George jerking him gently into his chest.

George playfully grunted for the boy to release him and turned to his best friend.

"Hell yeah, man. I'm so glad to be out of that shit." George chuckles as he dabbed up his best friend. "You?"

The boy rolls his eyes dramatically and nods.

"Yeah man. I hate being a Bio major sometimes. Y'know? I literally wonder if a good paying job is worth losing my mind in college for?" He shakes his head and laughs as George's joins in. "Then I ask myself, how else will I afford Jessica?"

George laughs at the boy's exaggeration and laughs even harder at the truth of his concern. His girlfriend Jessica is the sweetest thing - at least to George she is - but she is pretty fucking expensive. She is a spoiled brat without the brat part.

She is a humble princess that gets everything she wants. George always wonders what a rarity like Jessica was doing with an ordinary boy like his best friend, but he would settle on the fact that it is not his business to understand. People's reasons for being together are their reasons alone.

George could not argue with himself on that. He and Evelyn could attest to this as well. They have yet to encounter any "haters", but a few people on campus look at them as though they had never seen an interracial couple.

Evelyn and George do not always hang out on campus or participate in public displays of affection, but in those rare moments that they did, there was always that one person staring or those two people whispering.

It did not bother Evelyn, so it did not bother George either. It was still annoying, though. George couldn't wait for the summer to be off campus with his girl, doing as they please without a crowd.

"Justin, I honestly don't see how you do it." George pats him on the back.

Justin shrugs and blushed a light crimson.

"I love her, man. I'd give anything for that girl." Justin admits his Caribbean eyes sparkling at the truth of his statement.

George's smile widens. He never thought he would see the day when his best friend fell in love. It is honestly weird. Justin still looks like the ten-year-old boy who stuffed his nose with acorns just to "be one with the earth". He still seems like the boy who pissed his pants until the age of nine.

Justin still seemed the same, but for some reason witnessing him verbally admit that he is in love made George look at his best friend differently. When he looked at his best friend, he saw the future Bio Chemist in a lab coat with a marital band shining on the appropriate finger.

George could see his best friend saying his vows to his beloved Jessica and smiling like a damn fool when she returned with vows of her own. George could see it all. He believes his best friend is in love and he admires it.

"You alright, man?" Justin frowns as George removes his hand.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm good." George glances at his cell phone for a moment. "I'm proud of you." He admits.

Justin smiles at his best friend. Knowing George approved of his confession without making it a joke or nullifying his relationship, made Justin feel complete. He has been thinking about proposing to Jessica soon and he needed to know his best friends opinion on it.

After all, if Jessica says yes, George will be Justin's best man at their wedding. He almost laughs imagining George in a suit and behaving himself properly. Justin cannot wait for that day.

"Thanks. I'm thinking about popping a little question and you've just given me some confidence." Justin sighs in relief.

George looks up at Justin.

"You're going to ask her to marry you?"

Justin chuckles and nods.

"Yup. I'm twenty years old now and I got my whole life ahead of me. Why not spend it with someone I love?"

George shrugged. He does not know much about marriage but he does know that it is a serious thing. His parents married young and they are still married thousands of years later. Maybe Justin will have the same fate?

"Guess so." George's cell phone vibrated in his hand indicating he received a text message. "Look, I gotta go, so I'll catcha' later?"

"Yeah man! We need a rematch in Madden, though." Justin dabs up George.

George kisses his teeth.

"Man, you just mad my team beats you every time. Go suck on your mom's titty and get over it." He chuckles as he turns to walk away.

"Tell yours to get off my dick first!" Justin yells after George.

When George throws his middle finger in the air Justin chuckles and shakes his head. He wonders why he and George are best friends sometimes. They are two fools that only create mayhem together. On that note, Justin rolls his eyes at the thought and continues down the opposite hall.

George cannot look away. Evelyn was waltzing around in his black and gold university sweatshirt, a pair of itty-bitty matching black shorts, and a funky pair of rainbow knee-high socks. He believes the shorts are meant for volleyball players, but they really looked good on Evelyn.

He thought her funky colorful socks were pretty cute, too. The powerful and bright colors are a beautiful contrast against her chocolate skin. The bright colors made her dark complexion pop.

Then there is his oversized university sweatshirt. George does not wear it often, so he allowed Evelyn to use it that one time she accidentally slept over, but ever since then, she has staked her claim on that sweatshirt.

George does not know what it is about girls stealing articles of clothing from boys. He would like to think that his clothes just seemed cool or that Evelyn appreciated the fabric.

But George knows that there is an unspoken reason why Evelyn is currently prancing around in his oversized sweatshirt. Some girlie and fluffy reason that George doesn't care too much to ask about.

"You think you're cute, huh?" George asks turning away from the television.

He was not watching it, it was watching him watch Evelyn. She has been humming elatedly since they arrived at his apartment. She has yet to tell him why and George was not about to go through that again.

If he didn't ask questions, Evelyn wouldn't avoid those questions and George wouldn't end up pissed off. It is easier this way.

Evelyn stops her prancing and sashays over to George.

"Of course I do. I'm pretty damn gorgeous, too. You forgot that adjective." She quips climbing into George's lap.

"You got a big ass head, too. I need to humble your ass." George chuckles grabbing either side of Evelyn's jaw. "But yes, you're cute and what not." He smiles before gently forcing her forward and pressing his lips against hers.

Evelyn quickly finds her favorite spot for her hands - George's beloved dark tresses - and grips gently. She loves his soft hair. She especially loves to tug at it.

George smiles against Evelyn's lips when he feels her starting to tug at his hair. He loves when she does that shit. It causes his mind to run wild with the things he could do to have her yanking his hair mercilessly.

He preferably imagined her doing so while he feasts for the honey between her legs. Oh yes, that sounded absolutely beautiful to George.

George has been trying to contain himself when his imagination began to run wild like this. He does not want Evelyn to get the wrong idea about him or their relationship. He does not want her to even think that he is only in it for a quick fuck and duck.

He actually likes Evelyn and what she offers and wants to continue finding out what she can still offer. He promised to make his next relationship work after his breakup with Maria and George was going to stick to it. Even if it constantly gave him blue balls.

While George zoned out to mentally battle his sexual demons, Evelyn had begun to embrace hers. She invited George's hands to fall from her face and palm her ass. She loves when he gropes her.

She even allows George to push her center into his as the two continued to kiss. Evelyn likes the feel of the mystery in his sweats. She likes the surge she gets from being like this with George. It reminds her of that moment in the gym parking lot.

That was so fucking erotic. Evelyn wanted more. She was curious to know if George could back up his talk. She wanted to know if really could make her squirm the way he claims. Evelyn was curious.

And the words of her friend, Deja Nieta, curiosity will kill the cat. Evelyn is definitely not ready for that.

"George..." Evelyn moans, rolling her hips against his solid member.

"Yeah?" He whispers tightly.

George had his eyes closed. Evelyn is driving him insane. The way she is grinding on him is bringing him closer and closer to saying "fuck you" to his promises. He wants to touch her so badly. He just wants to feel her.

He remembers when he felt her center the last time and she was moist for him, he was not going to stop until he felt all of her. A girl like Evelyn should never be left so wet and ready. That truly hurt George. He was just trying to be a good boy.

"I'm getting off you now." Evelyn finally replies, still rolling herself into his firm center.

She too was losing her grip on her sanity and needed air and a cold shower to cool down.

George nods but his hands never move from Evelyn's ass and his hips never stop their motion. He wants her so bad. He needs her at this point.

Evelyn could say the same but she is obviously much stronger than George. Without muttering another word she was able to escape George's grasp and leave him alone on the love seat while she retreated to his bedroom.

George had blue balls. He had blue balls like a mother fucker that afternoon.

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