One Kiss

Chapter Two: That Is So Not The Point!

Cynthia eyed me, giving me that look a hawk would give it's prey. I just stared at her wide eyed. "What just happened?'

" I have no idea myself." Cynthia resumed giving me the look, and being Cynthia that look happened to be intimidating. What a gossip shark my friend was! Just then, as if the gates of heaven have been opened themselves the bell rang for class. Saved by the bell! Happily I flowed with the cluster of students, losing Cynthia along the way. I thanked the greater forces for having her placed in a different sixth period as me... But that means...

Music 101, a class relatively all tenth and eleventh graders took. I took it because at my old school I took choir. I transferred here in ninth grade, and my music teacher requested I had to be in this class. It was a great program. Except for the fact Vermont had the same class. I mentally cursed myself and continued to room 149, down on the first floor of the massive school. When I walked in, I was bombarded with the scent of cinnamon that Mr.Fer burns. I breathed it in...Glancing around the classroom, I noticed no one was here. Thank You! I did a once over of the class I would miss over Christmas break... On the wall, music posters were taped, mostly of famous bands. There were no desks just chairs and tables, and the walls were the traditional white. The instruments were in the left corner of the room, rows of cubbies made for them on the wall. To the right, was Mr. Fer's desk . It was empty! Sighing in relief I paced down the rows of tables trying to decode where to sit.

Moments later, students filed in, discussing Christmas plans, and how they should,"hang" later. Mostly girls were in this class, but a majority of guys were in it. I was at my loner table, like usual when the final bell rang. Mr. Fer flew in and set his things on his desk. Right behind him was Vermont, and I visible shrunk. His footsteps made me wince. Two blonds from another table saw him coming my way and glanced at me, eyes widening after our little episode. Oh no. Don't do it Vermont. Turn back now. A chair was yanked from under my table, and Vermont sat in front of me, smirking lightly. I squeezed my eyes shut. Don't say a word to me.. don't!

" Hey."

I didn't respond, hoping he'd get the message and leave. Being the persistent bugger he is, he continued on. "Rai." I didn't say anything, staring at Mr.Fer rather than him. Being the day we get out for Christmas, Mr.Fer, the middle aged bald man, could care less what we did as long as we were quiet. Vermont surprised me by grabbing my hand, that use to be cupping my chin.

I gasped, and tried to pull it away unsuccessfully. The guy was pretty strong. His amber eyes glared into my light green ones with a weird intense feeling,almost daring me to look away. He leaned forward, hovering over my face. I was scared. Well no.. Surprised. What was he doing? Vermont just stayed there, hot breath tickling my cheek before finally, moving his face over to my ear before whispering words I wouldn't forget.

"Its for revenge." Then he turned my face to kiss him, once again. I couldn't stop it. It happened almost in slow motion, his perfect soft pink lips meeting mine in a warm embrace. I wanted to stop... but what if I didn't? Then.. Too soon he pulled away, standing up in one abrupt motion and left the class. What did he mean by revenge? Did he know about my heartbreak? Or was he simply getting me back on the kiss? If so why would he? Then I thought something, that had nothing to do with anything. That boy sure does like his dramatic exits....

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So! It's improved kinda! I took a fans advice, soo I hope you like :D