Bubble Gum Kisses

Kapittel 22.2

Kapittel 22.2

Vanessa

"What do you mean?" I asked, baffled by her statement.

"Girl, we've been friends for what? Almost a month, and I've been learning so many things about you like unravels from a pandora's box," she remarked, waving her hand around her temple and making a wooshing sound as if she was mindblown. "And each one is more surprising."

"Okay, wait. Where did you learn that Friso and I are childhood friends?" I asked, then later regretted it. It was stupid. Of course, everyone would know. I practically announced to the people at the party that I was childhood friends with the evil incarnate.

"Have you been living under a rock? Everyone's been talking about it the day after Friso's party!" she asked, more baffled than I was earlier. It seemed that she missed hearing the part about me being the source of the news.

"If living under a rock means having only 2 friends in this school and being DND because I was busy studying, then yes," I retorted with a small chortle before having another bite.

"But you've got 3 friends in this school." A familiar voice declared and someone's arm wrapped around mine. I almost choked on my food when I realized who it was.

"Hello, childhood friend." Friso greeted me with an unusually wide smile on his face while lifting a thumb to my face, his arm moving from my shoulder to my waist. I got frozen in the spot, like a deer in headlights.

I instinctively closed my eyes when his face drew closer. I felt his thumb run over gently on the side of my mouth, that was when I realized it. I slowly opened my eyes which got wide upon watching him put his thumb in his mouth. He just sucked the sauce from my face!

"Mhm, tastes good," he commented, his smile remained on his face. My face heated up.

"Get off me!" I pushed him away, obviously flustered. Gosh, he truly was a devil. It was not only his personality but also his face.

"Hello, Georgia," he turned his face to my friend who had been staring at us all along. She was even blushing harder than me.

"Hi!" she greeted cheerfully before going to my side, nudging me with her elbow. "He knows my name!" Was this girl even my friend?!

"Why didn't you tell them we're ex—" I turned and covered his mouth immediately, a small slap resonating. I had never reacted so fast since I ran with my friends when we got chased by dogs back in Washington.

"Shut it," I warned with a low growl, glaring daggers at him. He stared back at me. His eyes suddenly curved like a crescent moon, then something wet and warm ran over my palm. I gasped. He licked my palm!

"Ew!" I staggered back, at a rate faster than I did earlier. I looked at my hand momentarily

"Aw, don't you two make a lovely–"

"Shut it!" "We are." We both cut off Georgia from saying what she was about to say. I turned to glare at him once again upon hearing what he said, only to see that he was looking at me as well. His stormy orbs were twinkling. It was a paradox because there was no way stars would shine in a storm.

It had been almost a week since I'd seen him. We were randomly distributed to different schedules and classrooms during exams so I'd hardly seen him. I had only the same exam schedules as Georgia and Madison. Gosh, I couldn't believe that our first time meeting again since the party would end up giving me hypertension. But this was Friso, what did I expect?

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