FOR the next few days, Zac and I became very intimate than we already were. We made love anywhere and any time possible. We even did it in school twice, both in the girl’s restroom. I was scared that we’d get caught, but somehow, the thought of getting caught just made it more exciting.
I’ve never told anyone about this, though. I am scared that my friends would think differently of me, especially Lucas. I know this would hurt him too, and that’s the last thing I would want to do.
One time, after just having made love, Zac took my hand and put something on it. I looked at my ring finger and saw that he had put a ring on it. It was a silver band with small sparkly stones on it. It looked very beautiful and expensive.
Sarah: “Uhm, what’s this, Zac?”
Zac: “It’s a ring.”
Sarah: “I know wh
