Falling

Chapter 9 - Lets Meet Tyler

It's clearly Amy, and right now I couldn't care less because I haven't done shit.
I carry on listening to music and mind my own business.
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This school is having some mixed emotions, worse then me on my period. One days it's actually cool and people seem kind but the next, everyone is an annoying dickhead and all I want to do is cry or punch some bitch in the tit. No inbetween.

I wasn't actually expecting this, but Amy comes up, and has a massive go at me for kissing and hanging out with Bryson.
Woah. Woah. Woah.
Where the fuck did this idea come from????
Kissing? And what if I hang out with him? Is he not allowed to have friends? And why the fuck does she have the right to get involved if they're not even together anymore.

She's just jealous I guess because Bryson hates her now and all she wants is forgiveness and him back. Too bad. Not happening.

"You're his ex. Not his girlfriend. Get over it, he's allowed to be with other people you selfish bitch." I complain at Amy.
Right then she rolls her eyes and I think she must have noticed that infact, yes, I was right, so she turns around and begins to walk, but no, then she turns back around and starts coming at me with some bitch slap. Which I manage to avoid, with my powerful quick reflexes, bitch can't get me. And I walk away.
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Quickly, I explain what happened with Amy to Tiff before we get home and have to desperate. She's seems awfully interested, I've noticed that Tiffany is the type of girly gossip girls. Usually I hate that type but she's the fucking best I promise you.

Eventually we get to each other's houses and go inside.

I've been texting Bryson quite a lot recently, and he even introduced me to his friend Tyler, who is really funny. Once again he wanted to meet me and I'm not doing anything important today, so I thought why not.

This time Tyler joins us so that I can actually meet him in person, because you know, interacting is a lot better than technological shit.

"Yo." Tyler greets me.
"Hi, so I'm Naomi, like you know me but now you actually know me." I simper at him.
"Don't worry, she's just a little bit dumb," Bryson comes in and laughs "how've you been gorgeous anyway?"
"Good good. Let's go to the park."
So we pace to the little kids park at the top of the lake and slowly being acting like children. It's like ever since me and Bryson have been hanging out, I don't really think about my problems as much or even any negativity. Maybe it's a sign that I should hang out with him more often, and of course I wouldn't mind that, he's a great guy, nice, funny, confident and so shitting gorgeous.

After playing about for 1 hour and getting to know each other more, Tyler has to go home, so it's just me and Bryson left.

"Maybe I should go home too?" I suggest, because it's getting kind of dark anyway.
"No stay,  please. I like spending time with you." His lips speak out, they look so soft, I can't even imagine how they'd feel. Fuck. I only just realised I'm staring at his lips.
"Erm, yeah, yeah, okay I'll stay."
"You know what?"
"What?" I question in wonder.
Then he leans in to kiss me, Bryson, Bryson wants to kiss me, I want to stop but it seems so good to me.
It's slow, soft, steady, smooth and sexy. This guy can kiss. My ex kissed like a fucking fish. Bryson kisses like a pornstar, like a pro I'm not even joking.

That was perfect. The kiss lasted what felt like around a minute. Soon I lean back out and our faces are really close and eyes looking directly at each other's. It seems as if I'm in a movie right now.
"You're a good kisser, I didn't know if you'd want to kiss me, but I've been craving it ever since we met." Bryson explains, I'm surprised, happy, going crazy. I wouldn't understand why he'd kiss me anyway.