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chapter 5

BEA

The following days after we kissed, Nate didn't show up at school. Even a week after the kiss, when I ran away from the embarrassment I felt for my actions, I didn't catch a glimpse of him. I realised I probably looked like a slut to him. Anyways, I was hating not being able to see him at school after everything happened.

There was nothing interesting happening at school either so there's that, other than a few girls wanting to go to the beach for a campfire the following weekend.

"Well I think he's a jerk and that you should let yourself meet someone else" Ann said taking me back to reality.

"Who?" I asked not really knowing who she was talking about.

"Nathan! I mean he just disappears! He is a jerk and- and!" She stopped for a breath while we turned around the corner of the halls.

"I know you'll tell me he's not, but come on! How can you ignore the fact he took your first kiss and then he disappears?" She exclaimed while my cheeks turned into a darker shade of red.

Not really looking where I was stepping on, I bumped into someone. But when I looked up my heart literally stopped. He was here.

"Uh.." And he had heard what Ann said. I looked to my right and saw Ann already walking away.

"I'll see you later, I have class!" She beamed running away while I sent daggers towards her figure with my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going" I stepped back because it felt like he was too close before.

"It's okay" he nodded, his gaze never leaving my own.

We stared into each other's eyes until I coughed nervously. "How-how much did you hear?" I asked while I wished he hadn't heard about him being my first kiss.

"Enough" he shyly looked down and scratched his neck nervously. "It shouldn't have happened, I know" he said while I felt my heart being ripped off my chest.

"Y-yeah" I agreed, against of what I really felt, as his eyes darkened with an emotion I couldn't quite read.

He nodded and walked away, leaving me there as if our kiss really was a mistake. Was I that bad that he regretted it? I knew I wasn't going to be good at kissing!

On Friday, I hadn't crossed paths with Nate in the halls, class nor his own home, when I was tutoring Mel. He was clearly avoiding me, and so was I. After school, at noon, I was getting ready to go on a date with some older guy Anna set me up with. She proceeded to apply make up on me and I really wasn't feeling like going out right now, but I felt like I had to, at least for my friend. It was just a date, right?

"So he told me he was getting out of hockey at six so he said he could come get you after that!" Anna cried happily. Did I mention he played field hockey? Another reason as to why I had agreed to the date is because he did, I just love hockey boys.

Anna continued, "But then I thought, she loves watching hockey games" and I did. "So we will meet him there so you can watch him play at least for the last few minutes of practice!" I nodded my head eagerly, agreeing instantly.

When I was finally done, we drove around town until we got there, at twenty to six. Great, we get to watch him play! We took a seat on the bleachers and I noticed they were playing a small match 10v10.

"Which one is he?" I asked Anna, not really knowing who she set me up with.

"Him" she pointed at one of the boys. His blonde hair fell upon his eyes and I could see him clearly focussed on the game.