13: Bae and I... Made Mouth Love?
                              There were two thoughts that kept going round and round in my head as I stepped into the living room, and kicked off my worn sneakers. The first one was simple: Why in the world would Blaze kiss me? The second, the most logical: Sweet Baby Jesus, Blaze was a magician with his lips.
                              I wasn't really complaining about the first one. It wasn't like I didn't like the kiss; it was okay, more than okay, the way he just leaned down all frank and casual. It was just like, why? Why me, why now, and why not Vanessa who would have been more than happy to exchange saliva with him?
                              Okay, gross.
                              I didn't mean to think about Vanessa and saliva.
                              Sorry.
                              But it was something I wouldn't have really expected--considering that Blaze was such a handsome, popular guy, and I was such a nobody. But again, I wasn't complaining. The novelty of his lips on mine just hadn't worn off yet... Probably never will.
                              I picked up my shoes, and seeing that Mom was no longer in the kitchen, I climbed the stairs. I faintly heard the TV upstairs, and the fainter sound of someone on the phone. Lifting my feet up the steps tiredly, I made a slow pace toward my room, but was quiet enough not to disturb Mom's conversation.
                              I felt a little inexperienced, too. I can admit that. The kiss was nice, but since I never kissed anyone before, I wasn't sure how to do it. Did the kiss even feel nice to him? Could he tell that I didn't do these things on the regular? I tried to sum up a picture of his face after, but I couldn't remember.
                              I gripped the stair's railing. Oh, God, the insecurities. My kiss was probably as bad as my social life. 
                              "You probably weren't that bad, Mara," I told myself aloud, hopeful. Willing it, almost, into existence.  "Maybe a little slow to catch on, maybe a little lost... but not that bad."
                              Eager to rest, I hopped over the last two steps, went to my room, and closed the door. 
                              * * *
                              Shay: I was watching Forrest Gump the other day
                              Candice: So?
                              Me: So?
                              Shay: SO, you weirdos 
                              Shay: I've come to the conclusion
                              Shay: that Forrest is my new bae.
                              Me: Why?
                              Shay: Natural selection. I should choose somebody who is physically able. You know, as a mate... You ever seen Forrest run?
                              Candice: Yeah...
                              Shay: Well, he was GONE in the movie. Zip. Fast as lightning. Gone.
                              Shay: Physically able to the fullest. Husband material.
                              Me: You're a joke, Shay. Haha
                              Candice: Ew.
                              Candice: Sharon, I'm deleting you from the chat
                              Shay: What?
                              TheSharonator was kicked out of the chat.
                              Me: Lol
                              Me: I can't believe you really kicked her out.
                              Candice27 is typing...
                              Instant messaging was a blessing. Ice cream was also a blessing, and I ate out of a small bowl as I watched Candice type up something. My TV was on, and my window was open, and I was still in my workout outfit.
                                      
                                  
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The Nerd and The Jock - LT Fanfic
FanfictionTemara Lansing is just an ordinary teenager. Like any other girl at North High School, she wants to be pretty, popular, and accepted. Nicolas "Blaze" Bourgeois, on the other hand, has it all. He is the most popular guy in school. Striking, handsome...
