"Phebe. Just. Leave. Him. Alone." I managed to say. Right now, Phoebe is hanging on for dear life on Eric's door and El and I are trying to get her to release. Phebe is strong because El has one leg, I have the other, and we are pulling so hard that Phebe is straight in the air.
"Release! Release!" El started shouting at her like she was a dog. Phebe, still gripping onto the door handle, turned and faced us with a frown on her face.
One thing about doors at my house, the swing in. So, Eric opened the door and we all flung forward.
"Ouch." We all groaned in unison, well El and I did. Phebe was already cornering Eric and asking him questions.
"Do you have a girlfriend? Do you want one? Am I hot? Would you kiss me? Would you go out with me? Am I fat? Is there anyone cuter than me? How come you haven't visited before? How old are you? Will you meet my parents? Do you.."
"Enough!" I screamed. I was done with Eric and Phebe just topped it off.
"Thank you." Eric said, pushing past Phebe and hugging me.
"Off." I demanded and he gave me a confused look. "El, take Phebe into my room. I'll be there in a minute." El nodded and grabbed Phebe by the arm, dragging her into my room. Once they left, I sat him down.
"Why so upset?" He looked at me with concern. I know it was full of crap since he could care less about me.
"Really? Are you seriously asking that? Well lets start shall we? First, you insult my clothing choice, you embarrass me at school, you let my friend flirt with you, and you are out to get me." I said, relieved I could get it off my chest.
"You know what I think?" He smirked standing right in front of me.
"What?" I asked annoyed.
"I think you like me." He said, getting closer. Ugh, the nerve.
"No, actually I hate you."
"I don't think you do." He whispered, his lips inches away from me.
"I d-don't." I stuttered. No one has ever been this close to me before and I was nervous. I'll admit it.
"Shush."
"Don't.." He cut me off with his lips pressed against mine. I was going to pull away, but he was such a good kisser, I couldn't pull away. He asked for entrance, which I let and his tongue slipped into my mouth. We were full on making out when the door opened. I quickly pushed Eric back and he landed on the bed. I looked over to see Phebe with tears in her eyes.
"Phebe."
"S-save it, Ba-back s-stab-ber." she choked out and ran back into my room. I looked at Eric angrily and walked over to him. He stood up and opened his arms.
"How dare you." I poked him in the chest. He opened his mouth to talk, but instead I slapped across the face. I let a tear slip down my face as I ran into my room to try and talk to Phebe.
(Eric)
Something took over me as I leaned in and kissed Sara. I mean she's gorgeous, but she thinks i'm a jerk. I went for it anyway and immediately, she kissed back. I went to deepen the kiss and she allowed my tongue entrance into her mouth. We were full on snogging when the door opened. Sara pushed me on the bed and I looked to see that girl that was flirting with me. She had tears in her eyes and looked at Sara with a mix of sadness and confusion on her face.
"Phebe."
"S-save it, Ba-back s-stab-ber." She choked out and ran back out of the room. Sara looked at me angrily and walked over to me. I stood up and opened my arms for a hug to let her cry into my shoulder.
"How dare you." She poked me in the chest. I opened my mouth to talk, but instead she slapped across the face. A tear slipped down her face before she ran into the other room. I didn't mean to hurt her. The look on her face told me she regretted everything and she hates me. I ran into the other room to find Phoebe and Sara hugging.
"You two made up?" I asked with confusion.
"Yes. She forgave me, but I had to explain to them the whole situation." Sara responded in her American accent and gave me a wink. She taught me that the wink means to go along with her.
"Oh." I acted like I knew what she was talking about.
"Yeah, how we were best friends and when your parents moved to Asia, my dad offered for you to stay here and we developed feelings for each other. Phebe said she's cool with it."
"Oh." I said, now understanding. I made my way over to Sara's bed and pulled her onto my lap. I wasn't trying to play the part, I really wanted to be close to Sara, maybe kiss more. I made her face me and brought her forehead against mine.
"More lips?" I asked, looking at her lips
"Yup." She said, smiling before locking lips with me.
"NO PDA!" Her friends screamed at us.
"What's PDA?" I asked in confusion once Sara and I broke apart.
"Public Display of affection." Eleanor said in a funny British accent. We all burst into laughter fits.

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Changing Directions
Teen FictionSara Lipton was the kind of girl who isn't the center of attention and wants to go through high school with the least amount of drama possible. What happens when Sara transfers to Sienta Hills High school right before Senior Year? High school will b...