Chapter 32: First kiss

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Denis' POV

We were stuck together and it made me want to burst out laughing.

"Well this is just great. Now I'm stuck looking at YOU forever" I said jokingly as I looked up at her.

She was fidgeting with the necklace that was stuck to the collar of her shirt, attempting to see what she was doing but failed.

I started humming some random tune, keeping my eyes on her face since the collar of her shirt was hanging low and I didn't want to seem like some some creep.

I glanced anyways.

God what is wrong with me!

I think she noticed me cuz she started turning red.

"Are you checking me out Denis?" She's teased.

"What? Noooo" I looked at her with a goofy smile.

"I was, 100%" I laughed, not caring anymore.

She smiled at me, "wow Denis! I didn't know you were into me!"

I thought about that for a moment as she continued to free us.

I DID like her! Wow, how stupid am I for not noticing! But you know, I hardly think about these things.

"Well, now ya know" I said with my unserious voice.

She glanced at me for a second with those crazy blue eyes.

Every time I looked her in the eyes  I would get the chills since it looks like her eyes could see into your soul.

She looked back at the necklace with no luck.

I gently took her hand off the necklace and started loosening the tangle.

Two seconds later, we were both free.

I started to laugh victoriously, "Did that in TWO seconds"

She looked at me confused, "seriously! I've been trying for like TEN minutes!"

"Probably because I already knew were the problem was" I admitted with a smile.

Her jawed dropped, "seriously! Your unbelievable" she shook her head with a smile.

"Sorry, I just really wanted you to stare at my hideous face" I laughed to myself.

"Are you insecure Denis?" She asked jokingly.

I fake sniffled, "yes" I then started doing my classic fake cry.

"What are you doing?" She started laughing hysterically at my weird crying.

I smiled at her, "I'm crying because I'm lonely and insecure"

She crossed her arms playfully, "your lonely and insecure? I only have TWO friends! And to top it all off, I only look good when I ware makeup" she laughed like she just won a competitive game.

"Don't be so modest, we both know you don't ware makeup" I printed out to her.

"That proves my point even more"

I raised my eyebrows at her in disbelief, "I got dumped" I told her, turning this into a competition.

"So did I" she smiled evilly.

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