31 Days Of Dean

Lip Work

" Oh my god! Are you serious?" Casey laugh.

" Yes and the worst part is that my boss is taking it out of my check."

" So, how was the kiss?"

" Casey!"

" What? He's only been here for two days and your the first person to kiss him."

" It was okay. "

"Okay? That lip work was probally my best. " That familiar raspy voice said.

" Well I guess your best isnt the best."

" Fiesty." He wink and bust in front of me.

" You see. Arrogant like I told you." I turn to Casey.

" Arrogant with a nice ass."

I look at Casey shocked. " That's it I'm getting something from the vending machine."

After standing in the vending machine line I got my snacks and head to the table I usually sit.

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" Your an asshole."

" You seem like the type to like assholes."

He was pissing me off. Everything about him was pissing me off.

That unbelievaly cute smug smile that seem to always be on his face. The way that he got the attention of any girl that pass by or glance this way. Heck even some boys were checking him out.The way he talk to me as if he was in the womb with me. It makes me sick.

" You seem like the type to like their face smashed in." I said eyeing him.

" Siani!" Casey fake gasp then grin.

" Bad girl. We don't threaten people on their second day in school." She add.

" That's right ,Red. You have to play nice." He said putting emphasis on the nickname he'd given me.

I hate it maybe I should die my hair back to its natural color... I scowl at myself internally why would I change my hair because of a nickname?

"...we ran out. She was so fucking pissed. I thought she would have chased us all the way home." I hear Craig said. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't hear the story.

" Like I would waste my time on you fools."

" Hey, you didn't answer my question." Dean said looking in my direction.

"What question.?" I ask curiously. I don't remember him asking me anything.

" Are you...exotic?" He repeat the question from last night slwoly looking in my eyes.

I was so lost in his gaze that I didn't notice Eric coughing up his milk, or the milk splashing on my arm, nor did I notice that everyone at the table was staring at us.

It was like he was trying to read me. I wasn't having that I put on my best poker face.

His green eyes bore into mines. I don't know what was going on inside his head but I would have done anything to know.

His lips twitched and then he burst out laughing.

" Did you see her face?" He laugh.

He was just messing with me!

A scowl find its way to my face. Normally I have good patience considering I have a little brother with ADD, but Dean he was way too much for me. He's always messing with me...

" Do you like me or something?" I question bluntly making the table go shock at my question.

I mean its the only explainable reason why he's so...him.

I look away from Dean to see all the other occupants at the table staring at me with shocked apperance.

Oh god. I just fucking made a fool of myself. I thought as I feel my face heat up.

Dean's face was unreadable but then I notice the corner of his lips twitching.

That fucking jerk. I mentally curse.

Without another word or glance I got up and walk away. Why did I just freaking did that. Why would I even think he would like me. I'm not insecure or anything cause I know I'm 'hella' cute but I don't even look like his type and he isn't mines either.

I can't lie he was cute, heck he was sexy but once he opens his mouth its like I'm looking at a whole other person. Maybe if be changed his personality and stop smelling like weed he'd be...

What the bell am I thinking? I dont like dean even if he did suddenly turn mute I still wouldn't like him.

When I finally made it out the cafeteria I made my way to the bathroom.

Omg I'm a fucking cherry! I thought as I look at myself in the mirror.

With my red hair and the 'fabulous' shade of red I was rocking anyone could tell I was embarassed.

The bell for 4th period ring and I quickly wash my face to cool myself down.

When exiting the bathroom a hand grab my arm roughly, spin me around and slam me against the wall.

My eyes were wide and my breathing was uneven. I look up and see dean staring down at me.

Exactly what I needed.

He didn't say anything just stared at me with my arms pinned above my head.

" Do you need something?" I question nervously finding my voice. Why was I nervous?

He didn't say anything. He inched his face to mines slowly and when I realized what he was going to do I stopped breathing.

His lips touched mines leaving tingles. His lips were soft against mines putting me in a trance. He let go of my arms above my head and put one hand one the small of my back and the other cupping my face.

His cold hand on my face shocked me making me open my mouth. His tongue dart in and begin to dance with mines.

When did I start kissing him back? I don't know but I wasn't planning on stopping.

He was so intoxicating and like the greedy little bitch I was I reached for his head. My fingers tangled in his hair and pulled his face closer to mines if that was even possible.

Unwillingly a moan escape my lips. He pull back and his dark eyes lock with mines.

His eyes dart down to my lips, then back up to mines where they stare for what seem liked an eternity.

It's like he was looking for something.

" Your mine, red." He breath in my face as the final bell ring.