After Mariah had dropped me off back at my house. I ran inside, and up the stairs. I opened my closet doors, and started searching for what I was looking for. I couldn't get Mr. Scott out of my head. Those piercing blue eyes, and blonde hair, that jawline for God's sake he was honestly one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. My phone ringing snapped me back to reality, and I quickly answered it not sure how long it had been ringing.
"Hello?" I asked a little exasperated.
"Hey bitch!" Mariah said from the other line. I rolled my eyes.
"Didn't I just see you?" I asked putting her on speaker so I could observe some more outfits.
"Yes, but I miss you." She said.
"What do you need?" I asked.
"What are you doing? You sound really far away." She said.
"Oh I'm just trying to get my outfit together for tomorrow." I replied.
"For Mr. Scott?" She asked.
"No." I snapped back she started laughing.
"Will told me what you did in sixth period after you left." She said. "Pretty ballsy." She added.
"Well he was being a total dick. I had to come up with something." I replied moving farther into my closet.
"Okay so the real reason I called was to ask if I was picking you up for school tomorrow?" She asked.
"No I think I'm going to drive myself tomorrow." I replied back.
"Babe I can barely hear you." Mariah said I walked closer to the phone.
"No I'm driving myself tomorrow." I said then went back towards the back of my closet.
"Oh fine, you don't love me anymore?" She whined.
"Mariah I really don't have time for this right now." I called since I was way in the back, and my phone was in the front.
"You don't even want to talk to me anymore." She cried I walked back over to my phone.
"Look I love you, you know I do, but I really have to go right now." I said not giving her time to reply before hanging up. I quickly walked away from my phone, and went back to where I had stopped looking at my clothes. I heard my phone ringing again, and walked over to it annoyed. "Mariah I told you I don't have time right now!" I barked into the phone not really meaning to be that mean, but since I wasn't finding what I was looking for, and I was starting to get annoyed it came out a lot meaner than I meant for it to.
"Pretty sure I'm not Mariah, and I'm also pretty sure that's not how you should talk to me." His sexy voice said. I looked down at my phone.
"How did you get my number?" I asked in a less harsh tone than a minute ago. He chuckled.
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Forbidden Desires
Novela JuvenilSelena Smith is starting her junior year of high school. Long black hair tan skin, fit, captain of the Cheer squad, and Volleyball team. On the outside she seems just like your average teenager. What happens when there's a new teacher, and all the g...