Boys at my age never really liked me. Who will, anyway? I'm ugly, Too smart, Not that curvy, and an outcast.
But nobody said that I couldn't like anyone. Just like all the other girls, I do have a crush,too.
His name is Ian Rogers. Smart, Good-Looking, Athletic, a true Gentleman. Who wouldn't like a guy like him? Many girls are running after him but for some unknown reason, he didn't care. Maybe he's taken, Gay , or didn't really have an interest with the opposite sex. I certainly prefer him Gay rather than taken.
One day, I realized that maybe if I started dressing up a little he would notice me,so I did. I treated my hair with care, started waxing my armpit and my legs, wore expensive clothes. Everyone noticed it, but unfortunately, he didn't.
A basketball player, Maxon Rider , Started bugging me. He is the complete opposite of Ian! except for the good-looking and smart part. But still!
Then, that's when he noticed me.
And everything went down.
Will I be able to choose?
~Cover by me~
WARNING: I created this book years ago so it is a bit um cringy I am working on a new version of it called "Midnight Rose" if you'd be interested in that.
"What are you wearing?" He said jaw tightened...
"Gym cloths as we're in gym"...
first, he and his friends are hiding out in a freaking alleyway which was shady as heck
second, he tries to order me to sit by him
third, he hugs me without my permission
fourth, he smells me like a freaking creep which he definitely is
fifth, he growls which isn't normal
sixth, He touched me without my permission yet again almost breaks my wrist definitely bruising it and now he has the nerve to question what I'm wearing and get mad over my answer awe heck no...
I exited the locker room I saw the beast was there right outside the door and there were several girls behind him giggling and gawking at him, although he is hot I will admit that much...
I think I'm falling for Ian. I can't let Bell know...
"Well then.." his voice lowered "Evan Pierce I have every intention to win your heart and re-name you Evan Walker"...
His smirk grew then fell. Slowly he leaned in closer and closer until I could feel his warm, minty breath on my face...
"Evan" Ian started "I am going to kiss you" his words coming out with determination.
Before I could stop him or even react I felt his soft, warm lips touch mine lightly.
His scent becoming more dominate.
His warmth surrounding my body.
Millions of tiny sparks running through my body.
I'm not sure what came over me...
Maybe I just wanted to revel in this new emotion...
Maybe I've lost my my mind...
But instead of pushing him away I closed my eyes welcoming him...