"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

(**THIS IS A STORY BETWEEN TWO GUYS, IF YOU DO NOT LIKE PLEASE READ SOMETHING ELSE**) Arranged marriages are popular...well in China and India and other places and blah blah blah... But! What happens when there's an arranged marriage in the U.S.?! This is a special kind of arranged marriage. This marriage is between Smoke and Axiom. Yes. 2 guys. They're only in tenth grade when they finally get to meet they're fiancé since birth. How do they react? How does it work out? Smoke being the lonely goth and Axiom the once straight jock this might be an interesting pair and maybe even more.