Last night, did he really? Noo, he couldn't. Yes, he did! Deshawn kissed me on my cheek last night. Although I was happy I was also mad. I was so ready for him to admit his feelings for me. Oh Well! I looked at the time.
( 8:30)
I got dressed and headed to school
I walked up to him the moment the bell had rung warning everyone to get to class or you're late. "Where's the note?" I asked. "Ummm, you're not getting one unless you tell me how you feel." he said smiling showing off his dimples. "Nope." I said walking away. As I turned around I've noticed him watching me go to my locker. I saw a white letter sticking out of my locker. "Is this it?" I asked myself. It is. I couldn't wait to read the note.
I had skipped class and headed to the library. No one ever be in there. So luckily I was alone.
I was too excited that I nearly ripped the letter apart unfolding it. I didn't even pay attention to him pulling a chair up behind me. I read:
"I figured that I should be honest with you. I've been having feelings for you since 8th grade. I didn't know how to approach you. I've always fantasized about us being together. I would never hurt you. Honestly, I think I'm feeling you. Do you want to give us a chance? Circle one yes or no
-D"
I laughed at the note so hard I turned red. "Wow, the circling answering part is so kindergarten. " I said. "So it's kindergarten?" he asked. I jumped. "I nearly pissed myself." I said punching him playfully in his arm. "Don't do that anymore." He laughed and said, "Aww, let me hold the baby." I rolled my eyes at him. "Answer my question." he said. "Yes!" shouted. "Give me a kiss then. That's the only way to prove your answer." he said. I got up and kissed him. His soft pink lips were PERFECT just like him. Why didn't anyone tell me he was a amazing kisser. He's all mines! I couldn't think of being with any other person. I'm where I want to be.
We heard the door slam and I quickly let go of Deshawn, but he still had his hands wrapped around my waist. "So this the bitch you left me for?" Kristina yelled. "Mind your motherfucking business! Can't you see I'm with my girl. Now get the fuck on." he snapped. I stood there in shock not knowing if I should slap the bitch for calling me a bitch or what. Kristina was embarrassed. "Deshawn?" I asked turning to face him. "Yes, bae?" he responded. I smiled at the fact he called me bae. I enjoyed that for a moment and then asked him. "Do I have to worry about your little hoes?" he chuckled. "Hoes? I have none." I looked at him with a serious face. "I got a beautiful girl, Why would I need anyone else?" "Just making sure" I said, "I hate to hurt a bitch." He laughed at me. I laughed.
"Saturday night, you and me." he said. "You're on" I said.
