There was only one word to describe them - Inseparable.
Marlene and Leandrea are your twin goals. The perfect siblings who did everything together, did everything for each other and if the time came, they would willingly sacrifice their life for th...
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Leandrea's POV
The first thing I noticed as I stared at him with my mouth open was that
He was freaking hot
He put the Greek Gods and the Calvin Klein models to shame. And here he was standing in front of me, with his black leather jacket and white shirt that clung to his well toned body.
Oh my God.
It was pretty obvious why Marlene had fallen for him so bad along with tons of other girls from my school. And to imagine that he was standing here, in front of me, calling me sweetheart! I quickly snapped out of my daze, not wanting him to think that I was checking him out and said, "Ryden? What do you want?"
"Nothing much sweetheart," he replied giving me a smile that send my stomach twirling. "I just wanted to meet you.
I looked at Nat's face from the corner of my eye and it looked like she was having a seizure. I looked back at Ryden and said, "Want a latte babe?"
My sudden boldness apparently startled everyone at the table. Surprise flashed across Ryden's sea green eyes but they were soon back to their dazed state and Natasha almost spat her latte back into the cup. I had no clue where this came from.
"I think I'd rather have yours Leandrea," Ryden said with a laugh sloppily getting into the seat next to me and taking a sip of my latte. On a normal day I would have brutally murdered him for doing that cause my lattes are mine. But this wasn't a normal day. On a normal day I wouldn't be sitting here with Ryden Andrews, the schools bad boy and flirting with him. Heck, I wouldn't even be talking to him or even associating with him.
I watched as he scrunched up his nose at the taste and laughed, but in my mind I was like
Oh my God! He's so cute!
Weather he liked the taste of the latte he never said, but he leaned back and put his arm around me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. It was quick but I got the smell of alcohol.
I was surprised I hadn't passed out yet.
Nat still looked like she was having a seizure. My face was red as a tomato but all I did was put my head on his shoulder and try to control myself from screaming. My skin was warm where his lips had touched it and I subconsciously put my hand to it and smiled. It had been exactly how they described it in the books, soft but powerful enough to leave fireworks. "By the way, who are you?" Ryden asked his words slightly slurred.
So that's it! He's drunk!
At first I thought he was talking to me but then I realized he was addressing Natasha.
"Uh I'm Natasha Waters," she said with a bright smile sounding surprisingly calm. "I'm your sweetheart's bestfriend."
I almost choked on her words. But deep deep down, they felt warm.
