Chapter 2:
"Wait what?"
"You heard me man. Kiss her." I looked at Jeff and we seemed to get what was going to down immediately. We would kiss, and make them believe us. We wouldn't let anything change us. Not our friendship, nothing. As for Jace, he won't care and if he does I'll just explain later. But he probably already understands.
"Fine man whatever. But no pictures. All you'll do is make yourself a bigger perv than you already are."
Jeff pulled me to his chest and wrapped his hands around my waist. I noticed that my teacher had her phone out ready to take a pic so she could send it to all the teacher's to tell them about me and Jeff. Great. Defeated by the social status of the school, I wrapped his hands around Jeff's neck and made him bend down so our lips were lining up with one another's. 'You ready?' Jeff mouthed to me. 'No.' Jeff brought his lips onto mine softly and it took me a few seconds to kiss him back. I feel the eyes burning into the back of my head and it bugged me. Like I wanted to kiss my best friend! I felt Jeff brush his tongue across my lip and I pulled back and looked at Jeff. Did he seriously just try to make out with me? Did he really? I turned around and looked at the class.
"Now, if your satisfied with the fact that we are dating, and we have proved ourselves to you, which we really didn't need to do, you can leave us alone." I sat down in my seat again and everyone else did eventually too. About a second later my phone went off. It's from Jace. Yay!
'What the hell was that about! Are you two really dating?'
'No Jace we're not. I did that to get everyone off our back. Why do you care anyway?'
'Because I wouldn't go out with you if you were dating him. Girlfriend or not.'
'Ok. I'll see you tonight.'
And that was the last thing I said to him. As for Jeff, there's nothing to talk about. He was forced to kiss me and being me, I'm not going to read into it that much. I got home and ran upstairs to my room. Fourty five minutes should be enought time to change since school ended at 4:45 I didn't get home until 5:25 due to the fact that my friends (girls) held me back to talk about the Jeff thing. I wasn't going to get too dressed up but I would at least change so he thought I at least cared a little bit. I had a Paramore t-shirt, a pair of skinny jeans that had tears on the front, and a pair of flats. Fun! I curled my brown hair and sat downstairs watching N.C.I.S. LA. Damn Callen is yummy!
"Dippity Doo!" God I hate my doorbell. Why 'dippity doo?' I mean really? I walked to the door and thrust it open.
"Hey Jace. Let me grab my purse." I walked back in the house and grabbed my converse purse with my pirates of the caribbean keychain. Favorite. Movie. Ever! Orlando Bloom is SO hot in that movie! I turned around to see Jace smiling. He followed me to my bedroom?
"Orlando is yummy?" Oh god. I forgot I wrote that on my mirror.
"Yeah, so what?"
"Am I yummy?" What the hell was this? Did he really have to ask me if he was yummy?
"Yeah pretty boy. Your yummy as hell."
"Well good." Jace wrapped his hands around my waist and the part of my skin that he touched sent sparks shooting through me. Oh god! Why do I feel like that just at his touch? I wrapped my arms around his neck and he smiled a little bit.
"What?"
"Oh nothing. I'm just thinking."
"About what?"
"You." He brought his lips to mine and everything around us, everything I've ever felt, every bad memory, every tear, every heartbreak, everything, it went away when he kissed me. He traced his tongue across my bottom lip and I opened up happily. He smelled like the setting sun, the waves on the ocean, mint, everything good in world really. Then he pulled away, a little too fast if you ask me. "You ready to go?"
