Chapter 2- Kick Me

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***next day at school***

I walk into school and immediately spot a handsome man with black hair that lightly curls around his ears. Kellin. His green orbs stare me down. I smile and give a light wave. I throw my stuff on the desk next to his. He gives me a light smirk. My pale cheeks are burning, I bite my lip and turn away trying to hide my rosy red cheeks.

Suddenly, my phones vibrates. I grab it out of my black, sleeping with sirens sweater. 'Your cute cx', read the text. From Kellin. I blushed even more at the thought that the new, hottest kid in school called ME cute. I wonder if he likes me. I hope he does, because I really like him.

After class he stops me and asks me if I wanna go to Starbucks with him after school. I said why not because I walked to school so it would basically be a free ride home. Now, I just have to drag myself through the rest of the day.

**end of day**

Finally, schools over. Kellin comes to my locker and we head to his matte black mustang. I gasp. "How. The. Hell. DoYouHaveThisCar" I say slowly then quickly. He chuckles, and grabs my bag from my hand and throws it in the backseat. "Just get it." He says opening my passenger door. He starts the car and we are off. Starbucks here we come.

We go through the drive-thru and I order a medium, French Vanilla, Iced Coffee. Kellin gets a Carmel Macchiato, his favorite from what he tells me. Going on my list of things he likes.

We get our stuff and drive to his house. We pull up to the large mansion. It's literally so huge, bigger than expected. He unlocks the gorgeous glass and dark oak double doors.

I awe at the magnificent modern interior. "I take it you like the place?" He says chuckling a little and closing the doors. "It's beautiful" I nod. "How could you afford this?" I ask quickly. "I worked my ass off for it. And my parents contributed a little bit. I worked all through 9th, 10th, 11th, and now 12th grade. All worth it" he smiles.

He plops on the giant L shaped couch. Soon after, I did as well. It was super fucking comfy, and probably super fucking expensive. He raises an eyebrow and speaks "So, who's your boyfriend?" I giggle at his comment , "unfortunately I don't have one." I say. He smirks "Hmm, interesting."  I smile from ear to ear.

"I mean, who would want this ugly face" I say and point to my face. "Your not ugly. In fact your quite beautiful" he smiles. "Thanks" I say looking down trying to hide my flushed cheeks. He lifts up my chin and presses his soft lips against mine. Passion quickly enters the kiss and we begin to embrace it more and more, he slowly pulls away. "Welcome" he smirks mischievously.

"What do you want Kellin?" I ask curiously. "You" he smiles pulling my close. "Hell yeah" I say straddling him. He kisses me a little bit harder this time. His hands holding my lower waist. My hands running through his hair. He slowly begins to pull on my waist pulling me closer. Although, I like it.

I smile into the kiss and rest my hand on his chest. I pull away. " so are we a thing now?" I ask . "You tell me" he says kissing me again. I look at the clock on the wall. I pull away. "Holy shit it's almost 5:00 I gotta be home soon. I still have homework." I say quickly adjusting my shirt and grabbing my stuff. "You need a ride?" He asks. "No my friend can pick me up" I say smiling. "You sure?" He looks at me waiting for a reply. I nod and wave.

I exit the house breathing the fresh air. Still wondering how the hell he ever picked me. Out of all the pretty girls in the world he picked me. I grab my phone and text Kayla the address. She's said she'd be here in like 5 minutes. After a little wait she pulls up. I get in "Who's the boy? And why in gods name is you lipstick smeared?"  I give her a stare and wipe off my face. "Kellin, and well, he's my boyfriend now...?" I say softly. "You mean that new kid?" She says with disgust. I nod.

"OMG HES HOT! HOW DID YOU SCORE THAT BIG DADDY!?" She screams while driving. I burst out laughing. "OMG KAYLA SHUT UP!" I say. Only I can call him big daddy, I think to myself. She chuckles loudly. "When we get to your house your telling me EVERYTHING, like every little fucking detail." She says sternly. "Okay okay!" I say smiling like an idiot.

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