We made sure to be quiet. Whenever she had to urge to moan, she would bite my shoulder. Whenever I felt the urge to groan, I cursed silently under my breath while she told me to stop making noise.
The only problem was the squeaking the bed made. Once, I had to make a quick break under the bed when numbuh five decided to see what was up with the bedsprings. Kuki swore that she had no idea and that the noise must be coming from somewhere else. It was the first time I heard Kuki lie.
You may wonder how I could allow Kuki to become so corrupted by me. My reply is that I don't know. It all started when we turned sixteen about almost a year ago. We were just curious. I guess we took it a bit too far.
I woke up one day and Kuki was gone as per usual. I figured she had already gotten up; after all it was pretty late. I pulled on my discarded pajama pants and T-shirt. She was usually gone when I woke up as I normally slept through the mornings. Except, the days when Abby insists I not be late for school again (which was mostly every school day).
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and left my room. Everyone was gathered around the table eating lunch except for Kuki.
"Where's Kuki?" I asked.
"She went to the store to get some chips or something," Hoagie said.
"Yeah," I received a mean glare from Abby. "Numbuh five thinks it was chips or something."
"Are you okay, numbuh five?" I said, taking my chair at the table.
"I am," she said, biting angrily into her sandwich. For a minute I considered something: did she know about Kuki and mine's midnight exploits? No she couldn't. Although, Kuki wasn't the best at keeping secrets but she's kept it the past year.
The door opened then and in came Kuki herself.
"Hey numbuh three," I said.
"Hello numbuh four," she mumbled. I noticed she had a paper bag in her hands.
"What's that?" Nigel asked her.
"Nothing!" she said a bit too quickly and then ran off into the hallway.
"What's wrong with number three?"
The boys shrugged but Abby left the table after Kuki. I followed her into the hallway to see Abby knocking on the bathroom door.
"Kuki," Abby said through it. She didn't notice me yet. "It's gonna be okay, girl."
"No it's not!" Kuki yelled. She sounded like she was crying. I immediately ran to the door and started pounding on it.
"Kooks, are you okay?" I said.
"Go away!" she shouted. "Both of you!"
By that time, Nigel and Hoagie joined us in the hallway, concerned for Kuki. "Number three, what's going on?" Nigel said.
"Great now it's a party sharing in my misery!" she whined through the door.
"You three go!" Abby scolded.
"Just leave me alone!"
"What's the matter, Kooks?"
"Come on numbuh three," Hoagie said.
"Number three as your leader I command you to tell us what's going on!" Nigel said.
"No!" she yelled back. Nigel sighed.
"Please number three?"
"Please leave me alone!"
"Numbuh three it might not be positive!" Abby said.
"What are you talking about?" I said. "What is she talking about?"
I could only hear Kuki's sobs now, muffled through the door.
"What's going on number five?" Nigel ordered of Abby. She sighed.
"Abby says wait five minutes and you'll see numbuh one."
"Abby!" Hoagie groaned, upset that his girlfriend was keeping secrets from him.
"Please! I'll tell you all later but not now!" Kuki yelled again.
"Fine, number three," Nigel gave up, motioning for us to disperse from the hallway. The others did, I just slunk to the ground with my back against the wall, listening to my girlfriend's cries. My heart broke with every hiccup.
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