Life for the imperfect

Life for the imperfect-chapter twenty one

I'd like to remind everyone that I don't really care if you think this is a stupid, cliche book. Yeah, it kind of is.

But if you like it then, YAYYYY

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Having to go to school the next day after that night was torturous.

I constantly had the feeling I was being watched, I would turn and see Danny staring at me curiously.

As soon as our eyes met I would look away quickly. I was so confused about what was happening at the moment.

I was so angry at Danny, because I knew he didn't like me, let alone like like me. And he stole my first kiss.

There, I said it, that was my first kiss and it had happened with a guy who didn't like me.

I needed to talk to him, but I couldn't do it right now. His friends and him would make fun of me, which I wasn't in the mood for today.

I resolved to talk to him next time we're studying, or in English.

When that class came, the teacher immediately sent us away to our separate rooms in pairs.

She was so strict yet naive, it was unbelievable. She made us all go to separate rooms so we wouldn't be distracted by other groups, but didn't realise some kids were dating their partner.

I was worried about being alone with Danny. I mean, after what happened, who wouldn't be.

I decided not to talk to him, because it could end badly. About halfway through the lesson, he seemed to notice that I wasn't talking to him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

I shook my head. He seemed disbelieving, so he knew I was lying.

He asked again, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head and mumbled, "Nothing."

"What was that?" he asked, getting on my nerves.

"Nothing." I said again, louder this time.

"Bullshit." he said simply.

I shrugged and continued with my work, acting nonchalant.

"What the fuck's wrong?" he asked much louder than before.

"I told you nothing was wrong, can't you just leave it? Besides, it would be none of your business if it was." I grumbled, trying to stay calm.

"Then why the hell do I feel like I'm the reason you're upset!" he yelled.

I sighed, "Because you are! Yesterday, that happened and what you don't realise is that it was my first, and that is a big deal for me."

"I don't get it..."

"Pretty much what I'm saying is that we don't get along and you kissed me, and that's not alright, and..."

I didn't get to finish my sentence, because his lips met mine midway. I once again didn't respond, and just froze on the spot, not returning the kiss, but not pulling away.

When he did, I slapped him, picked up my books and stalked out of the room. I told the teacher I wasn't feeling well and went home early.

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When I got home, I did the same thing as I usually do. I was relaxing in bed listening to Red Hot Chilli Peppers, when I dozed off.

I snapped my eyes open and saw that twenty minutes had passed. I turned off the music and went back to sleep, glad Danny had finally decided not to come to my house for once.

I didn't understand why the hell he kept kissing me, so I silently resolved to avoid being alone with him and talking about anything other than work.

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Short chapter this time, but more stuff will go down in the next one.

Kay, bye!