July 14, 2015
Dear diary,
The girls at cheer practice today waited till coach Stewart made her usual visit to the teacher's lounge before cornering me and asking what I left so early for.
"Your going to get yourself kicked off the team," One of the sophomores informed.
"You were supposed to be our flyer," another one said. "you ruined it for yourself."
"You can tell us where you disappear to, we're a team after all." a girl I knew as Brianna claimed.
No I couldn't. None of them bothered speaking to me till then and they wanted my trust.
I left, forcing my way past them and out the door.
I was so upset. My head pounded from stressing over my dysfunctional emotions and I craved one thing.
I dropped my bag at the top of the hill and ran the rest of the way toward Elliott, who stood with worrisome eyes when he saw me.
I didn't pause or hesitate before reaching up, standing on my toes and connecting our lips the way i had been musing since the day I had first seen him.
My hands eagerly pushed his hood away and tangled in his soft blond hair. I felt his arms wrap tight around my lower back and lift my feet up and onto his own.
He was kissing me back.
"I'm so sorry, Elliott." I said after pulling away and resting my head against his own. His eyes had me blushing, as odd as that was. "I didn't want to leave, I don't know why i did--"
I was cut off when his delicate lips met my own. His kiss was slow and gentle whereas mine was the opposite, hungry and anxious.
"Mia, its okay." he said. "I promise."
Oh Elliott, thank you.
