The Girl With Locker Number 854 [ girl x girl ]

30 "I think I'm in love with you."

After a dreadful rainy day I ran to my bus with drops of water speckled all over my dark eye lashes.
James was waiting at my bus soaked standing in a puddle.
"Hello..."
He gestured towards the bus.
"Ladies first Madame."
I laughed.
"You aren't even on this bus."
"Or am I?"
He smirked and hopped onto the bus behind me.
I sat in the 3rd to last seat and since the bus was relatively empty he sat at the seat across from me.
"So you ride this bus everyday?"
"When I don't miss it."
I laughed.
"Would you want to miss it again sometime?"
I smiled and playfully shoved his shoulder.
"I would."
We ended up having a debate as to if Umberon or Flameon was a stronger Pokemon before I got off the bus.
I stood up from my seat and threw my backpack over one shoulder.
"Later."
He waved to me and I smiled and nodded.
"See you tonight."
I stepped off the bus and ran to my house.
I swiftly unlocked the door and grabbed my phone from my pocket.
I already had a texted from James.

James: Missing something?

Bloom: Not that I know of.....

James: Then why am I holding your jacket?

I gasped frantically looking through my bag.
My jacket was gone.
To most people this wouldn't matter but I had an important piece of paper in my jacket.
Rose's phone number.
I know she's my ex girlfriend but I still wanted to be friends without James getting the wrong idea.
I knew if I told him not to touch the pockets he'd be too curious, and if he looked in the pockets he might just hate me forever.
I sighed and sat down at my desk to finish my French homework.
Finally the hours went by quickly and it was time.
I threw on my dress kicking Gizmo away from my dress with my black pumps.
I used my favorite mascara, some fuchsia lipstick,
And topped off my makeup with a silver smokey eye.
I saw that same dark mysterious streetlight and my Prince Charming standing under it.
"Good evening."
He ran his hands threw he greasy short hair and straighten his all black tux.
"You look truly ravishing this evening."
I smiled and laughed.
"Would you care to dance my dear?"
I nodded as he took my hand and pulled me into the school.
A popular song was playing so I kicked off my heals and began to whip because,
It's the fricking watch me whip song.
After dancing like a psychopath for almost the entire dance.
Finally a slow song began to play,
I slid back on my heels,
I neatened my hair,
And felt his body heat smack me in the face.
His soft hands wrapped around my waist and I laird my hands over his shoulders.
"Bloom..."
"Yes?"
"I need to tell you something."
"Ok.....?"
"Follow me."
He grabbed my hand pulled me out of the gym in the middle of the song. He took me into the same janitor's closet.
The one where I had my first kiss,
With Rose.
"This is where you had your first kiss, right?"
I nervously nodded.
Then it happened.
He bent down,
tilted his head slightly.
He slowly reached for my waist,
I ran my hands through his hair and held his face close to mine.
Our lips touched and our sparks left the room brighter than the sun.
It was short but passionate.
Out lips slowly moved away from each other as me whispered:
"Bloom."
"Yes?"
"I think I love you."
"I love you too."
"I think it's more however."
"What are you saying."
"I think I'm in love with you."