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In the middle of the chaos, I see that pair of blue eyes staring at me, and slowly the feeling of his lips on mine takes over.

My first kiss was perfect.

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Heath

With a bang, my locker shuts, and I inhale a harsh breath.

“So, you punched her date and kissed her.”

I roll my eyes. “Do you and Marie evernotfucking share everything?”

“We don’t. Not because we can’t keep a secret but because we love talking to each other.”

“I can see that,” I say, exasperated.

Here I thought what happened on Friday night would always be a secret, but I should have known. Hope confided in Marie and she in Sebastian. These two can’t keep anything under cover. Since that night Sebastian has been on my ass about the matter. It was indeed a long fucking weekend.

He leans against my locker. “Why did you do that?”

“Why wouldn’t I? The guy was a fucking tool.”

Sebastian sighs heavily. “You intervened. That’s not—”

I chuckle. “You’re the one to talk Mr. We Are Only Friends.”

Sebastian’s face turns red. “Shut up.”

“You wanted to be more than friends with Marie. I want the same with Rose.”

He smirks. “You have a nickname for her. How cute.”

Before I can reply to him, my eyes finally catch her—the person I’ve been waiting for the last ten fucking minutes.

That kiss.Fuck.

I’ve kissed girls before, but they don't matter. Hope is my first real kiss because everything about it was perfect. She’s also the best kiss of my life, despite the fact I only got to kiss her twice—which is not fucking enough. I want more kisses. Thousands and millions of them.

Hope walks in through the doors in a soft blue sweater and jeans, looking beautiful. The sweater is loose on her skinny, tall figure, but the jeans are tight around her curves and long legs. Her hair is loose as it sits on the front in wavy curls—I can’t wait to get my fingers lost in them—and her face is deep in concentration over a book. Like always she’s not watching where she’s going.

I’m about to clear her fucking path and glare at anyone who tries to trip or knock her but stop.

Marie greets her from behind and both of them grin, then share a hug. Together they walk to Hope’s locker as Marie fires words at her. Hope opens the locker with a sweet smile that slips into a laugh.

I can’t stop looking at her.

For the first time, my heart has climbed up to my throat and I can hardly breathe.

It’s fucking unbelievable how much this girl affects me.

She must have felt my stare as she turns her head and looks straight at me.

My fucking heart flies right out of my body.

Fuck, she’s so beautiful and I really fucking like her.

Her hand tightens around the book.

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