Chapter Eleven- Leaving...

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... our lips are centimetres away and then finally... we kiss. Our lips stick on to each other's and we let go. We hold a second of eye contact and then we go back in for a snog. His hand is grabbing my ass, making me jump a little. My left hand is still glued to his jaw and my right hand is on his beating heart. As we get more into it, his other hand slips from my neck, all the way down my sides to my other arse cheek, grabbing them both. Both of my arms rest on his shoulders now. He then holds my waist and pushes me against the lockers, making a loud bang.

The kiss is powerful and very much needed. His lips are so smooth. His tongue slips into my mouth and I play with the back of his hair. Without knowing, his hands cups my tits making me want him more. "Wait" Nathan stops kissing me. He looks around, "Do your power thingy."

"What? Why?" I question.

"Make sure no one's around."

I sigh and think deeply. For a second I hear footsteps. "I hear footsteps."

"Who's?"

"I don't know... they're getting louder. I think someone's coming" I tell him, and the door swings open. I push him right off me and I wipe my lips. The person who comes in is Kelly. She says, "Oh bloody hell, this wig is doing my fucking head in." She opens her locker, turning her back to us. Nathan and I share a look. "My hair comes back in a week apparently. I fucking hope so, it's so annoying."

Nathan steps closer to me and I feel his hand grab my ass, causing me to bounce and giggle. Kelly turns around suddenly; Nathans hand leaves his arse fast. "What?" Kelly asks.

"Nothing. Nothing. What plans you got for the night?" Nathan asks nervously. Kelly looks confused and I try not to think. I trace my mind back to the killing, so Kelly doesn't use her power. Nathan looks like he's doing the same thing.

"What's going on? You two are acting bare weird."

Then, out of nowhere, I get a call. I get my flip phone out of my pocket and see that it's my mom. "I've gotta take this" I tell them, leaving the room and entering the hallway. My back leans against the wall, I flip open my phone and answer, "Hey mom, what's up?"

"You need to come home, now" she responds through the phone.

"Why?"

"It's your father, he's home."

My heart drops and my back slides down so I sit on the floor. "Oh, okay... He's home early. Is he mad?"

"Well, he's not happy."

Water fills my eyes as I tell her I'll be home soon. I sigh loudly and tears stream down my cheek. I didn't know he was going to be home this soon. I wipe my tears off my face and Nathan appears from the locker room. He pauses to see me upset and asks, "Hey, what's happened?" He kindly takes a seat next to me on the floor.

I gulp, "My dad's just come home from Vegas. He's going to kill me."

"Oh shit. Has he said he's mad?"

"No. My mom just said that he's not happy."

"What if you... you just don't go home?" Nathan suggests.

"Are you crazy? That would get me in way more trouble. There's no way."

"I did it."

"You got kicked out. There's a difference." I yell. I then pull down my overalls and throw them on the floor.

"Hey. Where are you going?" He asks.

"Home" I tell him, walking away.

"Home? Jessa! Jessa!" He shouts as I push open the exit.

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