"Ahhhh!" I screeched, for the second time today. Eyes darted to look at me, again, for the fifty-billionth time today. "You got me all wet!" I stood up quickly, my hands flying up. I looked down to see my whole outfit soaked.
"It wouldn't be the first time," the perverted Jone says with a smirk.
"Go get Asa wet or something," I said, glaring at him.
"Who?" He asked.
"Never mind!" I whine. This wasn't about him or Asa. This was obviously about me. And Ionic.
"I'm so sorry!" Ionic said sincerely. Cutie.
"It's fine." I calm myself down from his calm words.
I look over at Aviator to see him lightly chuckling. "What are you laughing at?" I ask him harshly.
"No-nothing," he says, pretty quietly. Jerk.
"Do you have a damn problem?" I test him.
The two boys watch the small quarrel between the two of us in amusement.
"I said 'nothing'," he says.
"Well it obviously wasn't 'nothing' if you laughed!" I for some reason wanted to get a slight rise out of him. I'm not quite sure why, either. Maybe it's just because of my terrible start to the day. I should just apologize...
"If I said it was nothing then it was nothing." Or maybe I won't be apologizing.
"Are you testing me?"
"No, of course not. Why would I test you?"
"Why wouldn't you?"
"Just... I'm not testing you."
"You're right, I'm-" I pause. Am I really going to apologize? "I'm sorry, Aviator." Guess I was.
"It's fine. I accept your apology," he says. He adds a small smile at the end. No, get that out of here. I end up giving him a small smile, and sit down.
"Oooh, Aviator and Camellia," Jone says as if we were a thing.
"Oooh, you and fucking Asa," I harshly say back, clear sarcasm there.
"Why the hell do you keep mentioning me and Asa?!" He says in a harsh tone laced with confusion.
I ignored Jone's question, and ran over to the roll of paper towels on Mr. Wamwig's desk. Why did he even have a roll on his desk?
I furiously rubbed the sandpaper-feeling paper town over the bottom of my shirt, and the upper part of my pants. I quickly ran it against the denim fabric covering my crotch area several times, making sure no one was looking.
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(I wrote this chapter sometime in July of 2015, but I'm just now updating it today. I never finished it, so that's why it's short)
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True Aviator
RomanceAviator [noun] A pilot. But that's not what this man was who Camellia Nugget soon began to love. In this case, Aviator was the name of her love, her lifeline. Camellia Nugget was just an average girl. She went to school, got good grades, and had d...
