Sorry in advance for all the part 2s.
(^~^)"I need to tell you something." Lucas says in a careful voice.
Before you left for Chicago, I thought Riley was the missing piece to my life. But, when you left, something was missing and I would lie awake in bed trying to figure it out what the missing puzzle piece was. Now that I'm here, I finally know who that piece is."
He makes a move and puts his arm around me and pulls me close to him. He leans for a kiss but I dodge it and I smack him.
"What the heck! I have a boyfriend! Plus I'm not interested." I yell
He looks at me all sad. I feel so guilty.
"Fine, I guess..." I say before he moves his lips onto mine.
Our lips magically sync to each other and I go into a trance. After I snap out of it, I push him away violently and ran all the way back to my room.
"What happened peaches?" Riley ask
"Nothing, nothing at all." I reply
"Are you su..."
"Yes! I'm perfectly fine" I yell out
"Ok! Geez!" She yells back
"Lets go girls." Smakle says
They leave and I face plant onto the bed. I feel weird about the kiss. Actually, I don't know how how I feel about the kiss. Anyway, I get hungry, so I go down to the snack bar to get something to eat. I sit down and Hopalong walks in and sits next to me.
"You hungry?" He asks flirtatiously
"Yeah, duh!" I say acting like I don't care
"Ok."
He picks me up, puts me on the wall in a position where I can't move and kisses me. I try to push him away, but he is too strong and such a pervert. We end up kissing for half an hour, until I feel weak. He picks me up and takes me to my room and puts me,in my bed.
"Good night my angle." He says
I fall asleep
Hey guys! Hope you all enjoyed this part. I just want to let u guys know that this fanfic may get a bit mature. If you don't like this kind of stuff, I suggest that u find something else. Don't forget to suggest stuff in the comments!
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Maya: My Chicago Journal
FanfictionMaya, a teenage girl moves from New York to Chicago, and faces extreme change. Find out how she handles it in "Maya: My Chicago Journal"