Toothpaste Kisses

Chapter 10

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CHAPTER 10

“What you munching on?” Noah asked looking over my shoulder as we walked into the school halls the next day. Why was he always here?

I looked down at the Pop-Tart in my hands. So, hey, I hated the confetti but then Max gave me a hot fudge one – I think it was that anyway – this morning… how could I decline food? “Popdar,” I said through a mouthful of it. This one tasted alright actually; maybe I needed to go for a food that did actually have a specific flavour and not one that looked like a unicorn had pissed on it.

“What flavour?” he asked ignoring how I was being a disgusting cow eating with my mouth full.

“Hot Fud.”

“Aaah, is it good?”

I swallowed my mouthful and glared at him. “Would you shut up?”

“What?” he asked sounding genuinely upset.

“You’re being a Pop-Tart pervert.”

“I am not,” he protested crossing his arms which looked kind of funny as he was walking. I felt the need to see him do that Russian squat dance. A smile formed on my lips at the thought and he furrowed his brow in confusion. “What?”

“Nothing,” I said smiling at him and taking a bite out of the Pop-Tart. “Just had a weird thought in my head.”

“When you say weird did it involve me, you and a bed?”

“No,” I pulled a face at him. It was only when a smirk slipped to his lips that I had to show that I was not some little kid that was going to be put down with sexy… thingies. “Your mum was there too,” with that I ran to my locker shoving the rest of the Pop-Tart in my mouth and tried to open my locker.

The key word there is tried.

My fingers were slick from the dessert thing I had eaten so it was a tough job but I finally opened my locker. A piece of paper fell like a dry leaf to the ground as I opened it. I looked down at it confused millions of thought running through my head. It could be a case of two scenarios, both I had watched on TV; one, it’s a love note which reads: you make my world shine… had I seen that on Lizzie McGuire? Or… it could be a death threat that the poor, innocent nerd receives. Luckily I wasn’t the innocent, suffer-in-silence type so if anyone’s trying that I would be pounding their skull with a piece of the Liberty statue.

Kneeling down I grasped it and once up straight again I unfolded it. It was neither a death threat nor a love note from an awkward stalker.

It was from one of my idiot friends.

JODEY , it said. Well he started off well, spelling my name wrong and all. I rolled my eyes and carried on reading.

MATT SAW ME THIS MORNING BUT I WAS IN A RUSH SO I GOT RUSS TO SEND YOU THIS NOTE TO YOUR LOCKER – YOU DIDN’T NEED TO KNOW THAT THOUGH.

I rolled my eyes. So why write it then, Stupid? I asked silently as I read the rest of the note.

DANCE PRACTICE FOR THE COMP STARTS TONIGHT. BE THERE ASAP. STAYING TILL LATE SO BRING FOOD.

BYE.

BEN XXX

I rolled my eyes. Only Ben could make a note like that. With a smile on my face I tacked it to the inside of my locker and laughed. I pulled out my maths book and started on my way to the lesson. Maths was fun, I wasn’t going to lie, I was good at it but the reason it was so enjoyable was because Max and Jonah were in my class and they got me through the fifty minute lesson.