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I sprinted through the hallway leaving a bright pink paint trail behind me, ignoring the weird looks and sniggers. I slammed the bathroom door open, Two girls that were already in the bathroom jumped and gasped when they saw me. I gave them a glare and they scurried out leaving me alone.
I looked in the mirror and I almost fainted. I looked horrible! Pink paint had dribbled down my face and blobs of paint had dried in my hair. My clothes were just not fixable, I really liked these jeans and I payed $60 for them, oh mums going to kill me when she sees this, wait what am I going to tell mum? Should I tell her the truth or say that there was an accident in the art room? Na ill tell the truth, shell probably just giggle about it anyway.
I was so going to kill Catar for this. I tipped water on him not paint! Water dries and you can’t tell it was even there but paint, it stains and you CAN tell that it was there.
The bell went signalling class to begin. Well there was no way I was going to class like this so I opened the tap and cold water came blasting out. Lets get this cleaning started.
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I had successfully gotten all the paint off my face and hands and most of it out of my hair, I tried getting some off my clothes but it resulted in smudging and making it look worse so I didn’t attempt to fix that anymore. The smell of paint still lingered on me but there was nothing I could do till I got home.
I sighed and looked at the clock half an hour till recess, I found it a little strange that they had a clock in the girls bathroom I mean what’s the use of a clock in the bathroom? To see how long it takes you to pee?
I walked out of the bathroom, I was dragging my feet because I was really tired and I wanted to sit down. Do you know how tiring it is to stand in font of a sink for two hours scrubbing pink paint out of your hair?
I wasn’t looking where I was going so when I walked into a wall and fell on my butt I wasn’t surprised. A sharp pain whizzed up my spine. Ouch! That actually hurt, normally I didn’t sook about falling and a small things like that but today was different, I was annoyed.
“You ok down there?” wait a minute! Walls don’t talk. I quickly craned my head up to see who it was. I scowl crept its way onto my face when I saw Catar staring down at me with his one of his all to familiar smirks.
I jumped to my feet so that I was standing directly across from Catar, I took three small steps and hoped that I didn’t look as shaken up as I felt. When I was with Catar I wanted to be strong, I didn’t want to show any weakness what so ever.
“You.” I hissed while poking him hard in the chest.
“I. Loath. You.” I seethed. We were standing so close I could feel his minty breath on my face.
He just chuckled which caused me to become even more worked up. I growled and my fist curled up into tight fist. I swung at his face but before it coiled with his jaw he caught my hand enveloping it in his own. I snarled and swung my other fist at his jaw but he caught that too.
He swung me around and pinned me to the wall. I wriggled and squirmed trying to get away from his firm hold on me but he was too strong. Our noses were centimetres from touching. We were toe to toe. I could feel his chest heave up and down against mine.
My brain was in shock. I knew that I needed to get out of his grasp but I was frozen. I was staring into his beautiful green eyes that had an amused glint in them.
Suddenly his face was getting closer and closer. Oh my god! He’s leaning in, he’s going to kiss me! No. No. No. This isn’t how I wanted my first kiss! I wanted it with a nice guy that was sweet and cute and he could make my heart melt and mould for his touch. I know I’m seventeen and I haven’t had my first kiss, pretty sad but I’ve been busy ok? Well that’s a lie I’ve got the most uneventful life that is until I met Catar.
I turned my head to the side just in time. Catars lips smouldered into my cheek and I inhaled sharply. My heart went wild. It was pounding against my rib cage, I was scared that Catar might hear my heart beat; I swear someone could hear it from a mile away.
Gee this boy has so much impact on me, and I can’t be sure if its in a good way or a bad way. When I fight and argue with him my heart feels like it’s going explode, all my emotions a whirling around. When I’m calmly talking with him its like I loose track of time. Like when he drove me home, normally when I drive home from school it feels like a 20-minute drive but with him it felt like 5 minutes. They say time flies when your having fun, but I don’t have ‘fun’ with Catar. I don’t even enjoy being with him. Do I?
Catar pressed his chest firmly against mine. His lips still brushed on my cheek and he moved his face so he was looking straight into my eyes.
“I like how I can make you heart go crazzzzy.” He said dragging out the z with a small chuckle.
“NO! My hearts perfectly normal around you. You don’t affect me.” I said in what I hoped was a calm tone. I tried tugging my hands out of his grip again but he wouldn’t budge.
“ Sure, sure.” He said in a tone that showed that he didn’t believe me at all.
“ It’s true!”
“hmmmmmm. Cassie you say I don’t have an effect on you and you refuse to kiss me. I know that’s your way of rejecting me but it just makes me want you more.” And with that he dropped my hands and sauntered off leaving me there speechless.
His payback just got 10x worse.
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Showing her who's boss. (on hold)
HumorCassie is seventeen years old and she's determined to get good marks at school but what happens when unexpected things are thrown in her way. she doesn't believe in love but does someone change her mind?