"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans. ― Allen Saunders"
Chapter twenty-one:
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November 11th, 2013. - Monday Morning.
Princeton walked down the hallway with Rayna in his arms, I watched in disgust as he kissed Rayna.
I rolled my eyes crossing my arms over my chest.
Princeton walked by me looking my way but I kept my eyes on Emery.
I felt Princeton's eyes burn into me, but I continued to ignore him.
"Okay, what did he do now?"
"He kissed me!"
"He what?!"
"He kissed me Em!"
"When?!"
"Sunday. We were arguing then the next thing I know his tongues down my throat!"
"He made the first move?"
"Yes." I groaned leaning on the lockers.
"How was it?"
"It was really good." I groaned slapping my hands over my face.
"Better than Colton?"
"Way better than Colton."
"Em, I can't even look at him. Like that wasn't suppose to happen!"
"Well it did, but relax it's not like he confessed his love to you or anything." Emery said slamming her locker shut.
"Yeah, you're right." I said pushing myself off the lockers.
"I'll see you at lunch." I said walking towards my first hour. I walked into my first hour ignoring the glares, the looks from Princeton. I slid into my seat silently thanking God Princeton didn't sit here today. I might have just lost it.
I don't know why I liked it, but I did. I liked it so much I wouldn't mind doing it again.
This time I was sober and believe me when I say this it was one hundred times better the second time.
I licked my lips, thinking about Princeton's lips on mine.
I shook the thoughts out of my head tapping my fingers on my desk.
I couldn't focus on the work today, my mind was everywhere.
Little Adrianna was having a field day in my stomach, kicking and moving all over the place.
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11:30 am. - Lunch.
I sat at the lunch table with Emery pushing my food around the tray.
"Maybe you should talk to him about it, he keeps looking at you."
I turned around, catching Princeton's stare. Princeton stared at me while he silently moved his mouth.
I raised my eyebrow not understanding what Princeton was saying.
I turned around in my chair, and that's when I felt a cold liquid hit the top of my head and down my white tee shirt, it was fruit punch.
I gasped jumping out of my seat glaring at Rayna.
"Are you crazy?!!" I shouted.
Rayna laughed, clenching her stomach.
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