❝ YOU KISS EVERYONE ON THIS LIST,
AND I RESIGN FROM THE TEAM. ❞
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༊*·˚ 💌 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
in which one adolescent bet
results in bianca larsson, not
only kissing twenty-one of her
classmates, but realising...
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chapter fourteen number 2: CASSIUS WARRINGTON
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CASSIUS WARRINGTON WAS A GIT. THAT'S ALL that's to it. He was by no means not the only boy on the kiss list that was a snob and saw a girl as no more than a rough makeout between classes or even a quick shag if he was lucky, but there was no way Bianca could misjudge him. As Bianca saw it, he and Draco Malfoy were siblings and similar in every way, apart from the platinum blonde hair and Bianca was pretty sure he would never refer to her as a "Mudblood" but he definitely thought higher of himself than he did her; he had two wizard parents and had more than enough money, he could wipe his arse with it.
He was an entitled prick.
But Bianca knew what she had to do, and maybe in her head she was overthinking it too much or delving too far into details and traits of the person in front of her, but it was a game; it's not like he would follow her around after this. And just as the card between them fell, almost immediately after, Bianca found her lips smashed up against Cassius Warrington's, connected in a kiss. It seemed Cassius had the same plan as her and wanted to kiss her just as much as he thought she wanted to kiss him.
It lasted all of three seconds, yet she could taste the subtle apple flavour on his lips that she assumed was from some sort of chapstick, which Bianca questioned for a moment: it never occurred to her that men would apply lip balm until she realized he was a snob and must have felt that women don't kiss men with chapped lips.
She pulled away, just as Cassius had smirked into the kiss, and as she looked up at his face, glowing in the green tint of the Slytherin common room, it hadn't left his face. He definitely did not want to stop. But with the rest of the group, that had been following the card up until its fall and had obviously ended up watching the pair kissing, it would be weird to continue.
"Guess that means we are out, Bi," the boy said, constantly smirking, as he sunk into the back of the couch, throwing his arms along the top, stretching his chest out, revealing more skin from underneath his unbuttoned shirt.
She followed his lead almost by leaning further back into the sofa, throwing some of her hair out of her face and over her shoulder.
Adrian on the other hand wasn't so relaxed. His body was tense and he was now leaning over his legs; his foot continuously tapping against the floor. Bianca had kissed four on the list so far, but he had never seen any of them happen. Now witnessing the fifth, somehow made his blood boil. The thought of Miles and Bianca kissing made him angry, but he didn't see that, and although that kiss probably lasted longer, watching her and Cassius right in front of his eyes, made him want to beat the crap out of the boy. He didn't know whether it was because she was one kiss closer to his resignation off of the team he cared so much about, or the fact he was suddenly becoming overprotective over her.
