Kissing Booth

First

*Catherine'sPoV*

Me- Hurry up Rach. We're gonna be late!

Rachel- Going Cath! I'm going!

She knows we can't take long otherwise we'll be late and we won't find a place. Also she's always texting Peter. She has crush on him so I understand, but if we're late I can't catch the first clients and those are always the ones that pay better and are the youngest too.

I work in a kissing booth to get some tips for new guitar and mics. This is just a summer work cuz I think I'm gonna throw up if I have to kiss any more of those old men with white beards. Get a wife, people!

Rachel is my best friend forever. She helps with the booth. It was actually like this that she met Peter. Peter is basicly the man of his dreams, the prince in her fairy tails: Tall, handsome, with short wavy blond hair, greenish almond eyes and he wears glasses! HE'S REALLY CUTE. He doesn't love her, but they're good friends.

Rachel- I'm ready. Let's go.

Our kissing booth is in the park so it's still a reasonable walking distance to there, but it's ok because the view is magnificent in the morning.

When we arrived we put up the booth as fast as we could and then we put the sign saying: kiss on the cheek 2$; kiss on lips 5$. Almost everything was ready, I just needed to put some more lipstick on.

The line was already huge! When you're beautiful and you need money, it's a good business.

Like I said the youngest are aways the first to arrive. 5$, 5$, 5$, 5$, 5$, 2$... Well, the poor boy forgot his purse at home and let me tell you, he was REALLY cute. 5$... And at last there was only one boy left: 10$.......... What? I look up at him, but he looks relaxed.

Boy- The 5$ kiss please.

Me- So you want your 5$ back right?

Boy- No, you can keep them.

Me- I can accept it.

Boy- So here's the deal: You kiss me and you let me ask you some questions about yourself, ok?

Me- Sure!

I kiss him. When we break apart he starts to ask questions.

Boy- What's your name.

Me- I'm Cath.

Boy- Catherine?

Me- Yes.

Boy- Ok. How old are you?

Me- 17.

Boy- Got a boyfriend?

Me- Does that matter?

Boy- Maybe. Will you give me your number if I ask?

Me- Are you asking?

Boy- I might be.

Me- No.

Boy- Will you be here tonight?

Me- Yes.

Boy- Will we be friends?

Me- Maybe.

Boy- Are you always this direct when you answer?

Me- Sometimes.

We laugh.

Boy- Ok, I think I'm done with the questioning. See ya tonight.

Me- See ya... I guess.

What was this all about? Does he like me? He was kinda cute and all, but we barely know eachother... We'll see.

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This was the first chapter. What do you think's going to happen that night? Comment your guesses and vote. =) I hope you like it. Kisses