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?
           That evening, I was laying in bed, in shorts and a tanktop (my usual sleeping attire) reading a book when Isaiah poked his head in my door.
           "Hey you." He said, giving me his usual lopsided grin.
           "What do you want?" I asked, not lifting my head up but instead staring at him out of the corner of my eye.
           He snorted. "That's no way to greet someone you're going on a date with."
           I rolled my eyes. "This is the usual me. Get used to it. "
           "Well, then, Sassypants, can I come in?"
           I sighed as if it was a huge issue. "I guess if you really need to."
           He chuckled as he walked in and plopped down on the edge of my bed making it and me bounce a little.
           "Um, excuse me but did I invite you to sit on my bed?" I said, pretending to be irritated.
           He started to speak but I cut him off. "No, I did not, so get off."
           He grinned mischievously. "Make me."
           I raised an eyebrow as I sat up, dropping my book. "I will." I said, struggling to keep a grin off my face. I pushed his back with my hands but he didn't budge. "Get off, Isaiah." I whined.
           He let out a Ha! before turning around and grabbing both of my wrists.
           I yelped, as I was caught off guard, and he leaned over me, pushing my body backwards until my back hit the blankets on my bed.
           He continued to move over me, keeping his head close to my body. As his face moved over my neck, up towards my face, I could feel his hot breath and goosebumps began to rise on my skin.
           I shivered and he stopped moving as a smirk played up on his lips.
           Then he moved his mouth closer to my neck and began kissing my skin.
           I held my breath and my body got tense.
           He could feel it and he moved his face away, and looked up at my face. "Are you okay?"
           "I don't know." I mumbled.
           He moved his head up so that his face was directly over mine. "What do you mean? Is this okay?"
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           "I don't know." I mumbled again, quieter this time.
           He moved his body off of me and sat down on my bed. "Whats wrong?"
           "I don't know how to--"
           "How to what?" He grinned. He knew exactly where this was going.
           I felt my face get hot. "I don't know how to do this whole thing." I mumbled, looking down at my hands.
           "Making out and getting...freaky?" He chuckled as he said the last word.
           I nodded and felt my face get hot.
           I could feel Isaiah move his body closerto me and then I could feel his hot breath beside my ear. "That's okay. That just means I'm your first and I like the thought of that. I can teach you some things." He whispered.
           If my face wasn't bright red before, it sure was now.
