Marshmallow Heart
As soon as we get out of the car, all eyes turn to us. Girls run everywhere to join their gossip squads and boys start making hormonal teenage noises.
"Is this happening?" I groan.
We walk side by side, enjoying the attention until he places his arm over my shoulder and everything freezes in my world. Shocked by the sudden turn of events, my heart accelerates in ways no one has ever made me feel. Why am I feeling this? I'm supposed to be used to this. I do it every time.
Not with Romeo.
"I have always wondered how it would feel if I joined forces with you," he whispers as we walk into the building.
I scrunch up my nose. This has to be a twisted game.
"What do you mean?" I push his hand away.
He stand in front of me, inches away from my face. He seems to not understand that he is invading my personal space. I step around him.
He is walking behind me like a dog behind a bone. I am tempted to tell him that, but I bite my tongue. "Everyone knows we are heart breakers yet they come for us. What no one has ever seen is two of the same kind dating. They wonder what would happen. "
I stop at my locker and look at him. "I don't understanding what you are trying to say."
"You are a very bright and beautiful lady, sweetheart."
He winks. Did he just wink at me? My skirt seems to involuntary become shorter and my blouse just popped a button down. Where is this heat coming from?
I cross my arms. "I thought you said that I am stupid."
He gets his lips close to my ear; I hold my breath. "Cupid is just dumb. I am not sure why he hadn't match us together before."
I move again. Personal space is something his tiny brain doesn't understand.
"You are such a marshmallow for a heart breaker, " he laughs.
Marshmallow my ass. I rule this school, Chloe is right bellow my heel, she doesn't comprehend how bad of a bad girl I can be. No one does. And Romeo thinks he is better than me. Excuse me?
Of course, I am a cold-hearted bitch. It's just that with you, I already feel different. I lock eyes with him, waiting for him to start laughing and move from my way before I get late to class.
He is very much serious.
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Romeo and Juliet
HumorSHORT CHAPTERS ------ He rips my phone from my hand again and puts it behind him. "Tell me how it works then." "We have to kiss." He looks at me for a few seconds, then grins. I recognize that smile. He's thinking of something mischievous. "A kiss?"...
