chapter 9

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The sun beats down on my face on a monday morning. It's about 90 degrees outside today and ive decided to wear my white palm tree short shorts that my aunt gave me for my birthday.

I'm matching it with my white nikey's and a white tee. I walk into the school building excited for what comes next. Starting today this whole week we are having a themed carnival. Our classes are outside this whole week because the weather is going to be beautiful. Todays theme was a masquerade party.

I'm wearing a lace black mask that ties in the back with a deep bloody red lipstick changing into a red short sleeve lace dress. Im only going to be wearing this dress for the next 3 hours then im changing back into my casual outfit. I walk in seeing allot of people's head but the faces i dont recogonize with the masks covering them. I walk to the the back corner observing the whole tent.

I get this feeling that someone is watching me so i turn my head looking all over the room finally meeting hazlenut eyes. A small smirk forms on my face from the staring contest we are having across the floor. I turn on my heels going towards the dance floor to hear a slow sensual but pop song come on. I slowly start moving my hips to the song. I work my hands up my body slowly putting them in the air.

I start move my hair around little by little biting my lip from the buzz i get when i dance. The song comes to a end waking me up from my faze. I fix myself up and head over to the beverages area picking up a water bottle. I emptied the whole bottle of water in under a minute due to dehydration.

I feel a presence behind me but i dont bother to turn around to see who it is because the tent is packed. Its until i hear his dark dangerous voice speaking lowly that i realize it's mr. Smith. I hear him say "how are you liking the festival?" I turn around with a small friendly smile on my face saying "i like it the decorations are amazing and the way it was organized i got to give you credit mr smith".

A loud pop song comes on so i cant hear what he says next, so i step closer to hear him but my nostrils inhale his masculine smell. He tells me "thank you bri worked on the decorations. Wow look at you all dressed up" i smirk at his comment, but say "why thank you i tried to fit the theme i gotta go mr. Smith i'll see you later". I walk off to see cathine talking to bri in the other corner of the room. I go over saying "hey bri these decorations are beautiful you did a amazing job" she gives me a shy smile. Bri is a shy asain girl who is 5'2 with brown eyes a dark brown straight hair.

She was quiet to everyone else but to me and cathine she was outspoken. She says "thank you i could have done it without mr. Smith there to encourage me" that a girl she always needs someone to push her forward to get her out of her shell. We finish our conversation heading over to the dance floor to dance off our sugar high. Our favorite pop song comes on and we start singing along. We start screaming "Pick it up pick it up pick it up baby girl watch how you move...." until we can't scream our lungs out anymore.

Out of breath we sit on a wooden bench outside in the garden. I get up wanting to take a walk but i take off my heels that have been killing me for hours. I feel the grass between my toes and the soft breeze slowing against my face taking away the sweat. I tell cathin and bri "yoo im going to take a walk ok!" While walking off toward the tree's. I sit against the tree with my sweater beneath me using it as a blanket.

I shut my eyes listening to the soft breeze blow against the leafs. I hear a tree branch crack and quickly turn my head towards the direction. My eyes widen as i see who's standing there looking down at me. Mr. smith smirks saying "what is a young lady like you doing out here alone?" I pout saying "I'm lost and cant find my way back home" sarcasm dripping off my lips. His smirk stays fixed on his face but in his eyes I see a flame go off.

He stands there looking at me while I'm talking to him but I'm confused to why he keeps looking at me. I look around and behind me confused that he is looking at something else but am interrupted by his sexy ass voice. I turn my head to see him looking down at me saying "what are you looking around for?" confusion written all over his beautiful face. I mentally slap myself for thinking that saying I was trying to find what you were looking at" he must have thought I was joking because next thing I know he is laughing. I wait with a serious face until he's done with his little scene.

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