|Camille's POV|
It was a few days after we found out our mother is pregnant again and we was at school. Josie has been introducing me to every guy on the basketball team. And when I say every guy I mean every. I could practicality hear Peter rolling his eyes as she dragged me to meet everyone.
And after nearly introducing me to half of the school she got to the one person i couldn't and I mean couldn't get out of a conversation with. Jeremy Jones.
I smile and act like I'm having a good conversation not trying to be rude. And when I tell you I can smell Peter's jealousy I mean I can smell it. This is the worst conversation I've ever had.
By the end of it he's leaning in to try and kiss me but I reach my hand up and put it on his forehead and push him away. I smirk as I walk toward's Peter.
As I stand next to Peter I lean toward's him and wisher in his ear "I could smell your jealousy from over there."
"Well I think I should be jealous when Josette is introducing you to half the male population in this school" he whispers.
I can feel eyes on us and I'm guessing he knows who it is because he turns his head toward's me and puts his finger under my chin. He tilts his head and closes his eyes. I furrow my eyebrows together confused at what he's doing. He places his lips on mine. I instantly respond and kiss back not even thinking about where we are.
Recently on our free period -which we have at the same time- we've been sneaking off and making out so this is nothing new to us. We eventually pull away for breath and I lay me head on his shoulder as he puts his arm around mine I whisper "you are so jealous." But he just rolls his eyes at my words. As I look around I noticed people with their jaws practically hitting the floor.
Sense I've been here the stuff I've heard about Peter is he usually gets around. Doesn't get attached to people quickly -which in my opinions to protect his secret- unlike what he done with me. So you don't just see him kissing a girl in front of everyone.
The bell rings and Peter trails his arm around my back and down my arm to grab my hand. We walk off to class me and Peter have the same class, free period then lunch. So recently feeling the need to stay close to each other we walk to class together, stay together during free period then walk to lunch together.
During our free period Peter drags me with him behind the school and pushes me up against the wall as we drop our bags.
He grabs my hips and connects our lips in one of many kisses we've had. He squeezes my waist tighter taking advantage of my gasp as he slides his tongue into my mouth. I slide my hands up his arms to his cheeks as we fight for dominance he wins. Shortly after he starts to trail kisses down my jawline so I lean my head back against the wall. "You are so beautiful" he whispers against my skin. I smile noticing him trying to leave hickeys but he groans as they quickly disappear. "This is no fair I can't leave hickey's so Jeremy knows your mine." I slide my hands down his arms and reach the bottom of his shirt. I slide my hand up the bottom of his tee-shirt.
I hum at his statement "being yours usually means a boyfriend girlfriend status" I tell him.
He lifts his head up from my neck and looks at me. "Do you wanna have a girlfriend boyfriend status" he curiously asks.
"The real question is do you wanna have a boyfriend girlfriend status?"
We stare into each other's eyes before he nods. I look him in the eyes and say "me too" He leans in until our lips meet in a state of bliss. This time I break our kiss and place pampered kisses down his jaw-line to his neck. I move my lips toward's his soft spot. He sighs in pleasure as he tugs at the hem of my shirt. I pull away so he can take it off then we reconnect in another of many passionate kisses.
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750 word!!!
I go back to school in two days and I'm depressed about it!
There together together!
Boyfriend girlfriend!!
I know this chapter is kinda short but!Steven R. McQueen as Jeremy Jones
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