Katie POV:
I remained sitting in my room that night remembering the kiss.I remembered almost every detail of the kiss... he kissed me three times in the same motion, I managed to kiss him back twice... his lips tasted like popcorn from the carnival and his lips were soft and rather moist. As I remembered these few details I found myself rocking back and forth where I sat smirking to myself.
I had my first kiss when I was 16, and it was by accident, and now I had kissed two different boys and a girl in one year.
Alex, Isaac and Cassidy... wow...
I smirked to myself as I laid down on my bed and continued to smile and giggle like the little school girl I practically was.
Was it so bad that I liked Isaac's kiss?
But crap... does that mean this would get awkward? I sat up when this thought drifted to me and I looked to the wall that separated us. I gulped, what if it was just a one way thing?
I raised an eye brow to myself, I'm overthinking this.
I rolled my eyes at myself as I laid my head down on the pillow and yawned as my eyes managed to close and I waited for the kiss of sleep to come smother me.
*
I woke up the next morning to the sound of the birds, as usual, and crawled my drowsy existence down to the Main Room to get myself some coffee or something. Adam was awake, his mouth stuffed with the taste of syrup, waffles and whipped cream.
"Hello," he exclaimed with a smile.
I just sort of stared at him and nodded to his existence as he shoved the nozzle of the whipped cream can in his mouth. My head was wandering within its thoughts, going from breakfast, to waking up, to school, to rent, to dance, to how Adam could wake up in the morning and the kiss...
The kiss...
Should I talk to Isaac about this?
I've never kissed a celebrity before, I didn't know how to act around them or if I was even allowed to kiss one... hell, I thought I'd never kiss one.
Was it okay to kiss one?
I honestly didn't know as I sipped my coffee. I wondered if Isaac felt the same way, or if he was thinking about it. After the kiss itself he seemed to find me amusing with my complete silence and blushing red face. He didn't say a word to me about it the whole ride home, and I fell asleep in the car. I vaguely remember being carried by Isaac to the elevator and put into my own apartment before he seemed to leave also.
In my daze I strolled over to the couch and collapsed upon it, almost burning myself with the coffee, and watched as Adam turned the TV on.
He turned it onto the news.
He was so mature for his age, even I didn't watch the news and I was like five years older than him. But there he was, looking to the screen like it was some sort of anime or cartoon.
Our world was soon invaded by the alien of Cassidy, who kneeled over me while she started talking, "where did you and Isaac go yesterday?" she asked as she wrapped what felt like a measuring tape around my head, I was too lost in thought to actually think of what I was saying.
"Umm... I went to the Carnival," I informed.
"The Ellie Carnival?" Cassidy asked.
I nodded.
"You went without me?" Adam asked accusingly, "you said you'd go with me and Dad."
I jumped at the realisation I had promised to go with the pair for tomorrow. I turned to him, much to Cassidy's annoyance as she jerked my head back forwards, "sorry, buddy. I'd love to go again with you two, just not today," I explained.
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The Guys on my Flat
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