CHAPTER 3

As the bell rang for our next class to begin, Chuck wasn't in chemistry. One minute passed, then two. Finally he rushed in, apologizing to the teacher. Mr. Gonzales had a very strict late policy, and he gave Chuck a detention. After receiving his detention slip, Chuck walked down the aisle to our seats, smiling as he did.

"Hey, Chuck," I said, smiling back at him.

"Hey, beautiful," he whispered at me before sitting down.

I got a sudden feeling in my stomach. Butterflies. Did I seriously just get butterflies from Chuck Bass calling me beautiful for the second time in one day? Apparently so.

He didn't look my direction for the rest of class. He just took a few notes but ended up doodling all over his page, like me. I was staring off into space, hearing Mr. Gonzales' lecture, but not really listening. Suddenly, Chuck tapped my knee, getting my attention without the teacher's too, and passed me a note quickly onto my desk.

I was going to ask you to hang out after school, but I got this detention instead. :(

I sighed, suddenly being reminded of my dad's dinner tonight. I would do anything to be able to skip it. Suddenly, I got an idea.

"Mr. Gonzales?" I asked, somehow managing to get everyone's attention, including Chuck's, who look more terrified than surprised that I spoke up in class.

"Yes, Ms. Waldorf?" Mr. Gonzales replied, also shocked that I was going to participate in class.

"You seem so tense, Mr. Gonzales. Did you and your wife stop having sex again? What a shame." I said, with a smirk.

The look on his face was priceless. I wish I could've taken a picture. The whole class gasped, shocked at what had just come out of my mouth.

"For that, Ms. Waldorf, you have detention!" He screamed.

Good, I got what I wanted. More time to spend around Chuck and less time around my dad. I could feel Chuck smiling next to me. I got my detention slip, which I quickly shoved in my bag, not caring as much about the actual detention as much as I wanted to tell my father I couldn't make it tonight. I quickly texted him, before turning off my phone completely. I then tore out a piece of paper from my notebook and writing a note to Chuck, which I quickly passed to him when the teacher wasn't looking.

Guess we're hanging out after all! ;)

I looked over at him after he read it, and smiled. He winked at me, and I was probably blushing, but I didn't care anymore. I felt like I could be myself around Chuck, no matter who was watching. With him, I felt safe, and like nothing could ever hurt me. It's like I've known him longer than just a few weeks.

When the bell rang thirty minutes later, it signaled the end of a school day. Probably one of the best school days I've had in such a long time, if not the best I've ever had. My day wasn't over yet, though. Mr. Gonzales had a meeting after school, so he left us in his room sorting papers, which gave us some time to talk.

"Chuck, I noticed that you like to draw," I said, glancing up at him from my pile of papers.

"It's always been something I've done, I guess. I noticed that you like drawing too," He said, chuckling.

"Mhm, I suppose, although my father doesn't approve of it. He says that it's a waste of time and that I should be more focusing on getting into an Ivy League school. It's kind of ridiculous," I said. I just realized I had never told anyone that, ever.

"I understand, my parents are the same way. They make me study more than anything else, so when I'm at school, I'm honestly more bored than anything else. I'd love to be an artist when I get older, although I guess I can't make a career of doodling. I could, however, paint pictures and possibly sell them. I just can't picture myself sitting behind a desk being someone's boss," He said, putting his papers down and looking at me. "I'd do anything to just get away."

It was truly amazing, how much I could relate to him, with everything. I felt like he was the other part of me that I've been waiting to find for so long. I always felt like I didn't know who I was, I felt lost. With him, now, I feel like I've finally found someone I can rely on with everything. I was still a little weary, though. I couldn't handle getting hurt, not right now. Not with everything going on in my life. Chuck was different though, he was real.

"I know exactly what you mean, Chuck. It's the same thing with me, exactly. I'd do anything to just be able to be my own person, and not have my parents control what I do with my life. Nobody understands, but it feels like you do," I said, walking over to him, close enough to where I could feel his breath. I took in the smell of his cologne, the smell of him, everything. We stood there for a minute, just looking at each other. Then, I could see him getting closer to me. My heart skipped a beat, and then started beating wildly. He leaned in slowly, and kissed me. Then, he wrapped his hands around my waist, rubbing my sides with his thumbs. His tongue traced the outline of my lips, before I met mine with his. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving a little closer to him before pulling away.

"I love you."

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