The New Girl

This Could Not Get Any Worse

After storming off from A-hole, angry at all, I went into the lunch hall, looking for Jemi.

She was talking to someone else when I spotted her.

I walked up to them. "Hey Jemi, and..."

"Bree, meet Florida. Florida, Bree." Jemi introduced.

"Oh. Hey." I said, uninterested as ever.

"Hi! I would've said, 'I'm Florida' but that'd just be stupid and all so, Hi!" She rambled, overenthusiastically.

"Bye." I said and stormed off, dragging Jemi in tow with me.

I pulled Jemi with me out of the canteen.

"Rude! Why'd you do that? You could've tried to be nice!" She scolded me.

I looked at her a second. I sighed. "I'm sorry. I just feel really angry right now. Like really aggravated. I just feel like going boxing! I wanna punch someone!"

"Ooh. Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today. Are you in that time of the month when mother nature punishes us girls?" She attempted to joke.

My eyes widened. "Oh no." I can't believe this is happening! Did anyone see me?! I started freaking out, self conscious and all when I realized I was on that time of the month.

"You really are?!? And you're here??!? Come on! We need to go to the ladies room!"

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After changing- I luckily had an extra pair of pants in my car so Jemi got it out for me -we ran into one of the male teachers and had to explain why we were out of class. Let's say that was a pretty awkward situation.

Right now. School just ended. You have no idea how I felt when I heard the final bell.
Hallelujah!

I sighed. I dreaded the journey to my car. Let's just say that my class was at the other side of school.

I started my journey to the car park. There were few deserted classrooms with few people littering the hallways.

Suddenly, I felt myself being pulled into a deserted hallway. My heart beat accelerated rapidly as the person walked us further in. I opened my mouth to shout but the person covered it with their hand.

I was pushed against a locker. Not so hard but not so gentle either. I squeezed my eyes tight. The person removed his- guessing its a guy from how large his hands are and his tight grip on me -hand from my mouth and before I got the chance to see who he was, his lips came crashing down on mine.

I was stuned.

For a second, my mind went blank. Then I realized what was happening.

Oh my goodness! A complete stranger is kissing me! Complete stranger with such soft lips! Why am I thinking about soft lips when someone might be about to rape me?!??!

My stomach felt like butterflies were flying all arround. I felt sparks as he kissed me. My body as literally ignited. It was an angry kiss. Like the kiss was supposed to transmit how angry he felt. Though let me just tell you he was one hell of a kisser.

He pulled away a brief second.

"Kiss me..." He whispered before his lips descended on mine again, harder this time. Forceful too.

He kissed me persistently, and slowly, I kissed him back. More and more.

His lips tasted like marshmallows. The butterflies in my stomach multiplied just then. It was bliss. He slowed his pace too so we'd be at the same pace.