Jesslyn's POV.
I gasp, jumping back and turning the lights on. There was Jackson, with my bright pink lipstick smeared across his lips and a bit on his face.
"What the bloody hippopotamuses do you think you are doing?" I fume.
"Turn the lights off." Jackson pleads. "My head hearts."
"I don't care about your stupid head. A-are you out of your mind?!" I yell, severely pissed and shocked and um... yeah, pissed.
He shrugs. Like it was nothing at all.
"Luke got pulled into something. He sent me to... entertain you." Jackson says, smirking.
"And is this how you entertain people?" I ask him angrily.
"Well, that depends." He shrugs, a smirk plastered on his face. "Are you entertained?"
"No!" I huff in annoyance. Oh my poor lips. Who knows where that thing's mouth has been? Ew.
"Are you sure?" He asks. "You seemed pretty entertained."
"I.....You....Ugh....." I stutter. "This.... It...." With my fists clenched, I storm out, leaving him there smirking.
"I swear, one day, I will wipe that smirk off you face, you asshole!" I spit at him before slamming the door behind me, rushing to get out of this stupid place.
Next day
"So I kinda just left." Rae explains to me and Abi, as we sit on Abi's bed the next morning.
"Oh." Was all I could say. I am sill disgusted by yesterday. My lips taste weird. I quickly jump off Abi's bed, to the bathroom. I grab a new toothbrush from the cabinet and put a whole heap of toothpaste on it, before ferociously brushing my mouth. Yes, ferociously.
"Okay, what the hell? This is the second time you've done that today." Rae says, staring at me like weirdo, leaning on the door. I ignore her, finish brushing my teeth, before I go back to them. I can't get the taste out of my mouth. Ew
"Explain." Abi says sternly, and I groan.
"I... I kissed.... IkissedJacksonbyaccidentitwasamistakeiswearigotconfusedandewwww" I rant, squeezing my eyes, trying to get the image out of my mind.
"Whoa, slow down tiger. Explain slowly" Rae says, making me sigh.
"Well, everything was going fine..."I explain. ".....And then I stormed out of the room."
"Whoa. What was it like? Is he a good kisser?" Rae asks, and I glare at her.
"Well, some night you had!" Abi laughs, making me groan and fall back on the bed, covering my face with a cushion.
"Oh cheer up! What about going out for lunch to make you feel better? My treat?" Abi asks. I nod glumly, getting off the bed with Rae.
Monday
It's been three days since the incident and I have avoided Jackson at all costs, because every time I see him, I want to go puke, knowing the fact his lips were on mine for way too long than I would have ever liked- which is zero seconds
I haven't seen Luke either. Maybe Jackson told Luke about.... ew... the ... kiss. Note to self; kill Jackson. Maybe Luke thinks I'm a skank or something. God I hate Jackson
It's Monday, and my first actual school day starts today. I'm actually super dooper excited to be honest.
I've waited for like three years to get in, and now I'm finally here! I make my way to room 468, for maths. The maths bit is what I'm not looking forward to.
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Mr Player, Mr Popular and I
Teen FictionMeet Jesslyn McCarthy. Not a complete good girl, she has her fair share of tales to shares, but nothing too intense. And definitely not a nerd (not with her much attention needed maths grades!). Her plan for the new year was to focus on her swimming...
