Never Make Fun Of The Fat Kid

Come on Daniel... Let's dance.

NOT EDITED.

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Chapter 33; Come on Daniel... Let's dance.

I threw my backpack on the floor, practically tackling it with my feet as I kicked it several times. The thing weighed fatter than an obese elephant.

I guess somebody noticed the way I was tackling my backpack and poked my shoulder. I, of course ignored them. I was too lazy to talk to anyone right now. I had to study for all my periods and I wasn't in the mood to talk because I was grounded, and had to study. Worst combinations ever made.

The persons arms wrapped around my waist and I immediatly knew who he was. The same guy I had to call my boyfriend.

He lifted me off the floor just slightly, and he smiled at me with nothing but joy. Why was he happy all of a sudden? He wasn't THIS excited at lunch.

"What's up with you?" I asked him as he turned me around so I was facing him, and squeezed me like I was some type of teddy bear.

"What? A guy can't be happy to have a beautiful girlfriend?" He raised an eyebrow as he smiled at me.

Don't smile at me like that, it makes me feel quessy. But since Daniel can't read minds and I don't have the boobs to say that, I just weak smile at him.

"Well, he can. But, he's just, too ugly to." That, somehow slipped out my mouth. It wasn't an offence or anything, but it did sound like a flirting comment. And I didn't like it, but at the same time I did like it.

"Oh am I? Well, let's see about that..." He trailed off and started to walk towards a girl in the cheerleading squad. But I quickly took hold of his arm.

"Where do you think you're going?" I flashed him my naughtiest, devious, smile.

He smirked back at me, before landing his lips on mine. Like the usual thing we did, at first it was just a peck, then just a mouth to mouth thing, then, we were making out.

But this time, I really felt it. I really felt the kiss. Like there was some sort of meaning to it.

He slowly pulled away, and grabbed my hand like a real gentleman would. I now again, felt like I was in some sort of Cliché book.

He threw my backpack over his shoulder, and pulled me down the hallway until we were at his same black Mustang.

"Wait..." I looked up at him. "I'm grounded and I can't go anywhere, well, I can sneak out later."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You want to sneak out for me?"

"Duh. That's what I just said. Be at my house at eleven o'clock." I clearly told him that.

"Okay."

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I stared at aunt Betty in a furious expression, mum didn't tell she was going to spend the night just in case we decided to sneak out. Sucks for my brother and me.

I looked at the watch on my phone. '10:48' it read and I had to keep myself from yelling something that would get me grounded again.

"Uh, aunt Betty? I think you-you..." I stopped my sentence to take a fake sneeze.

"Amanda! Stop sneezing you're going to make me sick. Literly."Drew complained.

"Aunt Betty. You look like your getting sick like me, you should go get some rest in the guest room." I explained to her. "Take my words." And I left the kitchen and went to my room.