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Septemeber 15th

I walk into the school wearing a black skirt and a FLIRT shirt with "flirt" spelled in cherry red letters. Mathew told me today was a big day at school, that I needed to wear school colors, which were black and red, yesterday I also went and got lowlights done in bright cherry red for my hair yesterday, just cause I wanted them.

Everyone was so dressed up, most of the guys wore all red or all black, the girls all seemed to mix math like how I did. Mathew hasn't seen my lip ring yet, and I'm anxious to see what he says.

"Where you at babe?" -Mathew

Everyone was crowded in the gym, I had no idea where he was.

"By the girls locker room." -to Mathew

In moments there he was standing looking around for me. I walked up to him and he didn't recognize me at first but then he smiled that one perfect smile. That smile was mine.

"You look so cute." He tells me tilting chin up to his face.

"Thank you, so do you." I compliment his outfit, which consist of a blood red button down with a black tank underneath and black jeans and red converses.

"When'd you get this?" He asks pulling slightly on the diamond lurched on my lip, his smile is authentic which makes me happy that he likes it.

"Yesterday when Ricky got his tattoo." I say and he smiles. He leans in for a kiss and only incases my upper lip he uses his tongue to play with the needle.

"I've always wanted to do that." He admits laughing when he pulls away and I laugh as well.

I flick him in the forehead, "I've always wanted to do that." I say playful before attempting to run away but he catches me by my waist and we're both laughing, but then he throws me over his shoulder and begins walking with me casually and I'm laughing so hard. "Mathew Ingles put me down!!" I yell hoping he hears me over the clatter and voices in the gym.

"Okay." He said and literally like throws me off his shoulder but catches me before I fall and pulls me into his chest. He was laughing so hard while I just stared at him, mostly in shock because I saw my reflection in the floor when I almost hit it.

"You are such a-" I was cut off by the principle tapping the microphone.

"Hello students, I'd like to welcome you to our annual charity benefit," the principle announces. "Today all of you will be competing in teams of twenty in various competitions. Your teachers will call you names and you will discuss the situation further with you teammates."

Mathew and I were put on a team completely filled up with boys and one girl who was a complete prep. Mr.Dawson told us that our team name was the Purple Reindeer, which is completely retarded but probably better than anything these boys could have come up with. Shoot, if the boys got to choose the name we'd probably be the Purple Pussy Penetrators. (A/n 😂😂😂😂😂😂)

"The first competition is Chicken." The girls have to get on a boys shoulders from another team and fight a girl who's on the shoulder of a boy who's on their team. Our first two groups going are the Lazy Lady Bugs and the Powerful Pandas." He says and my face flushes, I'm wearing a skirt...

"Hey, I've got a pair of sweats in my bag.. Cuz, well you know." He says with a slight chuckle as if reading my mind.

"Um..yeah, please?" I ask quietly and he smiles. We talk to out team leader about the situation and he dismisses us to the bathroom.

"I'm coming in." Mathew says, after he had hesitated entering the girls bathroom.

"You can't come in here." I say and he raises and eyebrow.

"But I already did." He says and I roll my eyes, giggling a little. "Um, here you go." He says and hands me the sweat pants.

I walk into a stall and pull my skirt down and pull his sweat pants up. I tie the ties on the pants and roll them upon my waist. I tuck my shirt into the sweats and walk out. He's leaned against the wall and I take a moment to finally look at him. His muscles are flexing slightly and his jaw is clenched, as if he's thinking about something very important. His brown eyes are focused on his arms, but then they flutter up to my own eyes, concentrating.

He walks up to me with a smile, "you look cute in my clothes." He whispers and I blush.

"Well um, thank you." I say and he holds my waist. This situation is intense and in all honesty makes me a little nervous. We're in the girls bathroom and he's in here looking like that.. And looking at me like that. And we're finally dating and my nerves are on edge and I'm just... I don't even know, but I think I'm shaking.

"Will you kiss me?" He asks, his voice slightly cracking and I nod, our lips press together and sparks ignite in my mind.

"Are you okay?" He asks me in a whisper and I nod. He pulls me into hid chest and hugs me for what feels like forever but I know it's only a few seconds. "Let's head back." He says in a shaky voice and we walk hand in hand to the gym.

Next thing I know I'm on a boys shoulders, his name is Jackson, Mathew is in front of us with a girl Named Patricia on his shoulders.

"You got this baby." Mathew says and the time dings, I shove at her shoulder, and she launches at my shoulders, but I shove her off by pushing into her stomach with bottom of my pal upside down, a trick my dad taught me.

She tumbled onto the mat and Jackson let me down, I had a smile on my face, I knew that much.

I watched so many girls get shoved off until there were two teams that didn't have any girls so they had boys fight and that was hot.

"Alright students, the next challenge is a paint war, if you can make it out of out battle field without any paint on you, you'll be taken from your team to go against the top 20 people.

Mathew was first, they had soaked and entire box like room with paint, he took his first step and his foot slid, but he composed himself, he took baby steps through the room and made it out of the room. I was next, I took a running start, I ran in and slid almost all the way through the room before I stopped and couldn't grip onto anything and I fell, my ass slapping on the floor and everyone cringed, J just laughed and got myself up, Mathew helped me the rest of the way out, chuckling along with me.

I felt bad for this one boy who got paint in his eye, then a girl went in and got paint down her shirt and she shuddered at how cold it was. Our team wouldn't be competing in the last competition since we all had paint on us and Mathew didnt want to do it anyways.

"You got paint all over my sweats babe." He laughs, holding them up, now that I've changed back into my skirt.

"Well, you can wash it at my house later today if you want." I shrug and he smiles, kissing my forehead,.

"It's a date."

A/n what's going on between Mary Anne and Mathew??? They're feeling like haha you know, you know. 😂😂 but erm sorry bout the late update, family issues, and school is starting again Monday. 😣 love you guys, kisses!!