Mars? Yeah Right!

Chapter 4

4

                                                                         TWO WEEKS LATER

"...So I do the primary calculation to get the density, then add it to the mass of that to get the overall velocity of this ." I paused and looked up at Kevin. "Is that right?" He looked down at the page, then flicked a glance at me and nodded.

Yeah, nodded. That was all I got. Hell, that  was all I ever got for my endless, mind numbing scientific labourings. You'd think that after so many weeks of being thrust together in a room for two hideous, brain melting hours a day, Kevin and I would have some kind of  friendly chats, but nooo.

Instead I got glances, nods and the occasional grunt. As you can imagine, these charming attempts at communication made sure that the time I spent with Kevin remained the sole highlight of my otherwise humdrum summer.

NOT.

I swear, it was nothing short of a miracle that I'd lasted this long without attempting to commit suicide out of sheer frustration. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't looking for the guy to get down on one knee and recite Shakespear or anything. But it would've  been nice change to wake up in the morning and not have the first thing I think be, God please shoot me now! Shoot me so I don't have to waste my life trying not to murder this moron!

Plus, he kept on staring at me in this really annoying way, as if I had like, two heads or something. And every time I caught him doing it, he'd go the colour of a ripe tomato and look away again. I swear, you'd think I was after threatening to murder him.

Idiot.

 Now, we all know that when it comes to a difficult or uncomfortable situation, a person can only be pushed so far in any given time. Eventually, something is gonna send them over the edge.

Well, that nod did it. I snapped like a twig.

" Kevin!" I snarled. "Look at me!"

He jumped and whipped his head around to stare at me in confusion. "Huh?"

That stupid, baffled look! As if he had  no idea what he was doing!

I gripped the table hard in an effort to keep myself from lunging across it and attempting to gouge out those pretty blue eyes of his. I took a deep breath. And released my fury.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WE'VE BEEN DOING THESE TORTURE SESSIONS FOR TWO WEEKS AND YOU HAVEN'T EVEN TRIED TO HAVE A DEACENT CONVERSATION WITH ME!! HELL YOU HAVEN'T EVEN LOOKED AT ME!! I MEAN, DID I DO SOMETHING?! DO YOU HATE ME?! BECAUSE I'M SICK OF SITTING HERE LIKE AN EEJIT WHILE YOU STARE INTO SPACE!! AND IF YOU THINK-"

And right then, smack bang in the middle of my furious tirade, Kevin did the unthinkable:

He kissed me.

KISSED ME.

Me, the girl who doesn't even like being touched.

 I made it clear to you at the start of this book that I'm not one of those "hopeless romantic" type of girls. I mean, I've never sat with my friends having endless chats about my ideal wedding, I don't read chicklit and I'd rather die than spend hours waiting for The One to show up in my life.

But I'll tell you this: The moment Kevin's lips touched mine, I'm pretty sure I forgot to think.

I'm pretty sure I forgot to breathe.

This momentary lapse in mental prowess lasted for maybe 30 seconds before I came to my senses and pushed him away from me. And, of course, adorable fairy princess that I am, I did what any self-respecting girl would do in that situation.

I slapped him.

I caught him across the jaw with enough force to knock his head sideways. I don't think I could've spoken if I'd tried. My tongue seemed to be permanently glued to the roof of my mouth. I couldn't  believe  what had just happened.

We both sat in absolute silence, trying to stare each other out. Eventually Kevin spoke.

"I-I'm sorry. It's just-I really-I mean- I-" He sighed and closed his eyes for a few seconds. When he opened them again, they were filled with enough intensity to send every alarm bell in my head ringing in full force.

"Look. I'm really sorry if I've freaked you out, and I don't blame you for hitting me. You were just so mad- I guess I panicked a little. But that's not the reason why I kissed you."

At this point, I tried to speak, but my vocal chords seemed to be completely frozen. Which is why I was completely unprepared for what kevin said next.

"The truth is Aine....I like you. Will you go out with me?"

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T'sup? I know I've left this chapter on a teeny bit of a cliffhanger and to those of you who hate that sort of thing, I apologise profusely. But oh well, you'll just have to wait for chapter 5!

So. To business. Today's song is It's Not The End of the World by the competely amazing Lostprophets. I'd really like it if you gave it a listen (video on the side) as well as gave me some feedback on this chapter, as I'm fairly crap at lovey dovey scenes and need to be told whether or not I screwed this one up! Until next time remember: Read/Vote/Fan!