Unfortunately for Rosalina, it wasn't the last time. The next day, during her free period, she was exploring some of the abandoned halls. It was an old school and had a lot of abandoned halls and classrooms. Rosalina turned around, upset.
"Are you following me?" She asked, upset.
"Yea, the guy who looks totally amazed and lost is following you," Nat said sarcastically.
"How'd you get here?" She asked.
"I was looking for the library," he said. She laughed aloud.
"That's funny," she said.
"So you don't believe me?" he asked.
"Of course not," she said. "You're an idiot."
"And your a little bitch but you don't here me laughing at you," he said.
"Listen Wolff," she said. "Just admit you were following me so I can continue what I was doing and you can go jerk off with a random freshman."
"I don't jerk off with freshmen," he said, crossing his arms. "But obviously you do since you know about these halls that have no security cameras at all cause they're so freakin old."
"Do you wanna fight me Wolff?" she asked, taking a step closer to him.
"I think I have a better idea," he said.
He grabbed her arms and crashed his lips against hers. With no hesitation she kissed back. She pressed her tongue against his lips, and he opened his mouth for her. His hands held onto her waist, lifting her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
He carried her from the middle of the hall and against a wall. He ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her head closer. He pulled back just an inch, moving his head to her neck. He kissed and sucked at her neck, leaving her moaning. Until her sudden realization.
"No no no no no no no no no," Rosalina said, pushing him back. "This is not happening." She pushed off the wall and jumped down. "We are supposed to hate each other. We do hate each other. This little couple thing is not happening."
"Rosalina you know you liked it," Nat said. "and you can't lie. And I know that is little make out session, mainly happens, when we're arguing. And studies prove that hate kisses are the best feelings."
"What studies are you reading?" Rosalina asked.
"Doesn't matter," he said.
"No Wolff," she said. "This is not happening."
She snatched up her bang and marched off.