Taliana POV
His warm breath skimmed over my neck and before i could realise, he was sitting so close to me, our shoulders touching.
Hundred thoughts raced through my mind. My heart beats raced. I pushed my chair closer to Lisa, away from him. That did not stop him though. In fact, that ass only scooted closer to me. I could see he was enjoying this by the smirk plastered on his face.
Fuck him.
" Do you mind? Because i do. " i asked slowly, gritting my teeth with anger. i was doing my best to control my anger and not explode in the middle of oldie's class.
" What do you mean? " he asked, confused, and coming so close to me that i could hear and feel every breath he was taking.
I roll my eyes before pointing to the invisible distance between us. He chuckled softly before adding," Not at all, sweetheart ".
Needless to say that my heart did a flip-flop upon the nickname. But, i have to get hold of myself. I know these types of boys to trap innocent girls, lure them, use them and throw them like trash. I refuse to be part of them. Such types of boys consider girls as tissue paper. Use and throw.
You know what i think ?
Girls are like fruits. Each has its own unique colour, its form, its fragrances and taste. The only problem is that men, they like fruit salad. They like to taste all but never to prefer only one of them.
I just shrugged on his response and tried to concentrate on what oldie was talking. When he realized that i was not planning on answering him, he continued in a husky and deep voice, making my insides melt like jelly bean.
" i'm Aaron. Aaron Black. " Ohh , so his name is Aaron.
" Glad to know " i replied, my words laced with sarcasm.
Hold on, i forgot to tell an important detail about me. I speak three fluent languages.
One: English
Two: Swearing
Three: Sarcasm.
I'm awesome, right.
" Fiesty, i like it, Miss Taliana Xander"he replied again fanning his cold breath near me before licking his tongue on his lips, making me gasp. I took a minute to recover.
" How do you know my name? " i asked, curiously.
"I have my contacts, sweetheart " he said, giving me his signature smirk.
" Whatever the fuck " i swore angrily. Why the heck is he tiring me on the very first day of school?
I decided to concentrate on what oldie was saying regarding a group project. Seriously? Who gives a project work on the very first day of a class. Is he mad or what?
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ssssssoooo..... hello again.
It's been quite a while since my last update and sorry for that.
MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR 2017 ( i know i am late xD)
*hands you all gifts*
It is a verrryyyyy short chapter but i promise the next one will be better. I am rather running out of ideas.
Do COTE and tell your friend about the book.
Till the next update, enjoy.
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Chasing The New Girl
Teen Fiction"I hate you" "You love me" "I don't want you" "You want me" and with that he snaked his arm round my waist and dipped his mouth into mine. Taliana Xander was the perfect daughter for every parent. Good grades, pretty, well mannered, fashionable, n...
