Ok, so my best friend hates this guy but I think someday they'll end up together.
Present Karla: I know you're mad but you'll thank me later.
Future Karla: You're welcome.
If you want you can just substitute "Karla" for your name and "Jeremy" for your crushes name.
Karla's P.O.V
Walking down the hall I wave to a few friends and mumble some 'hi's and 'hey's here and there.
This sucks, I hate that this year they gave me a locker on the end hallway, the lonely hallway that no one ever uses.
There are literally 5 people besides myself who have lockers there, and they're all guys.
One of those guys in particular gets on my nerves everyday of the week, I hate him. I don't know why, maybe cause he's annoying or maybe because he thinks he's all that.
Jeremy.
Finally I arrive at my locker and promptly open it. Do I have Geometry homework? I might. I stuff the notebook into my bookbag. Anatomy? No. History? Nope. English? Oh yeah. Into my bookbag you go.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and nearly scream.
"Ahh," I turn around "oh it's you, what could you want?" I mumble the last part.
"Jeez rude much?" He says closing his locker and walking even closer to me.
"Anyway, we're partners for the Geometry project? Where do you want to meet up?" He says smirking.
"Mr. Lesley hasn't posted the partner list yet, he said he'd do it until Wednesday, today is Monday. Sorry maybe it's for another class?" I say and start to walk away from him.
"Ah see I knew you wouldn't believe me which is why I took a picture, " he says pulling out his phone from his back pocket "he posted it early it's also due on Friday. "
"What?!" I whisper-shout, while speed walking to my math teachers class.
As I arrive I see a paper posted on his door.
Please. Please. Please. PLEASE.
And sure enough there it is.
Karla...........................Jeremy
Due Friday 12/18/15
Well I'm screwed.
"Fine where are we meeting?" I ask him, why would he follow me all the way over here?
"My house? " he smiles. If only I could slap that stupid cute smile off his face. No not cute, disgusting.
"Whatever." I say and walk away. I knew where his house was. And I didn't care, I was showing up at 4:00 if he wasn't there I was doing this project by myself and saying he didn't cooperate. Done.
*****
After dropping my stuff off at home and doing my everyday, after school stuff, I decided to get ready.
"Mom, I have this project due and I have to work on it with Mrs._______'s son. Can I go, now?" I say quickly.
"Ok be home by 8 your dad comes home at 9 you better be here before then. "
I curtly nod and proceed to walk out the door.
During the short 10 minute walk I listen to music.
When I get to his house I walk up the driveway and knock on the door.
He opens the door and smirks.
"So, you made it." He chuckles when he sees me glare at him, so I flip him off.
He just shakes his head and chuckles before gesturing at me to come in.
I walk in to his living room before realizing I have no idea where to go.
"Nice living room, your mom does a good job keeping it clean. I wonder how she does that with you living here." I say tuurning around to face him.
"I'll have you know I'm a very clean person. My room is the cleanest room in this house, it's probably cleaner than your room, wanna see?" He says. I doubt it's clean.
"Okay, sure why not?" I nod for him to show me the way.
He starts walking up some stairs, I follow.
He opens one of the doors on the right side of the hallway. He points inside as I catch up to him.
It's not even clean, maybe its just this part of his room.
I am about to look in when suddenly he pushes me in.
What the f*ck.
I turn around just in time to see him lock the door and walk in with a smirk on his face.
Okay, so this is where I die.
"What are you doing? Please don't kill me, i'm to young to die. Atleast let me call my mom and tell her I love her." I say backing away from him.
"I'm not gonna kill you, I want to try something" he says taking a few more steps towards me until our chests are touching.
My heart stops as he gazes down at my lips then back up at my eyes.
"Let me just try, if you don't like it you can stop me. Okay?" He slightly whispers.
"I-I umm..I" I try to say something, but nothing comes out so I for some reason nod.
He presses his lips to mine and leaves them there for second. He pulls away.
"May I continue?" He asks worridly.
I don't know what comes over me but I quickly press mine back on his, he smiles into the kiss. Soon after that we are laying in bed having a make out session. Forget the project, it can wait.
Why did I hate him in the first place?
