Bianca's POV
Our lips moved in sync as we held one another close. I sat on his lap, running my hand through his blond hair as he held onto me tight. Our tongues wrestled with one another, trying to be the dominant one over the other.
"Get a room."
I broke the kiss and looked at Daria who sat across from us. I wiped my face feeling a wet substance on it.
"Did you through ice at me?" I asked getting up from Chase's lap and sitting beside him instead.
"I don't like third-wheeling. It's boring and you guys always ignore me," she pouted.
"Oh well, man up," Chase said biting a piece of my burger that sat on my tray. We were currently at lunch.
"Wassup man," Justin said coming up to our table, slapping hands with Chase.
"Shit," he said taking another bite of my burger.
"You've had enough," I snatched my burger out of his grip as he grabbed my soda and sipped on it.
"Sharing is caring," he said with a smile.
"Touch my shit again, imma share my fist with yo face," I threatened but he just smiled and kiss my cheek.
"You coming practice after school? I'm not facing coach by myself," Justin said.
Both Justin and Chase played football for our school.
"I'm coming boy," Chase rolled his eyes. "Coach needa hop of my dick."
"What dick?" Daria asked.
"My big anaconda. Ask your bitches about me," he smirked.
"Imma ask all of them after I beat your ass," I looked at him as his smile job.
"You always fucking up my flow," he frowned.
"Whatever boy," I rolled my eyes.
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This is just a preview of the book guys. Depending on the views I get, I'll publish more.
