Chapter 7: What's Done In The Dark Must Come To The Light

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(Trent in above picture ^^^)
(Brittany point of view)

"Okay class that concludes today's presentation and your homewo-" The bell cut Ms.Batkims off and everyone rushed out while she tried to give out homework. "Class!!" She yelled but no one payed attention so she gave up. As I walked out of class down the hallway someone said my name. "Hey Brittany wait up!" I hear a male voice. I turn to see the boy Trent from class. "Hey Trent." I speak to him. "I was tryna see would you like to show me to my next period?" He asks me.

"Sure lemme see your schedule." He hands it to me and I look at it. "Okay well you have 1st, 4th, and 5th period with me but I can show you to all of them until you get used to doing it yourself, but you take Mr.Brancing next period so let's go shall we." I tell Trent. "Okay I'm glad there is someone decent at this school." He says. "What do you mean?" I ask. "Well every girl I ask to help me offered me wayyy more help than I need if you get what I'm saying." He said with his face in disgust. "Well that's the girls here sad to say only a few are actually normal." I tell him.

"Well you seem special." He said giving me an innocent smile and bumping my shoulder playfully as we walked. "Haha no far from it but in a good way if I do say so myself but I'm like a weird lame geek here." I tell him bumping him with my hip. "You seem pretty cool to me." Trent says. "Thank you I don't get that much." I say smiling slightly. "Really?I thought you were popular though from all the stares and people waving at you." He says surprised. "Nah you see I'm trying something new for myself so now I'm getting a lot of attention." I shrug my shoulders.

"Well I'm glad you doing it for yourself." He says. "Yup but here we are at your destination." I tell him as we walk up to his class. "Yea thanks but look we should talk later." He tells me "Okay definitely see you later." I reply to him. "Wait a sec." Trent stops me. "Huh?" I ask. "Umm can I get your number you know to text you if I ever forget my classes or whatever." He asks nervously and I'm shocked because a guy never actually asked for my number before. "Uhh sure it's 678-999-8212."

As he puts it in his phone I take my time to look at him. He's about 6'1 brown skin and wears glasses. He has perfect white teeth and earrings in both ears. He actually is fine as hell I thought to myself as I bit my lip but I quickly pretend I wasn't looking as he looks up. "Okay see you later." I say shyly and he smiles at me and goes into class. I turn around only to come face to chest with Jayson. "What the hell Jay?" I ask him confused as from where he came. "Don't what the hell me what was all that?" He says pointing in Trents direction but I pretend like I don't know what he's talking about. "What was what Jay?" I roll my eyes and ask beginning to walk to my own class.

He grabs me by my arm and starts pulling me somewhere. "Ughhh you always dragging me somewhere imma report you for kidnapping." I tell him but he just ignores me. We go out the building and down a pathway where we get strange looks from other students because of how he's just pulling me off. "Jayson where are you taking me?" I whine. He finally stops at a bench secluded off from the other kids. "Jay I gotta go to class, what are we doing he-" I'm cut off by him kissing me. He's always kissing me and we not even together. It's really misleading and frustrating if we're supposed to be just friends but I always fall for it and never confront him cause I actually like it.

I wanted to interrupt him but man that boy could kiss. I felt him grab my butt pulling my body towards his and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I stood on my tippy toes as I tried my best to taste all of him. I heard the other kids who were passing by whistling at us but not even that could bring us to stop. This boy had me so gone like Monica. After he finally let go of my lips he drew back slowly biting my lip. I had totally forgot the reason we were even out here by then.

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