Chapter 3: The Emo Angel

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I felt like my whole body was melting with desire. But I barely knew Ethan. What was I doing? Why was I still kissing him in the middle of the hallway? I was hoping no one would catch us.
He pulled away slowly and blushed a pale pink.
"I'm really sorry. I couldn't resist. You're really handsome,Skylar. " I just sat there. That's when I heard a snicker behind me and noticed a few guys laughing at me. I turned and ran down the hallway to the boys room. What was I thinking!?
  Three hours later I walked into the cafeteria and sat down at my favorite spot. It was an empty table that no one sat at. Secluded and quiet. Perfect.
I pulled my lunch pack out of my Bakugo backpack. I saw a Nutella sandwich, strawberries, and a small salad. My step mom isn't the best cook so cold lunches are a normal. I had just started eating when a boy sat next to me. I looked over and saw a boy with spiky,dark red hair and a black leather choker pulling out a salad from his bag. He looked at me and I saw thick black liner around his eyes. My heart skipped a beat. What in the hell was up with the boys at this school being sexy as I'll get out? How was this even possible? Ethan was a pure angel. This boy was like a fallen angel. A lord of darkness who was sent to me as a means to tempt me. My mind began going places naughty and dark. He smiled and I almost squeaked. Oh my god. I wanted to kiss him. I leaned in. He looked calm. I gently pressed my lips on his cheek. He leaned back and in a very quiet,calm voice said,
" Not here. Not right now. Later I'll give you a proper welcome to this trash pit of a school." The lunch bell rang and he slipped me a piece of paper that said this:
      Hey,
            Meet me at the old cafe after school. I'll be waiting for you.
    Signed,
           Taylor
His name was Taylor? Wow. That was a cute name. I spent the rest of my day thinking about what we were going to do. Walk around? Talk? Naughty things? I wasn't sure, but I couldn't wait for the school day to finish. Through the rest of the day, all I could think about was an emo angel named Taylor.

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