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Chapter 21

The sense of his skin on mine lingers with never ending voltage. I can still taste the sweetness of lips, his hand around my neck, and his strong body against mine. I melt just at the thought of it. With never ending glee, I roll face down, grinning from ear to ear into the mattress. My mind isn’t functioning to think of anything that has nothing to do with the forty-five seconds of pure
joy and complete ecstasy.

All he did was kiss me, yet it feels like he touched every corner of my body, bringing them all to life. My lips quiver in sensibility for the contact. This feels too good to be true. Out of blissfulness, I bite on my pillow like a maniac, suppressing a scream. It was just a kiss. A simple kiss. I’ve been kissed so many times before but none of them can compare. He’s such a good kisser. Or maybe I like him too much.

Thanks to my mind not stopping to make up scenarios about him, I catch sleep late at night. The thoughts are nothing inappropriate but nothing for kids either. I even dreamt of him. All that I can remember is that it was something good. Something that left me hoping I didn’t wake up.

She places the paper face down but that does nothing to hide the giant red cross on the last question. Every single person around me is either holding their head in disappointment or
pouting in annoyance. It’s safe to say that I’m not the only one who failed. The 35% doesn’t slap me as much as I thought it will. It’s still the lowest I’ve ever gotten and that sucks but it feels
nice to know I’m not at fault if the whole class failed with me. Poor Michael won’t even get 1 percent.

The bell rings and no one rushes for the door as usual. The disappointment must be too strong, I can’t relate with my mind being preoccupied with something else. I step out and meet the girl’s outside. I’ve been debating on whether I should tell them about the kiss and decided that it’s best if I do. Apart from Bryana they all seem supportive and I’ve reached a level of secrecy with them that I don’t feel comfortable with. I shouldn’t be lying or keeping secret just cuz I’m scared of
what the reaction would be. Might be a bit hypocritical when it comes to my depression but I must start somewhere and Michael might be the right one.

“I am so not showing this to my mum. She won’t allow me out the house for weeks.” Bryana says.

“This is so stupid. The board needs to realise we’re not the problem if everyone is failing.” Bianca joins in. “What a great way to start a Monday.”

“I’m no longer grounded by the way.” I say.

“That’s good.” Bianca smiles lightly, still mad from the test.

“Ya, I guess.” I need to do it now or never. They already know that I like him and he likes me so it should be expected. Right? “I went out with Michael yesterday and we… kissed.” I say the last word with less force but they still hear it. I look up at them with all the cautions I can possibly take. Lisa’s eyebrows are up in contained surprise and Bianca has her mouth opened.

“That sounds serious.” She says.

“It’s, it’s not. I don’t know. We’re still getting to know each other.”

“Is he a good kisser?” Bianca moves closer to me and I nod. I get butterflies every time I think about it. She lets out a cry of excitement that would be loud if there was actual sound. “Who
knew that Layla had a thing for bad boys?” This is not the reaction I was expecting. It’s better. “This is definitely a big turned from Joe.” Bryana mentions, trying to fake a smile. Joe was a senior that I had a huge crush on when I was a sophomore. The crush went on for years that I started to think it was love but it faded throughout the months. I can’t say years cuz I was still
crushing on him last year. I see him pass by from time to time in his car. He’s dating a cute little girl who I assume is the same age as him.