Kris smiled against Akeelah's lips.

They were in a bathroom stall, skipping class to make out.

It didn't matter because Kris was already failing English, like she was everything else.

If she wasn't at the ancient creek behind her grandparents' apartment above the convenience store they owned, she was working at the convenience store.

This was the only real reason Kris came to school anymore.

She came for Akeelah's wandering hands and her pretty, sweet-smelling hair.

Speaking of, she pulled Kris in for another short kiss before holding onto her waist and kissing her neck.

Kris was really content to just let it happen.

Maybe, if she was lucky, Akeelah wouldn't be with her "boyfriend", and she'd get to sneak them a couple beers and they's drink them on the dock.

Maybe.

Hopefully.

Kris was pulled back to the moment when you whispered her name, catching her attention.