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My Stolen First Kiss by LittleFighter97
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[Before you begin reading just a quick warning; this story has painfully slow updates, it is also very cliche but it does improve as the story goes on] When Jade Everett was ten years old, her first kiss was stolen by Jared Felton. Six years later Jade has still not forgiven him, although she doesn't really have to worry about it seen as she knows she will never see him again. This all changes when none other than the Jared Felton enrolls in her school, looking more gorgeous than ever. Jared quickly becomes worshipped at Eastwood high, despite his bad attendance record, awful attitude, low care tolerance for school and the cocky smirk which never seems to leave his lips; he still finds a way to make everyone in a 10K radius fall in love with him. Well, everyone except Jade. And Jared is willing to do anything to change that. Can Jared win Jade over, or will he always just be the boy who stole her first kiss? ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Teen Fiction 20/8/14 ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Humor on 20/8/14 [Story will be properly edited when completed]
From Geek to Chic by HttpBrayax
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"You are so beautiful." He said breathlessly. I closed my eyes and soon felt his lips on mine. I pulled away instantly when I realized what was happening. "Stop Tyler, your my best friend. His eyes were filled with lust. "What does that have to do with anything?" Before I could answer he picked me up and pushed me against the wall. His lip found a place on mine again, I kissed back this time. Our lips molded together. His hands found a way to my thighs and moved them around his waist. I felt fireworks, explosion everything. Then things hit me; he's my best friend. I pulled away but his lips found a way onto my neck. His tongue roamed all over me. I shivered under this touch. A unknown feeling creeped upon me, plessure. A moan escaped my lips; "Ty-Tyler." I moaned his name. I shoved him off and ran. I don't know where, but I just ran.