Finally, lunch.
I walked out of class practically running out of the door.
Only Stopped by a soft pair of hands grabbed around my waist.
My heart only pounded morer As I turned to see the face.
The face I think about, I miss, I dreamed of.
Aiden.
"Get your fucking hands off me!" I spat out. Regretting every word. I just melted at his touch.
"Awe, baby don't be so mean, you know you can't resist me". Aiden smirked.
His voice, his lips, the way the felt against mine, the way.. No.!!!!
Before I could think, my hand was already taking control. A hard, loud slap. I slapped him across his beautiful face, leaving in return a red mark that spreaded instead of a kiss.
I ran away before I made a scene. I hated being center of attention. I hated all those eyes staring at me. it only made me nervous.
I ran. Down the hall ways. Up the stairs and never looked back, until someone grabbed my wrist. Panick rushed over me.
I turn to see my Only bestest friend Cynthia. She knew my.. well EVERYTHING. She knew more about me then I did.
Cynthia a girl who's shy, quiet on the outside but once you get to meet her she's crazy!! No one ever agreed but its so true.
Cynthia was a brunette, her hair was silky and wavy. She was the only person who understood what I was going through.
"Hey girl!" She practically screamed like she was hyper!
But she had a worried look on her face.
"um. hi" I responded out of breath.
"Wow. wow. wow. What did you do run a marathon.?"
Then and there I felt way better. Breathing stopped and we started laughing.
"I SLAPPED AIDEN!" I quickly yelled.
"HA.HA.HA. Yea, show him who the boss is." "Teach that punk a lesson".
She's right, Aiden had NO RIGHT to touch me nor cheat on me, I didn't need that. He wasn't even worth it.
"I... I can't get over him tho!" I sighed
"Haha like I always said when we were little, we'll get fake ID's and go to a club, and get drunk".
I then laughed like crazy. We hooked our arms together and walked off school campus to get lunch.
"Love your dress gurl, I'm so jealous!" Cynthia said with a hint if excitement in her voice.
"Isn't everybody" I joked.
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We reached Starbucks and sat at our favorite booth. All the way in the back. Ever since we were little we would cone to Starbucks, order Me a Java Chip with extra mocha and caramel and Cynthia a Carmamel Frappè, then we'd sit in the back talking for hours.
We ordered, then waited for our drinks. When they were finished I ran to our spot we always imagined our names just printed all over the damn table.
I drunk my cold drink and practically fell in love with the drink. The coldness my body began to feel, loosing all the pain all the thoughts that flooded soonly left.
"Earth to Karma Valentine", Cynthia waved her hand and started laughing.
"Wow, I totally forgot that I was here, alive."
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Teen FictionA girl named Karma Valentine a very shy girl, pretty, and an out cast has been stood up. Been Hurt... Even in so much pain. Karma has so many questions that probably won't be asked and be proven. But, she learns she needs to let love find her. Will...