Jessa is a quiet straight A student and Isaiah is a popular jock. They're both from totally different worlds but something brings them together.
Will they get together? Or will they go back to their opposite ends?
Isaiah and I sat on the beach and looked out at the water.
"Wow." he breathed.
"What?" I asked, glancing at him.
"The ocean is so beautiful. I've always loved to sit and stare at it."
"Hmm." was the only thing that came out of my mouth.
"I could honestly sit here for hours." Suddenly Isaiah looked at me. He had a tiny dreamy smile on his face. "It's not every day you see something quite that beautiful."
A moment of awkward silence followed that sentence. Isaiah stared at me while I played with my hands uncomfortably.
I cleared my throat and looked away from him at the water. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him frown slightly and turned his head to look at the water, too.
My head felt kind of dizzy so I laid down on the sand.
"You alright?" He asked me as he looked back.
"I don't know. My head feels kind of weird." I said.
Isaiah said nothing but an amused grin appeared on his face.
I sat up quickly. "Isaiah, what the hell did you give me?"
He laughed out loud. "Not much, Jessa."
"What did you spike my Coke with? Or was that even Coke?" Nowadays you could never tell if what you were drinking was the actual thing.
"Yes, Jessa. Obviously. I just put a little rum in it."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why would you do that? You know I don't drink."
He sighed and looked down at the sand. "Do you want me to be honest?" He said and looked up at me again.
I glared at him. "Yes, I want you to be honest! You spiked my Coke with-"
Suddenly, in the span of about .5 seconds, Isaiah leaned over and kissed my lips hard.
When he pulled away, he looked me in the eyes. "That's why."
I stared at him, in complete shock. "What was that?"
He chuckled. "A kiss."
The thing I did next was totally against my control. I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him toward me. As I pressed my lips against his, he moved his whole body over mine, his hands on either side of my body, and also making me lay on the sand again.
Our kiss became more forceful, and his tongue rubbed back and forth on my bottom lip. I opened my mouth a little, and his tongue entered, colliding with mine.
I felt numb with excitement and my head felt fuzzy, not just from the rum.
Isaiah Sanders got me drunk so that he could kiss me. Imagine that.
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