Scott: You were walking to class when you were pulled into a warm body, but it want just anybody, it was Scott; the boy who you'd been sneakily glancing at since 8th grade. You didn't know but he liked you just about as much as you did him, if not more.
"What're you doing?" You asked shocked he had pulled you like that.
"I need to talk to you about something," he whispered looking straight into your eyes. "Is something wrong? Oh my- did someone die?" You gulped not knowing what he was about to say that could cause you being yanked into him right before you were about to step into class. "No. No! Nothing like that, it's just..." He mumbled something unintelligible that I didn't understand.
"Do you want to try that again…” you asked cautiously noticing his odd behavior all of a sudden.
"Uh, I-I just wanted to s-say that I-" he stopped talking as he had cupped your cheeks in his hands while pressing his lips to yours. Never having had experience of this sort before, you smiled pulling away to look up at his towering figure. He took that as a sign to peck your lips one last time before walking you back to class.
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