We both stared at Salem. He smiled apologetically to me, glared at Shane, then settled to listen to the teacher.
Too much tension for me. I took Shane's hand and played with her fingers through the lesson, tracing all the lines and the scar she had on her palm.
We were tested individually for our ranges, and when I was called up I left Shane reluctantly. What had past in our free before vocals had put a new bond between us, and to be honest I couldn't wait to do it again. I grinned at that thought as I went through my scales. When i'd reached my full range the teacher waved his hand and I stepped down.
"Nice range Carmen. Very wide."
"Thank you." He nodded and smiled at me. I had a feeling we were both going to get along. I sat down and Shane kissed my cheek. I heard the scrape of a chair. Salem was standing up.
"Sir, I'm not feeling well, can I get a bit of fresh air?" Shane rolled her eyes.
"Yes, but if you feel like you're going to be sick the nurse is just down the corridor."
Salem walked out. Shane was next and she went to the front of the classroom. Before she began Mr Warrner looked round then his eyes settled on me. "Carmen, could you make sure Salem is alright?" Shane opened her mouth but I shot her a warning look and left the classroom. Salem was leaning against the wall.
"Salem? You ok?"
"Oh great. just feeling a bit sick." he looked at me meaningfully.
"Look, I didn't mean to lead you on our anything. I didn't even realise you like me like that until Shane said you'd been staring at my ass."
"Damn. She told you that?"
"What else she tell you?" I leaned against the wall next to him.
"What else?" he said, turning to face me with his arms either side of my head.
"Just, something about you almost dribbling when she massaged my head." He blinked.
"You did that?"
"I'm a man. I have needs."
"How did me getting a massage help your 'man needs'?"
"A massage is quite a sexual thing. You've never noticed? The groans of pleasure, the faces, the feeling of relaxation? Come to think of it, I can't believe I didn't notice then that you two were involved."
"No. I hadn't noticed. And we'd only become 'involved' the night before. We'd only met the day before as well!"
"That's rather rushing in to it isn't it?"
"As apposed to you staring at my ass and getting a hard on from watching me get a massage?!" I was getting annoyed now. How dare he berate me for the speed of my relationship?
"Oh, I get it. You slept with her didn't you? On the night of the party!"
"No!" I blushed, embarrassed.
"But you slept with her today didn't you? You slept with her after she broke my door down!"
"That's none of your business."
"Well, that answers that."
"You are so annoying! What Shane and I do is none of your business. And will you please stop leaning over me?"