Chapter Thirteen~ Practice Makes Perfect

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Hey guys. This chap is also going to be in an alternate P.O.V. because I actually enjoyed writing that a bit more. ^~^ Hope you enjoy this as much as I do. NOW ON TO THE STORY~

 Grell's P.O.V.

I was honestly surprised Will was acting the way he was, but I wasn't about to complain about his kissing obsession just yet. He was a natural for the most part but still had his awkward moments. He hadn't had any moments of emotional denial either which kept me on edge a bit but made me happy. 

I had dragged him off to the perfect spot. We were in a hidden room in the library basically. It was where the corners of two bookshelves were supposed to meet but there was about 6 inches of room to squeeze through. Then you would have to go behind a curtain that was strategically placed so students wouldn't notice the lack of wall there. Past the curtain was about 4ft by 4ft of space that wasn't much. You would think that was it but there was also a secret door that literally blended in as part of the wall and had no handle. You had to push on it a bit for it to swing open towards you and then past that was a large room about 15ft by 18ft and decorated in red by yours truly. The place was equipped with a couch, a set of black bean bag chairs, and a desk with a proper chair, all things that I had snuck in there when the library was supposed to be closed. I had found the room over the summer when I was helping clean the library and so far it seemed that no one knew about it, not even the librarian. 

So I dragged Will back there and the second we got the door shut to the room, he stood there in awe of my decoration. "It almost looks like your room at your house." He said in shock. I giggled because he's just too darn cute when he says obvious things. 

"Well I did decorate it." I said smiling as I walked to the couch. He followed me and within seconds he had forgotten his shock and had turned his attention back to me. His lips were on mine before I even had a second to think and he was straddling my lap now. We made out for quite a while, I wasn't counting how long, and we wound up laying down on the couch, legs tangled and arms twisted around one another. Not to mention I had the loveliest hairdo afterwards. What interrupted us was his watch that was telling us it was exactly one minute until call time for practice. 

I panicked and stared at him for a second. "I thought you set it so we'd have time to get back." 

"I thought so too."

"Oh my god, Will, we cannot be late to practice." I panicked. I untangled myself from him and stood up as I threw my messy 'makeout' hair into a messy bun. 

He ran a hand through his own messy hair and stood up as well. "Okay, so we're running?" He asked. I didn't have time to giggle at his redundancy this time. 

"You better believe we're running." I said hastily as I made my way to the door and ushered him out. We snuck out of the library and then sprinted at full speed to the band room.

 "Band, ten hut!" Adrian yelled from the room right as we were rounding the corner towards the band room. The whole room turned towards him and put their arms to their sides and feet together and simultaneously yelled "one." Well everyone except William and I who were a few seconds late to attention. Adrian smirked at us and then turned back to the room. "To the field, we're filling in the last sets, bring water and instruments. Guard, bring all equipment. You are dismissed." He said in a very stern tone.

 I grinned as I remembered that I was indeed captain and that the sets we were filling were the closer of the show that Will and I feature in. Today's practice was going to be exciting. I hugged Will once we were dismissed and whispered "Next time, I'm setting your watch."  

That's when Adrian passed by us. He gave us a wink and said "Congratulations on becoming official." I was confused on how he knew but regardless I went to the guard room to get the girls all set and informed of what was happening.

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