Chapter 10
What have I just done?
Better yet why did I just kiss Damien in front of the whole school. An audience where they can take pictures of and post them online. Better yet my mother could see, I know this since I've seen my mother goes online to Facebook all the time.
Though I found kissing Damien was like kissing a frog. His lips weren't slime or slippery, they were foreign to me. This technically was my first kiss...
Oh my pears! I just had my first kiss with Damien Styles!
Oh wait, never mind that was my second first kiss. Or is it my first second kiss?
God, this is complicated.
Moving away from Damien after I departed my lips from his, I looked upon the crowd. Their expression was priceless and what I had expected. Eventually the crowd departed their own separate ways possibly gossiping on what just happened.
Seeing the uncertain expression Damien made me want to laugh, but instead I turned around and walked away.
Simple and easy.
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In my A.P French class I expected the rumor of me kissing Damien wouldn't have catch on to the class. Reason for this class is famous into turning anything they hear into a novella.
I'm not kidding.
Once I put my foot into that class their eyes immediately landed at me and begun to whisper to others. Instantly a great fear grew within me, what if they think I'm just an ordinary slut, just looking for some fun?
Each step I took towards my seat was painful their whispers seem to turn into screams in my ears. Once I sat in my seat, Mimi my elbow partner turned to give me a pestering look. Her red lipstick lips were about to open.
"Save it." I said putting my hand up in front of her caked face.
"Rude!" I just wanted to know if there needed corrections on the quiz." She said smiling her teeth showing a bit of red lipstick.
"You something on your lips." I told her as I turned back to pay attention to Mr.Kadmirir, our A.P french teacher. on the corner of my eye I saw Mimi cheeking her teeth with her pink glittery blue compact mirror. I've noticed oddly that some students were dressed up.
As I mean dressed up as in witches, goblins, werewolves, don't get me going with the faeries and princesses. They were dressed up in a whole different level, God how can their parents let them dressed up like that.
One word I can only describe the "magical faeries and princess"
Can you guess what word it is?
You got it.
Slut.
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Being home alone was much scarier as I had anticipate, Darkness flooded the house.
Here I was making chocolate chips cookies, listening to indie pop music, and reading a novel.
Such a typical day for a lonely teenage girl, who's mother seemed to abandoned her, the girl who's now called a slut at school.
It's all thanks to Damien Styles...
Styles...
Harry Styles, that seems more like it.
The rappid knocking on my door, almosy made me dropped the platter of hot cookies.
Who the hell can that be?
Harry Styles?!
I almost bolted the door open when I noticed it was him...
Harry Styles!
Just kidding it was Damien, that one bad boy I kissed and liked it.
"What do you want now?" I asked impatiently I was dying to go back to gobbled up all those cookies.
"Want to go?" he said.
"Go where?"
"Trick or treat?" he said in confusion.
"Wait what?"
"Happy Halloween, girlfriend"
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!
Activity # 1
Yes, short but next will be LONGER!
If you could go any anywhere any place in the world where would that be? And Why?
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