He Really Is A Playboy

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"Kristine!" He said, running after me. "Can we talk?"  Everyone was staring at him and me. We had been running all over school. Mainly because I was avoiding him. I didn't want to talk to him. After what happened what is he going to say to me? I'm sorry? Sorry don't cut it! He took my first kiss. The guy I find annoying and can't stand was my first kiss.

"Ain't that gonna be a good story to tell someone." I thought sarcastically,

"Princess!" james shouted, breaking my thoughts. "Stop!" He said. He speeded. As did I. "Stop! Or I'm telling my father your running from me instead of helping me!" I stopped.

Dammit, I thought. That's my weakness. Mr. Lawrence and his thoughts of me.

I turned to him with a frown. He stood a few feet away from me, taking one deep breath then looking up at me. I glared at him to show how much I didn't want to speak to him. He responds to my glare with smirk and raise of the eyebrow.

"Look," He began. "I know you’re mad at me about yesterday. But you can't blame me. I mean... you're." He paused. Obviously, he was making sure nothing dumb slipped out of his mouth. Good thing he was. I was already about to bass his head in. Say one more thing stupid and I'm all over him like a dog and its bone. "You're very pretty." He finally said. "I guess I thought I could play with you like I do the others. I guess I was wrong. I'm sorry." I crossed my arms.

"Is that it?" I asked. "You think you can say 'I'm sorry' and everything is good and forgotten. That was my first kiss. To you it may not be important but to me... It meant a lot."

"I don't understand why." He said. "Once you've kissed one person you'll just keep kissing another.” I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not some Playboy like you; I actually won't some emotion in something like a kiss.” He chuckled. "Hey, I have emotion in stuff like that." His shoulders tensed up.

"It's called 'horny'. But for you Miss Brains I'll call it 'lust'." I shook my head.

"I was just joking about the playboy thing. You really are, aren't you?" He smiled.

"What does it matter?" I looked down at the ground, sighing.

"Wow." I said. I looked back up and saw his eyes watching me. He got closer to me and gently met his lips with mine letting out a deep breath then backing away. I froze. He smiled.

"Bye," He said. "Some of the senior chicks and I have a date." He smiled and turned around.

"You," I stuttered. "You Jerk!"

"Sounds to me he has a thing for you." Katy said as she leaned of my locker. "He kisses you, says sorry, then kisses you again," She smiled. "Sounds like some kind of Teen romance movie about the nerd and hot guy." I snickered.

"As if it would be!" I leaned on the locker next to mine, ignoring the fact that she called me a nerd and James hot. "I don't understand why you seem to be having so much fun with this.”

"What do you mean 'this'?" She smiled.

"The fact that I have to watch James and all the crap that's going on right now." I said. "You seem to enjoy hearing it.”

"Well," She said. "You seem livelier and I like it. And, you never know, you and James could be a thing." I rolled my eyes.

"As if." I looked the other way.

I could never have a boyfriend like James, I thought. I want a Boyfriend... that's the exact opposite of him!

I and Katy went into the lunch room. School was already half way over and I still was furious and distracted by what happened in the morning. He just kissed me and ran away like it was okay. Kiss me once then kiss me twice? If he tries it again it's going to be a problem. I never gave him any permission to kiss me. And I never will!! God, if he wasn't the principles son I'd show him a lesson he'd never forget.... but if he's like he is in school, that lesson most likely won't go through his thick skull the right way. I looked around the lunch room. I and Katy would always sit with a couple of kids from class. Even though I wouldn't talk to them that much it was still nice to have some more people around like I was really part of something. I looked to the back and guess who I see. James. With all of these... seniors girls. They all fondled over him, caressing his face and thigh, giggling.

How nasty, I thought. They're all over that jackass

"I guess the rumors are true." Katy said.

"What rumors?" I questioned.

"About James." She explained. "He really is a Playboy. A lot of rumors have been going around about him. Apparently, at his old school he was just the same with girls and he's already taken over most of the 'attractive' girls at his will." I looked at her then back at him and his girls.

"How," I sighed and shook my head. "Disgusting. Then he tries to play with me!?" I turn my back to the room and put both hands on my hips. "That is not gonna happen!" I said. "Right here, right now. This is where I draw the line."

And all this happened in two freakin' days!?

A/N:

Been forever since I updated but I've been busy making more stories.

Yes I know. I shouldn't be doing that but I think the next story I make will be a good one. It's not like this one though.

Again, please comment and tell me what cha think ^v^ 

If any ideas, do be shy. I game for anything new. 

Hope you enjoy

~Angel7188

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