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Chapter 3: Physics and Kisses, Day 1

||Chet||
"You don't get it Sam, he's been trying to get into my pants for a year now and it's been for a year because I've stayed clear of him. But now he has a damn good reason to be around me all the time." I complained.

"He's going to get to me and take the one thing I actually don't mind having at this age. My virginity is in jeopardy." I added. "Chet don't be like that, you're a stubborn kid, you won't let him get to you okay." Sam said reassuringly.

"But he's so fucking...ugh...he's attractive." I groaned in annoyance. "Wow you're weak, you're virginity is gone." Darryl said. Samantha nudged him in his ribs making him whimper. "Darryl is an idiot, don't listen to him. You'll be okay Chet it's only three months."

"That's eighty-four days guys, it's too long. I won't survive." I said, groaning again. "You know what Chet?" Sam started. I looked up at her to see the annoyed look on her face. "What?" I asked. She got up and so did Darryl. She walked to me and bent down to my ear.

"Get. Over. It." She whispered before leaving with Darryl. I groaned before running my hand through my hair in frustration. I looked down at the design for our bridge. It looked complicated but I knew how to build it and how long it would take.

I grabbed my clutch pencil and made notes on how I could better the bridge and other technical stuff. After about two minutes I felt a hand on my back. Usually I would've jumped but I was too tired to do so.

I looked to my left to see Holton sitting beside me with a smile. Not being able to resist it I smiled back weakly before looking back at my drawing. I didn't have the energy to be stubborn today.

"What no hi or rude comment?" He teased. "I'm tired Holton, I spent all night trying to get the design perfect and it's still not." I said. "Well someone's a little OCD." He said putting his arm around my shoulder.

Usually I would've shrugged out of his hold or something but again, I didn't have the energy to be stubborn. I leaned against him with my eyes closed. I could feel his cool minty breath fanning my face.

"I'm so tired." I whined as I held his wrist and pulled his arm from my shoulder to my chest. "Want me to drive you home?" He asked. I shook my head weakly. "I have to finish the design." I said lowly.

"Oh c'mon Brineston we have three months to finish it." He reassured. "But I don't want to spend three months with you." I slurred as if I were drunk. "Tell you what, I'll finish the sketch and you can sleep okay, I won't mess up, I'll come through okay?" He said.

I looked at him with one open eye and saw the genuine look on his face.  I sighed tiredly and closed my eye again. "Fine." I said. "Is it fine if we go to my place?" He asked. I nodded tiredly. "But if you try anything, I'll have your head." I threatened lowly.

"Alright Mr Decapitate." He said as he packed my stuff for me. After some seconds I felt myself being hoisted in the air and I knew then that he was carrying me like I was a princess.

At this stage I was really too tired to protest, so I just let it be.
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I woke up around midnight feeling way rested than I'd ever felt. I looked too my left and realized that I was at Holton's house. I also realized that there wasn't an empty space like there was yesterday.

I looked to my right to see him sleeping soundly. He looked so cute sleeping, like if he could walk around sleeping he would look like less of an asshole.

I then went on to check if he tried anything and there were no traces of it. He kept space between us. But this would've been the perfect time to get in me. Why didn't he?

I mean maybe it would've been rape but it's only rape if you have to use force and I guess I'd let him do it to me. I'm weak, especially when it comes to him.

I decided to get up and finish the sketch so I did. I walked to his table and saw three papers mine, untouched or tinkered, just the way I left it. The second one was a replica of mine with added things. And the third one was a completely different design very pretty though.

I looked at the bed which one of the baddest boys in my grade was sleeping in. I know anyone can draw a bridge and copy but he had necessary and accurate calculations.

It was better than mine.

Something of Holton's better than my own? I looked at him before smiling. He came through, just like he said he would. I walked to the bed and leaned over him before giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.

He deserves it.
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