Life with Passion

   He pushed me up against the lockers , One of his hands was holding my cheek the other had found it's way to my hip. He kissed me hard on the mouth then moved down my neck. A low moan bubbled up my throat. This wasn't the first time Justin and I had hooked up, we had been hooking up all summer even, but it was the first time he had talked me into meeting him in the boys locker room. Skipping Reading Period was not ideal but it did insure no one would walk in on us. He wrapped my legs around his waist and my hands played with the buttons oh his shirt trying to get them opened.  He pulled my shirt over my head then returned his lips to mine. As tension built our breathing grew heavier.  He moved his hands up my skirt just as we heard the door to locker room open  and close. We both looked at each other sharing a moment of panic as we waited for something to happen. When nothing did I pushed him away from me. "I told you it was a bad idea to come in here." I whispered to him as I put my shirt back on.  He rolled his eyes and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. "Calm your t**s LJ , your fine." He said blowing smoke out of his mouth.  I checked my hair in the mirror and pushed past him. He reached out and garbed my arm. "Babe, Were not gonna finish?" He asked  "f**k off " I replied pulling away from him. I pushed out the door and ran straight into a strong chest.  I let out an oof sound and dropped my bag as I started to fall backwards before I felt a hand on my elbow steadying me. I looked up into a dark set of blue eyes.  He removed his hand and spoke to me in a deep voice. "Shouldn't you be in class?"  "I.. Yes I just was getting my bag." I answered picking it up from where it landed on the ground. He c****d a brow at me and looked towards the locker room. "In the boys locker room?" It was a question but not one I figured he wanted an answer to. "What's your name?" He asked meeting my gaze once again. who was this guy? I've never seen him before. "L.J." I answered. "What's your name?"  He  stood up a little taller. " I'm the new Gym teacher and assistant coach to the girls basketball team, Coach Jordan." He nodded. I had no idea we got a new gym teacher it's almost a month into the school year. strange their just now bringing him on. " So  L.J, what really had you in the boys locker room?"  I decide to stick to my story, no way was I going to tell him I was in there hooking up. "Like I said earlier I was getting my bag." "So, I won't find anyone else in there?" His face almost looked smug like maybe he had heard us. I could feel my cheeks getting warm. His eyes narrowed . " You should just tell me, what I'll find."  His eyes bore into me causing me to feel uneasy.  "There might be a guy, but nothing happened." I said trying to calm my heart. Was I going to get in trouble for being caught? He looked like he was thinking about something and then he seemed to relax slightly. "Get to class." he said moving around me to enter the locker room. I stood there for a moment a little shocked. What? I wondered as making my way to class.       " Hey L.J, why didn't you come to ball this summer?"  Brittany said running up to me in the hall after reading period.  "Look  Brittany, Coach hates me, you know that every year she tells me " Your out of shape, your to slow, you have no place on this team." I went on going over the speech in my head. "No, Come on you know your really good at ball, she just think you have a bad attitude." Brittany explained. "No she wants her daughter to be point guard, so let her have it." I finished as me and Brittany left my locker to our  last class, lucky for me it was gym. I thought about my interaction with the new coach earlier and wondered if Justin had gotten away like I had. Me and Brittany parted ways at the gym door she was off to English from what I had heard of our conversation. She hadn't been the first of the girls from the team to ask me why I hadn't been back since last year. Most of them said the same that coach didn't hate me and maybe she would let me back on the team. Truth was I wasn't so sure I could come back to the team. I loved basketball and thought at one point I could get a scholarship off of playing, but that dream changed when last year ended.  I hadn't quit ball because coach hated me, I had to quit because of my job. I had to get a job to pay all the bills because my mom up and left me. It was the last day of school last year and I had went to a party with  everyone and got home really late that night and found her note. It talked about how she didn't think she was cut out to be a single mom anymore and now that I was eighteen she didn't think she was needed so she was leaving with her new boyfriend Jason and I could have the house. She had taken all of her stuff and just left. My mom had been on drugs for a few years so maybe it shouldn't of been a surprise, but I had honestly thought she loved me. Some would say (Probably including my mother) that she did me a favor at least I had a house but the only way we could afford to live there and her drug habit was my dad's life insurance my mom had gotten when he passed away freshmen year. So I had to get a job. That's where me and Justin actually got together we both work at  Lucky's its the Gentleman's Club downtown. He bar tends, I serve. the only difference is Justin still gets to play ball while I'm pick up all the overtime available. No one knows about my situation and I won't tell anyone either, It's just life. My life, these thought clanged in my head as I changed into my gym clothes.  I came out of the locker room after the bell hand rung. Everyone was on the bleachers with Coach Jordan on the floor walking as he talked. He was introducing himself to the class. I moved to take a seat and Coach Jordan looked at me for a brief moment we made eye contact, then he looked away. I found myself checking him out now that he wasn't towering over me. He was in good shape, built.  He had sandy blonde hair that was cut short but still shaggy, He was tan like he had lived in the sun this summer.  Nice I thought to myself. He clapped his hands together "Okay class today we are playing dodge ball."  I dreaded this activity as we all moved into teams and started the game.