I just stared at his twinkling eyes in shock. "And I like the way you act all shy by the locker hoping I won't catch you collapsing at me every time I get a book. And I like your curvy body. And I like your purple hair that everyone thinks is weird. And I like the fact that you keep it real in a fantasy world- wait , I stop him. How do you know about that. "Oh your notebook fell out of your locker this morning and when I helped you and gave your books back I accidentally grabbed the notebook." -Oh , anyway continue" he chuckled. "Chloe basically I like everything about you. Before I could keep swooning over this I stopped into the train tracks of the crazy train of reality I was hearing. (Get it I was quoting ozzy) wait - if this is some kind of prank I really- "Chloe" he came closer to my face so close I could feel his heavy breath against my lips. " if this was a prank would i do this." He came closer and put his plump lips against mine. He pulled away and opened his sparkling eyes. "I umm." He blushed oddly and then smiled widely. " We should go work on our science." His smile faded and he nodded in agreement.
We worked on our science notes and then I suggest we look online about information on our subject. "Or we could just talk, I mean we could probably teach this stuff." He closed the laptop and sit against the wall. "Yeah I guess that's not a bad idea." I sat next to him against the wall. "So calum how's life?" He stared at the ceiling and sighed. "I mean when your not around I'll admit t kind of sucks." "Yeah me to." I suddenly felt comfortable talking and being around him."but calum." He turned to me. "Yeah?" I giggled and looked him in the eyes. "I kind of want to - and before I could finish my sentence he kissed me , again. But this time it was sweet and gentle. Like I was delicate . He pulled away slowly and pushed my hair a little smiling brightly. "Me to." Damn this kids smart.
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Ficção Adolescente"I don't wear a shirt to bed . but I don't want you to think I'm a slut or something ." "Chloe, I don't wear a shirt to bed, does that make me a slut?