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    Lost, Forbidden, and Love – (Chapter: Lost)

     

    "Sorry bout that. At least you had someone to hang out with after you ditched your date."

     

    "Yeah. have you seen her yet by the way?" I asked nervous that he might wonder why I was asking about her.

     

    "I did actually. She actually asked if I saw you yet too. What happened that night?" he said with a curious tone.

     

    I grinned and said, "Well we just became really close and decided to make plans for the week."

     

    "Finally!" He exclaimed.

     

    "What are you talking about?"

     

    "No, nothing." He said with a cheeky smile. "Well I gotta get going to class. I’ll see you later."

     

    "Bye," I said and walked off to my chem class.

     

    My class just started and I was already getting bored of my teacher lecturing us about chemical bonds. My eyelids started to get heavy until I felt a something buzz in my pocket.

     

    <Hey there :o )> A smile grew across my face. It was from her.

     

    <texting in class. Tisk Tisk.> I replied

     

    <Well if im correct, you are too>

     

    <Damn youre right. You’ve corrupted me>

     

    <You’re welcome. Anyways what are you doing after school? Wanna hang out?> I blushed as I read this message.

     

    <I’d love to. Meet me at my car when you’re done> I replied quickly.

     

    <OK! See you soon! :o ) >

     

    ~x~o~x~o~x~o

     

    We decided to go to my house and hang out. We were in the kitchen baking rice krispie treats and throwing little pieces at each other and eating sprinkles from the bottle. Everything was s perfect. There was nothing awkward between the two of us and we were being our normal selves. We ended up having a mini food fight in my kitchen and I haven’t had this much fun in a long time.

     

    "So you know we are going to have to clean this up," I said as I looked around the kitchen to see pieces of rice krispies on the cabinets, fridge, and on ourselves.

     

    "Well it’s not my fault YOU spilled the marshmallows and cereal all over ME." she said while laughing at the same time.

     

    "Well it’s not my fault I couldn’t resist not throwing something at you." I said. "You’re just such a perfect….perfect, ugh whats that word?"

     

    "Hahaha I know what you’re trying to say. And you are perfect too." she said "And the words target."

     

    She leaned in closer and put her hand on my forearm.

     

    "You have some rice krispies on your cheek," she said with a seductive smile.

     

    She brushed my cheek with her thumb and flicked the sticky clump of food to the floor.

     

    "Do I have it anywhere else?" I asked in an innocent voice.

     

    She looked at me straight in the eyes and then down to my lips. Once again I felt her soft lips on mine. This time it didn’t take me long to react to what was happening so before I knew it, I felt myself kissing her back. We pulled closer to each other and she cupped her hands around my face.

     

    "I really really like you," she said as she broke the kiss.

     

    "And I really really like you too," I said.

     

    "I’ve never done his before, but will you be my girlfriend?"

     

    I looked at her with a dreamy look and pressed my lips against hers once more. "Does that answer your question?" I asked.

     

    She smiled as our foreheads still touched. "A perfect end to a perfect night," was all she said before our lips collided once more.

     

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