N I N E

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Nevi's POV:

The boys started returning the clothes they borrowed from Alena's brother. I sat in the living room as they started going all over the house getting everything they had with them. Eventually I wandered into the kitchen, grabbing some fruit snacks for a quick snack.

Armani stalked into the kitchen, going to the fridge and taking a juicebox, not even noticing me. I rustle the plastic of the gummy wrapper and he looks back over his shoulder at me, smirking a little bit.

"You have everything you came with?" I asked, throwing away the wrapper in the trash can next to the fridge, standing only a few feet away from him.

"Yeah, seeing as I only came with the clothes on my back, I'm all set." Armani turned his body to face me, sipping on his juicebox, leaning against the counter. I leaned against the other counter across from his, mimicking his stance, arms crossed over my chest.

"That's good. My dad was still looking into the school I'm supposed to go to, so maybe I will still get to see you." I said while picking at my nails.

"I definitely wouldn't complain about seeing you again." Armani mumbled, just loud enough for me to hear, throwing away the finished juicebox.

Just then, Alena decides to come into the kitchen, holding her phone in her right hand, looking excited about something.

"What's up Alena?" I asked her, turning my body to look up at her.

"My mom checked the lists of what school everybody is getting sorted into, and all of us ended up at Ravenwood!" Alena exclaimed excitedly, holding out her phone for me to see the list.

I look towards the phone and see our names under the school listings, noticing all of ours at Ravenwood High. "Well isn't that lucky, I guess we will see eachother again after all." I say while glancing up at Armani, smirking under his gaze.

Alena notices the look I give him and chuckles a bit, grabbing a cheese stick from the fridge and walking out of the kitchen.

Armani takes this opportunity to come closer, gripping my waist with his ice cold fingers, sending chills up my spine. I look into his light green eyes, swirling with emotion that I honestly liked being able to decipher.

His eyes linger on my lips, giving me the exact green light I needed. I stood on my tip-toes and pressed my lips against his.

The boy seemed a bit shocked, but that quickly dissolved into neediness, his cold hands traveling around my back. My hands found their way into his hair, gripping it and tugging until he made a slight groan.  

I could taste the juice on his lips, his aggression only making me want to kiss him more. I eventually pulled away so I could breathe, sinking back down to my natural height.

I looked up at him, his face full of emotion, swollen lips and a light flush across his cheeks. His mouth was slightly parted open, his chest rising and falling ever so violently.

I looked back into his eyes, winked at him, and walked away.

Only when I was away from him did I let out a sigh of happiness, glad that I was able to show him that I was not some girl he would get a quick fuck from.

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Alena's POV:

I walked out of the kitchen, re-entering the living room and see the only open spot to sit would be by Lee. As much as I enjoy being around him, he would most likely try to lay on me, so I opted for the floor.

As I neared the spot I wanted to sit, I hear a small rustling behind me, and suddenly there was an arm around my waist pulling me down.

I yelped, startled, and a few laughs were heard around the room. Only then did I realize it was Slater. He was sitting far enough back on the couch so I sat in between his legs, attempting to make myself comfortable.

"I wouldn't wiggle much if I were you." He mutters in my ear. And of course knowing me, my face went pink.

I only let out a sigh, leaning back onto his chest. We stayed like that until the boys decided it was time to go.

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We all stood in my living room, giving eachother goodbyes. I walked over to Slater, giving him a hug.

His arms wrapped themselves around my waist, igniting small butterflies inside my stomach.

"I'll see you around school then?" I murmur, resting my head on his chest.

"Yes, you will. I'll see you around, my little amazon" He whispered the ending into my ear.

We separated, gazing into each others eyes.

"Goodbye"

"Goodbye"

And the group of boys walked out the door.

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