In My Mind Only

We were sitting there, watching a little bit of a history documentary on Nostradamus. It was interesting that he predicted 9/11. People should listen to him a little more.

"Hey, what's a demerit?" I asked him randomly. Anything to get a conversation started, because it was starting to get slightly awkward.

"If a cadet does something bad, he or she gets a mark against the faults or the offense. Basically everyone can know that he or she did bad," he explained. I nodded in understand as he information sunk it.

"Why would you have gotten a demerit?" I asked.

"I would have assaulted someone."

"They assaulted you. You're entitled to do something back."

"It's not worth losing the respect of my family," he said. It was silent for a while when he pulled out his cell phone.

"I have something to show you," he said as he was scrolling through his phone. I waited until he handed his phone to me. It was a picture of Ray kissing a girl who didn't look like Jealousy.

"You photo shopped this?"I asked, impressed. It looked authentic, and I was suddenly in teacher mode. I thought about how he should go to school for web design or something of the sort.

"Turns about I didn't need to photo shop anything," he said. I looked away from the picture and up to him. He still had my towel around his shoulders. My mind wandered and I automatically wished it was Ray with my towel wrapped around him. I covered my face in embarrassment. The thought was too overwhelming and my pants suddenly felt too tight.

"Oh, God," Frank groaned and he threw his towel on my lap.

"Sorry," I explained, "just thought of something." He made a face.

"Ew, old guy erection." I laughed.

"Only kid I know to say erection," I laughed harder and he looked offended.

"Don't judge me. I wanted to say the correct word," he said. He looked like he wanted to smile or even laugh.

"Erection just seems unpleasant, almost," I kept laughing. It was getting hard for me to breathe and that's when he started to laugh.

"You have a forehead vein," he explained and he laughed more and then suddenly straightened up.

"Okay, back to the picture," he said. I looked at him confused.

"How do you do that? How do you recover from laughter so quickly?" I asked. He just shrugged his shoulders. I just let it go. I wasn't going to get anything out of him so easily.

"Anyways, back to the picture. I think we should hook my phone up to a computer that can print out huge poster sized pictures. I'll go to school early in the morning and hang them everywhere."

"But aren't there cameras all around the school?" I asked.

"No. I've seen their system. It's all for show; they don't work." I laughed. That makes sense. Small school, even smaller budget. He smiled a little. Good enough.

"So who is that girl?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulder.

"Just some girl at the school."

"How did you get this picture?" I realized.

"I was going out to my regular place during lunch and I saw that. It just kind of all fell into place. I just took the opportunity and left," he explained. I looked at the photo again and looked at how his face looked. It made me wish he was kissing me. Before my thoughts could get even more in-depth, Frank took his phone away.

"Don't think about it." Was all it took for me to stop. This kid can be seriously intimidating when he wanted to be. I smiled and leaned my head back against the cushion of my recliner.

"What are you smiling about?" He asked me. I shifted my eyes to him, still having that stupid look on my face.

"I want to kiss him, Frank. Let's go through with the plan," I said. He smirked and nodded his head. It took us a couple of more hours to plan everything out:

1. Frank would head over to the library in the next town over and print out poster sized printers today.

2. At school, Monday (since today was Friday), I would take him to the school very early in the morning, give him my keys and let him do his job.

3.We go home and I wait for him to text me when he's at school. From there, he updates me on how the relationship is going.

4. We wait until I come back to school. Early. The same time Johnathan will start going. (A habit that Frank said he heard him talking about when he was upset) and the real plan will start there.


It seemed like the easiest plan ever created, but we had to discuss the time to get it perfect. Within that time, Frank had five cups of coffee, black. I always had to take mine with 3 creamers and 2 sugars, otherwise I wouldn't drink it.

"Are... you okay?" I asked as he downed his last cup. It didn't seem like the coffee had any effect on him, but I was still very concerned. He looked up at me from writing the plan.

"Yes, why?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No reason. Just wondering," I answered. I looked at the time and it was only four. School let out about 15 minutes ago. I was shocked because I didn't notice how fast time had gone by.

"Man, it's already 4," I sighed, " What time do you need to be home?" I asked as I stretched on the recliner. He shrugged.

"My parents won't be home tonight, so it doesn't really matter," he stated as he dropped his pencil, arched his back, and used his hand to cover his mouth as he yawned.

"Why not?" I asked curiously.

"Eh, something about business in another state. They're business people," is all he says. He seems lonely. My parents were always around, and they never let me feel alone at all. We had family nights often where we would shut off our phone and play board games. It was so much fun and I miss those times. Both of them passed away a few years ago and it hurts dearly, but it must be even harder to have parents who are never there.

"You can stay here if you'd like," I tell him. There's no way in hell I can let this kid go on not knowing what a family is like.

"At least take me out to dinner first, sir," he teases and I smile, knowing that's his way of saying yes. "I need to get clothes from home first and then go to the library. And at eight, I have to go and conduct a color guard for the JROTC battalion," he says. That sounds tiring, but anything to get him to play board games with me, maybe even watch whatever movie he wants to.

"All right, then we'll do that. Let's get started early. C'mon," I say as I stand and grab my keys. Poor car is gonna get driven a lot today. She can still ride like smooth.

Notes

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