He saved my life... Well kind of ?

He saved my life... Well kind of? 28

Forgive me?? Please?

So sorry, guys school, has taken most of my time. :[ and other times i'm busy.

peace offering??!

this post is purty long.

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" I'll just go now I guess." David said and then shot a dirty look towards Zane.

"Okay b-" I was about to say bye but then his soft lips crashed onto mine. My eyes fluttered quickly before I shut them. A few seconds later the kiss ended. Leaving me asking myself what happened?

"Needed something to remind you by!" David winked, grabbed his bad and met up with his friend. They did their guy handshake thing and that's when I turned back to Zane.

A faint blush covered my cheeks, my face was suddenly hot. How embarrassing. I laughed nervously while twirling one of my curly locks of hair.

"Sorry about that." I whispered. I'm not a big fan of PDA, public displays of affection but I guess sometimes I get suckered into it. How can I not say no to kiss? They are just too addicting. Whenever I kiss David, mind you hasn't been a lot, I could probably count the times our lips touched with my two hands. Meaning we probably haven't kissed more than ten times. I always feel like there is nothing else surrounding, just me and him.

"Look who's blushing? Looks like your becoming more of a teenage girl everyday." Zane smirked.

Which my face heat up once more, " Shut up Zane. Now what were you gonna say?" I said seriously, as I leaned in closer, as if being closer to the source you get more juice out of the gossip.

That sounded really gross.

He opened his mouth and at the same time, the school bell rung. There are way too many distractions and disruptions. Not cool.

"Fuck." I said, "Umm tell me later okay?" I smiled and grabbed my book going to my next class.

***

It was finally Friday.

Ever have that feeling when your alarm goes off, causing you to groan loudly. And then noticing it's FRIDAY!? Which makes you smile and do a mental or real happy dance?

Well I get that feeling every week.

I slowly got out of bed, giving my limbs a stretch. I went to the bathroom and did the usual, wash les visage, brush my teeth and look at my disgusted reflection in the mirror. Take a shower and go back to my room.

After combing through my wet hair and styling it, I grabbed my fresh uniform and put it on. Last but not least I did my make up, something light, mascara and silver eye liner.

Soon enough I was at the hell hole, I'd like to call my personal prison.

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We were walking hand in hand, back to my car. My hand felt all clammy and cold against David's warm palm. He circled patterns on the sweaty palm with his fingers. Just so you know, I'm not nervous in any way, meaning the perspiration on my hands aren't from holding his hand. Let's just put this in simpler terms, I'm pretty abnormal. My hands are always cold and somewhat sweaty. Pretty weird eh?

Zane still hasn't told me whatever he was planning to before we always and I mean ALWAYS get interrupted. You know those cheesy cartoons where there's almost always some type of stupid interruption stopping the character from doing what they were supposed to?

Who knew that can happen in real life?

'This is completely and utterly weird' I thought.

Why you may ask? Well would have thought this 'emo', 'punk' chick could snag herself a boyfriend. I don't know if you noticed but I don't seem at the least punk or emo? Do I? If anything I'm labelled that because I'm completely different from everyone else as you can probably tell.