Cinderella

Masks, teachers and moments

We continued to run until we finally reached the long full coach a head of us. I felt out of breath, due to my lack of physical fitness. Although I still managed to smile to myself like a idiot.

I'm not afraid to say that today, which started out awfully, had turned out to be one of the best days of my life.

Not only did I attend the school ball. Which, may I mention have I never done before, but I also had my first kiss.

However I don't know whether I should be happy or not. You see the think is I don't know who he is, nor do I know who he is.

It may be good because he might be disappointed if he finds out that I am his mystery girl. And it would save me a lot of embarrassment by keeping it my secret.

On the other hand, he might be some amazing guy, which I think of him now, and might be just satisfied to know who I am so we can continue our 'friendship' at school.

Also I don't even know what we have here.

I mean one minute were joking about, as I thought, as friends but then we have a moment then ...

Boom.

We kissed.

Drawing me from my thoughts we finally approach the entrance to the coach.

Standing at the doors scanning the area in a bored expression, this obviously shows that they did not chose on their own accord to be here, a teacher.

She stood there looking around when finally her eyes planted on us. Her face then turned into a scowl.

To be honest I can't blame her. I mean it's not a every day sight, two teenagers stood in front of you dressed in formal wear, hand in hand drenched from head to toe.

"Why did I give up being a lawyer?" She mutters to herself, not acknowledging that we were able to hear her.

"Children always manage to make my job a hell of a lot harder." She continues to mutter to herself. Seriously this lady was almost as bitter as my step mother.

Wait. Erase that. No one will ever be as close to Cheryl with their level of bitterness. That woman would make the devil scared of her.

"What am I supposed to do with you two hmm?" She spat at us finally not mumbling to no one in particular. "I can't exactly allow you on the expensive coach we have rented whilst you are drenched. And I'm not even going to ask how you ended up in this situation." She said. I giggle at her phrase, but her head snaps to my direction giving me a death glare.

"We apologise ma'am." MB (mystery boy) apologises.

"No need for apologies just grab a towel from the cabinets above the seats." She says sweetly to him. Wow this woman has serious mood swings. One minute she's barking at us the next she is smiling in a motherly way. Well not towards me.

We step on to the bus. Me leading and Mystery boy follows. I reach up to get the towels and Mystery boy stands behind me while I reach up. I turn around and the bus starts to move.

Consequently I fall into mystery boys chest and grab onto his arm with the hand not holding the towels. He slips a hand round my waist.

"Ooohhh" the who bus shouts. Suddenly faced with a whole lot of embarrassment I turn a bright shade of red and look away.

But Mystery boy decides to smirk and places a hand under my chin to face him and then he kisses me. In front of everyone.

"Ooohh" the bus repeats. I pull away and head towards the last set of double seats. I was embarrassed so badly, this is the first time I have ever really been noticed.

I place the towel over the two seats so we can sit down. And I perch down in the window seat starring out. Acknowledging the fact that my cheeks are still a bright red colour while I feel the heat radiate off of them.

He sits down beside me and begins chuckling grabbing my hand. "You know your really cute when you blush." I release my hand from his grip and smack him on his arm.

"Why'd you do that?" I ask.

"Because I wanted to make every other guy on this coach jealous that I got to kiss the most beautiful and amazing girl our school has ever seen." He says making me blush.

"Okay maybe your forgiven." I respond and grab his hand and hold it in mine.

"You know you remind me so much of my best friend." He states out of the blue.

"How so?" I say interested.

"Well, she's funny, kind and beautiful. You know she promised she'd come tonight but she stood me up. She said she would save a dance for me." He pauses. "Ever since we were little I have always been in love with her. Always. Undoubtably. I would give up anything for her. But then I was stupid enough to move away, and five years later she's a different person but in a better way which I thought was impossible. I was in love with her. Until I met you."

I was totally gobsmacked. He had told me so much about himself yet I didn't even know who he is. "Until you met me?" I question.

"Until I met you."