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Chapter 21: Totally Blew It

A/N: This whole chapter was done while we were suffering from writers block. This chapter is so mediocre, we're sorry.

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Selena's P.O.V.

So here Justin and I were, sitting on my bed, silently. We'd just had our first kiss-- last kiss. Only kiss.

Unfortunately.

Is was sooo good too. I'm actually deeming it as the best kiss of my life so far. And I've had alot of good kisses. Not that I go around and kiss every male I meet but, you get the point.

Everything was so perfect and so right. His lips were so soft and the way they moved against mine was so awesome. It wasn't a rushed, it was... just amazing.

So now, here's the problem: Justin just so happens to be my best friend. This complicates so much. I'm not even sure I want us to be together. I'm not even ready to be in another relationship. I don't even know how Justin feels.

"Listen Sel, maybe it's best if we just pretend that this never happened. It was an accident anyway." Justin sighed.

My face fell flat. How do you manage to "accidentally" make-out with someone. Especially if that was his first kiss. And now he wants to pretend it never happened? What the fuck? I couldn't even think of a reply. I was speechless. So, I just nodded my head.

We sat in silence for a few more seconds before Justin rubbed his hands over his pants and got up. "I guess I should get going now."

I nodded my head again.

"You okay?" He asked me softly.

I nodded.

"Alright. I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school." He walked out of my room as if he was sad. Why was he sad? He had no right.

I sat in silence by myself for at least another five minutes. Was I a bad kisser? Of course not.... was I? Maybe that's why none of my relationships ever lasted. I was horrible kisser. Did this mean I was a bad in bed too?

I picked up my phone and unplugged it from my charger and dialled a number who belonged to someone I once thought had all the answers.

"Hey babygirl, miss me already?" He said when he picked up.

"I'm not your babygirl."

"Not what you were saying about an hour ago. In fact, if I remember correctly, you were bitching at me because I hated the term 'babygirl'"

"What?"

"Don't play dumb Morissa." Trent laughed.

"Morissa? This is Selena. Who the hell is Morissa? You know what never mind." I sighed.

"Oh shit, h-hey Kid, what's up?"

"It doesn't matter now. I don't know why I called you--"

"Because you miss me."

"Not really," I ran a hand through my slightly shorter locks.

"Then why'd you call?"

"I was just wondering if I was a good kisser."

I had no shame in asking him. I'd known Trent since the sixth grade and dated him since the ninth. There was no point in being shy.

"Of course you are. You're fucking awesome. Why? You want me to come ov--"

"Nope, just wondering. Goodnight." I smiled and hung up the phone.

Justin's P.O.V.

"So? You finally got what you wanted and you kissed the girl of your dreams. What could be wrong with that bro?" Jacob asked me.

I shook my head and groaned. How come no one knows what wrong with this besides me? "I kissed Selena. She doesn't even like me, she's popular as hell--"

"And you're popular now too... kind of." Chresanto shrugged.

"Still. I just-- I don't know guys, I feel like that kiss made everything weird."

"No, you made everything weird. You kissed her and walk basically walked out." Jacob rolled his eyes at me.

"Yeah, how do you think that made her feel?"

I squinted my eyes and shook my head. "I don't have time to think about other people's feelings when I don't even know mine."

"Selena's coming bro. Look, just... don't make things even awkward-er, okay?"

"That's not even a word but, whatever." I waved them both off before I spotted Selena who was walking inside hand-in-hand with her friend Tiffany. Was that her name?

They both spotted me and Selena's Friend (that's what I'm calling her now because I don't remember her name) whispered something in Selena's ear before she turned a corner and left. Selena forced a smile on her face and walked up to me.

"Heya Kid, what's up?"

"Same old same old. C'mon, their selling cinnamon rolls for a dollar In the cafeteria." I said excitedly.

Selena stopped me. "Whoa, whoa, wait a minute partner."

"What?" I asked.

"You know how Prom is coming up right? Well, you're going to need a date. You can't be popular and not take a date to prom you know? That should be like illegal or something. Because, it prom and everything and prom and dates go together because their wouldn't be a prom without a date. That would be like the time I went to the eighth grade dance with no one. It didn't make sense because it was the last dance of the eighth grade year and--"

"Selena, breathe." I laughed. It was good to know another person that was kind of like me. Too bad she didn't feel the same way I felt about her.

"Thanks," she smiled. "What I'm trying to say is, since prom is coming up you need a date." She said much much slower.

Was she going to say what I thought she was going to say?

"So, who do you like? Which girl at Darwin Road High School have you been having wet dreams about?" She forced another smile.

This was my moment. This was my time. I could tell her how much I like her, how I've always liked her. I mean, she has to feel something back, with the way she kissed me last night she'd have to. I could admit my feelings to her and we'd be together. She has to feel something for me. This was my chance.

And I couldn't do it.

I couldn't tell her this. I couldn't tell her all of the things I loved about her. I couldn't tell her how I'd love to just hold her. I couldn't that I really don't give a shit about this whole popularity thing, I just want to be close to her. I just want to be next to her.

I just couldn't.

So, I didn't.

I could tell she was waiting for me to give her an answer so I skimmed around the hallway we were in and my eyes passed Brittany Fields who was slightly smiling at me. Oh well, it was somebody.

"Eh, um... Brittany F-F-Fields. I like Brittany."

Selena's face fell so quickly, her ponytail holder fell out her head.

A/N: Please comment under any mistakes you saw.

Dear Justin, "Selena's Friend"s name is Trinity. Trinity okay?

He really did fuck up just now...