Chapter 9: E.O.P.
Kezzi's POV:
I walked into French class, my heels clicking in my new suede boots, nervously pulling down my skirt. Gage had dared me to wear it, and I couldn't back down from her dare. So I did.
I sat down in my usual spot, bending down to retrieve my French binder from my bag.
"Dammit." I muttered, looking for a pen in my bag, not finding one. I groaned in utter frustration and looked around for my friends, hoping to borrow a pen or pencil. But none of them had arrived yet, and I knew I had to finish a few questions from my homework.
Then he walked into the classroom. I glanced up, seeing he was alone. I stuck my head back in my bag, pretending to look for something, begging that he wouldn't see him.
"Ahem." he cleared his throat, and I looked up at him. I stared into his deep blue eyes, as he ran a hand through his short brown hair. He smiled, and I saw his braces.
I couldn't say anything, but he was able to tell.
"Do you need a pen?" he grinned widely at me, and I nodded. He reached into his bag, and passed me one.
I smiled, taking it from his hand.
"Thanks." I said softly. He smiled even wider. I sat back at my desk, my smile threatening to take over my face. I leaned down, finishing my questions in silence.
Ashton's POV:
I saw her go back to her work, wanting to go over and help her. Wanting to sit behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist as I whispered in her ear. But I couldn't do that. She didn't like me...I wasn't so forward either.
I saw her smiling stupidly at the desk and I grinned to myself, glad that I could make her smile. She looked gorgeous today, her skirt showing off her curves and her heels adding miles to her legs. I wanted to kiss her so bad.
I sat at my desk, pretending not to look at her, and plugged in my headphones, turning up Down with Webster.
"Gon do it, g-g-Gon do it."
I smiled as the song ended, and yanked out both headphones, throwing my iPod in my bag and running a hand through my hair. I stood up, pushing my chair back.
I started walking toward her, and she looked up. Her cheeks flushed a brighter red then usual, and she grinned at me. That smile..she didn't know that she was beautiful.
BRIIIIINNNGG.
She jumped slightly at the bell, and looked down quickly, scribbling the last few answers down. I groaned inwardly, the moment ruined.
Kezzi's POV:
Ahh!! I was so close..he was coming over. Fuck the bell schedule. I pulled out my headphones, the last lyrics to One Thing echoing through my head.
"Cause you've got that one thing, so get out, get out, get out of my head, and fall into my arms instead."
I smiled, the lyrics making me blush. I looked over at him, and saw his friends quickly surrounding him. I sighed, knowing that I wasn't good enough.
Halfway through class, we were partnered up to go speak dialogues in the hallway. I was hoping to be partners with Nathaniel, he was funny, and super nice. Suddenly my name was called. I had missed the name of my partner, and looked around.
I saw Ashton stand up, and walk towards me. My breath hitched and then he stopped at my desk, waiting for me to get my stuff. I picked up the sheet and followed him out into the hall.
We went to Madame Dean's old abandoned classroom, we had full permission to use it and no one else would.
I brought out my phone, checking the time. We had two hours. We started speaking.
"Bonjour Madame Higgins."
"Salut Monsieur Wells."
"Comment ça va?"
"Ça va trés bien merci. Et toi?"
"Ca va trés bien aussi parce que je suis avec une belle fille."
I blushed a bright red, and saw his hand reach up to touch my cheek. I gasped slightly as his hand went around to the back of my neck. He looked at me for consent, and I nodded slightly. He leaned forwards, his lips brushing against mine softly. My hands went to his hair, playing with it as I deepened the kiss, pressing my lips harder against his.
Ashton's POV:
At first, she didn't return the kiss, and I almost pulled back, but then her hands went to my hair and she deepened the kiss.
I slid my hands down her back to her waist, and she pulled back slightly, her eyes dancing. I smiled and kissed her lightly, a slight peck, and her flush deepened.
I grinned widely, and she pulled me back, kissing me again, cradling my face. I smiled against her lips, and I felt her laugh gently.
Suddenly she pulled back, worry clouding her eyes. I hugged her, not realizing that I was now sitting on the desk, her standing between my legs.
"What's wrong?" I whispered in her ear, not letting her pull away.
"What..what are we then?" she mumbled, her hot breath spanning over my neck. I laughed.
"Kezzi Higgins, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" I asked, laughter threatening to burst out as a smile broke over we face.
"Well Mr.Wells, if it pleases you, I shall." she returned with mock poshness. I grabbed her hand, kissing it softly, pressing my lips against her soft skin. She giggled, breaking the silence, and I leaned up to kiss her again.
It felt so..right.
Kezzi's POV:
I texted Alex, trying to use one hand, while the other gripped Ashton's tight. He grinned at me foolishly.
To: Alex<3
Sent at: 12:35pm.
ASHTONS MINE NOW, YOU FAT WHORE. :D
From: Kezzi<3
I instantly got a reply, and I laughed gently as I read her message in all capitals.
To: Kezzi<3
Sent at: 12:36pm.
OOOMMMFFFGG. FORREALS? NEED TO SEE THIS. PROOF. SOON AS POSSIBLE. BUS DEEP TALK. (:
From: Alex<3
I showed the message to Ashton, and he laughed. I loved his laugh. I leaned over, kissing his cheek gently, and he squeezed my hand, his eyes smiling.
I grinned back, and closed my eyes.
It was perfect.
