Star Kiss

Chapter 2

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"Are you seeing anyone?" Penelope repeated after I detailed her every little thing that has happened last night. "And you said maybe?"

I nodded. "Then he laughed and said 'Good'"

Penelope smiled, her eyes downcast.

"What is it?" I asked quizically. What's with everyone? They seem to get me confused in everything.

"Don't you get it?" She asked as if I was a child.

"To be honest" I said sarcastically pretending to think. "No"

She laughed. "God, he's into you."

"And how did you come up with this conclusion?" I placed my hands on my hips.

"Your stupid." She said with a neutral expression, wow. "It says that he's interested in you and wants to know if there's anything on his way."

"Wow" I mocked. "All of that because he asked me if I was seeing someone."

She rolled her eyes. "Your hopeless, better tell me this: are you going to see him again, or-?"

"Not"

"Do you want to see him again?"

"No"

Truth is I do, so bad. Since last night, I can't get him out of my mind. He's dark grey eyes are impossible to get out of my mind and I even spent a decent time on Youtube, listening to his music. It's usually not my type of thing, but surprisungly I liked it. I even have a favorite one, its called Blue Moon.

"There's something in your eyes" Penelope said, anxiously looking in my eyes.

"What?" I frowned, she freaks me out.

"Lies" Penelope's forehead creased, and she gave me that you-can't-fool-me look. "Just admit it, you want him"

She knew me all too well and it irritated me. I grabbed a small purple pillow on the bed where we sat and tossed it at her face, while whining: "Ew, gross! Just NO!"

She looked at me in shock, her eyes wide and her mouth drop open. Honestly she looked funny, like those hos in the movies when they're offended.

"Alexandra Stan!" She uttered in a warning tone. "You'll be begging for mercy"

I laughed, but my laugher died with the hit in my head I received by the pillow.

And that's how we spent almost all of our Fridays. By the end of the noon, we ended up looking like a mess. Not a hot mess, but a real sweaty mess. We didn't even need to hit gym, we burned as much calories as you could have imagined. We were so sweaty and exhausted, both of us needing a good shower and something to eat.

"I'm showering in my bathroom" I said. "And you can have the guests'"

"Okay" she agreed. "But I'm famished"

"I'll call Chinese" I said heading into my bathroom.

"No!" She whined. "Not again! We eat Chinese every single time"

"Okay then, pizza?" I asked looking back at her, she nodded in agreement with a smile. "Good then. After I shower"

"We're watching Harry Potter" she shouted from the hall.

"No!" I yelled but my voice was muffled by the sound of a door slam.

Christ, she's always doing this. I'm literally sick of that childish movie. We're always watching it, I just have no say in this. I'm forced.

It took me only few minute to wash off the sweat and wash my hair, but I liked double turns. I wrapped my hair in a small white fluffy towel and for my body I got a bigger one. When I got out, Penelope was nowhere in sight. Probably downstairs.

I was a little lazy to dry myself and dress up, my parents weren't home anyway. Every Friday they spent dinner together in some elegant restaurant and my mom was shopping for a dress before meeting dad. He was at work until six evening.

Heading downstairs barefoot, I heard Penelope's muffled voice. Definitely on the phone with pizza's.

I was struck with shock when I saw David leaning against the kitchen island talking with Penelope, who was on the other side of the island in the same pose. Thank God she was dressed or else I would've killed her. David was dressed in a navy t-shirt, black jeans and black nikes, his hair styled upward to the side. I'd never grow weary of mentioning how hot he is.

They were laughing and talking, barely acknowledging my presence. I cleared my throat loudly to get their attention. Penelope was first to look up at me and David followed her gaze.

When our eyes met, I felt my feet turning to jelly and involuntarily I stepped back, which caused me to slip on the pool of water under me from my body. I fell hard on my ass and felt Penelope's gasp. Then David was standing next to me with his hand extended toward me.

"Hi" I flushed, as I placed mine in his.

Oh this tingles his touch caused.

"Are you okay?" He asked, running his concerned eyes on me.

"Oh yeah" I shook my head flushed, avoiding eye contact. "Not to mention that I just hit my ass on the floor in front of a super hot guy"

He chuckled. "So you think I'm hot?"

I looked into his eyes realizing what I've just said. If it was possible, my cheek would already be in ashes from the heat. His thumb brushed over my cheek, his eyes intense. My heart skipped a beat, what was he doing?

"Sorry" he looked at the ground and back at me. "You just had an eyelash on your cheek."

"I'm still here" Penelope uttered.

David and I glared at her and she just gave us that innocent smile. "What?"

"I'll be right back" I said holding on the towel to prevent it from slipping. "I need to put something on."

I turned on my heel, carefully not to slip again. I felt David's gaze on my lower back and turned around catching him in the act of eye-raping my butt.

"Are you staring at my ass?" I pretended to be confused.

His eyes snapped at me, and I wasn't expecting this reaction, anything but not a playful smirk. It made my stomach flutter, my breath rapid.

"You can't blame me for that" he said in a husky voice. I expected him to be at loss of words or-. "I'm a man with a dirty mind."