Chapter 29

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Everything has changed.

Slowly but surely, everything is changing and it's all because of Lalisa Manobal.

For starters, I'm waking up with dislike for her, rather than full blown contempt, as usual.

Then we have the fact that every waking moment of everyday I want my hands on her, especially yesterday during the basketball game. I was completely entranced in our conversion that I didn't even realize I was sitting next to her and that people were staring, baffled at how I was sitting next to the girl I hate.

Thankfully, I left and sat somewhere else. I didn't even stay for the full game, because I couldn't trust myself not to go back to Lisa, especially with that loser, Alex, hovering over her.

I don't even want to think about him right now. Pure, hot rage travels through my body when I think of him.

Regardless, too many things are changing lately, but the biggest change so far is...passing my biology exam.

With a 'B'. That's right, a 'B'!

I almost passed out when I got the news this morning and the first person I wanted to tell was Lisa. I wanted to tell her straight away, but I didn't see her all day at school today; she was probably busy with stem club or studying in the library—she practically lives there. So, I texted her when I got home and finally, an hour later, my doorbell rang.

I instantly know that it's her. I practically run down the stairs and don't waste any time opening the door. There she stands, still in her school uniform, with that leather jacket she always seems to be sporting.

Seeing her like this, knowing that I could pull her in for a kiss so easily and she wouldn't back away—or recoil—the thought itself is so calming.

Sometimes, it's hard to comprehend the fact that we're allowed to touch each other, that we're enemies with benefits or whatever the term is—it doesn't really matter.

Her eyebrows are etched in concern. "Did you pass—"

"I got a B!" I cut her off, unable to hold back my excitement.

It happens swiftly; first her concerned face slowly morphs into a beaming smile and then before I know it, she's barrelled her way into me. Lisa is hugging me, her arms wrapped around my neck as she holds on tightly.

I feel as though I'm frozen in state and my usually slow-paced heartbeat is about to fall out of my chest. Her scent is entrancing me as is her warm embrace.

She feels warm and strong. Somehow, I can feel the vibrations of her pride through her body. It sounds insane, but I can feel how proud she is of me and it's absolutely addictive. I want so desperately to melt into her arms and hug her back, but before I can, she pulls away.

Her face reddens. "Shit, sorry."

I've never seen her cheeks look so vividly rosy before, it's so endearing. The way her green eyes are darting everywhere, but to me.

I clear my throat. "N—no, it's fine."

I liked it.

She just scratches the back of her neck with her right hand and it makes me notice the flowers that she's holding in her left. I didn't even notice them when I first saw her; she must have been hiding them behind her back.

"Are those for me?" I ask gesturing to the flowers. I try my best not to sound too hopeful, but I can't help it.

She nods stiffly. "Well, you did say that you usually celebrate getting good grades and I know these are your favourite...so yeah."

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