Chapter 2

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It has only been an hour since lunch, and let me tell you, it has been hell. Who would of thought the simple slip of the tongue could cause so much drama. Everywhere I went I was bombarded with questions. And Luke was no help at all, here he is passing out fliers to everyone. Yes you heard me, fliers. Fliers about what happened on this very day for the few who hadn't heard. I don't know when this boy had the time for this, but then again it's Luke, Luke just kind of does things when ever he pleases, without suffering the consequences.

It got to the point that I would even catch teachers whispering among themselves as they sized me up distastefully. They say they have lives too, but here there are gossiping about two underage kids.

I guess I was used to being the center of attention most of the time, but this time it felt different. I felt like I was being judged with every glance, I just felt the need to hide away from everyone's judging eyes, so that's when I decided to cut environmental science with Mr.Hawk, and instead hideout in my good ol homie, Mr.Reed, janitor's closet.

I pull out a bag of homemade cookies that u didn't get a chance to eat at lunch. I let out a moan, a loud one at that, as I take bite from the cookie. In that moment I had forgotten everything bad that happened today. All I can think about are these delicious cookies.

But of course that was sadly interrupted when two little savages broke there way into my closet, so engrossed in each other they didn't realize that there was another person in the room with them. I abruptly stood up and rushed outside. "Contain that viper before you pipe her!" I call out as I close the door.

I let out a sigh and reach for a cookie. Wait. No no no no no! No ! I refuse it. But the hope that they may survive is quickly diminished as Rodney Lee sticks his head out with a cookie in his mouth, and an empty bag in his hand. Giving me a grin he hands me the bag, and closes the door in my face without a word.

"You animal! Open this door right now!" I whispered shouted, after all I was not trying to get caught again. If my mom found out- let's just say I wouldn't only be sipping tea with Kermit, but death too.

When I got no further answer besides the rather loud moans I scoffed and began sulking away. Throwing out the bag in the nearest trash I head towards the bathrooms. I couldn't really think of any other place to go now that my precious closet was taking up, quite rudely might I add.

As I'm about to enter the bathroom I'm roughly pushed against the wall. "Hey watch it you mutated turtle" I groan, rubbing my head, as I look for the culprit. My body tenses.

Rose Harper stands before me, her wild, curly hair bordering her face, her hazel eyes scanning my face. Although she looks confident, something seems off. Before I know it the words spill out.

"You okay?" You okay? Really carter? This girl just pushed me against a wall, she should be asking you if your okay, but my thoughts come to a holt as I see her eyebrows draw together, a shaky breath escaping her. Before I can say anything about it she shakes her head as if ridding her thoughts.

"Yea sure" she says flatly. "Look, I just came here to apologize for bringing you into that mess or whatever. I had no right, and if he ever does anything stupid just let me know and I'll take care of it, okay?"

I looked down at her confused, "what the kiss? Nah it's fine" I giver her a wide smile "in fact I wouldn't mind another one" I pucker my lips, awaiting, when I realized it wasn't coming I look at her and notice the amused look in her eyes. "Hey, it was worth a try" i reason, raising my hands up in surrender.

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