Ok, I'm really sorry this chapters so short! But I wanted to upload what I've done otherwise nothing would get uploaded at the moment :P So, enjoy!
I could feel that he was taken by surprise, because he stiffened. I don't even know what made me do it. I just went for it. I was so lost in the feeling, I wasn't thinking straight. This wasn't like kissing Jake or Shane or anyone else I'd kissed before. This...this felt different. I don't know what-I couldn't-Suddenly I came into reality and realised I was kissing him. Freddie Benson, the AV dork of our high school. Oh my god, what the hell am I doing?! My conscious yelled at me. I widened my eyes in realisation of what I was doing and started to pull away, putting my hands on Benson to push him off me. I did so only to find that he reached up and grabbed my wrists and pulled me toward him and wrapped his arms around my waist, preventing me from escape. He then stared to kiss back. I was surprised and pushed against his chest to get away, but he pulled me closer and held me tighter. What the hell is happening?! Why did I do this?! Oh my god, if people at school find out we're doing this, my social stock would plummet! We have to stop! Now! Shit, he won't let me go. Oh my god, he just slipped his tongue in my mouth. Oh god. I need to stop. What the hell am I doing?! I don't realise the seriousness of the situation! My reputation would die! I need to stop. Ugh, I don't wanna stop. Yes, I do. He nibbled on my bottom lip and I moaned. After a fight with my conscious, I gave myself over to him. Ugh, this is so wrong...
FPOV
Oh my god. She just kissed me...oh my god, she's still kissing me. She can't be kissing me! Why is she kissing me? She's her, and I'm, well...me. She's a selfish, inconsiderate, beautiful, vein girl. Great kisser though. Oh my god, I shouldn't even be thinking that, I shouldn't be able to think that. Why am I saying that?! There should be no kissing, why is there kissing?! What the hell does she think she'd doing?! More importantly, what the hell do I think I'm doing?! I'll tell ya what I'm thinking...I'm not! That's the problem! As I was thinking, I noticed she was pulling away. Good, now we can talk about this and find out what the hell she was actually thinking. Suddenly, my arms shot up and pulled her back toward me. What?! What the hell am I doing?! My arms just shot up, without consulting me! I was still kissing her, what the fuck is wrong with me? I wasn't particularly not enjoying kissing her. She was certainly the better kisser out of us and the girls I'd kissed. She didn't have much competition, to be honest. But she was by far the best kisser I'd ever-Oh my god, I'd just slipped my tongue her mouth. Well...I officially have NO control over my body! She moaned and pushed herself closer into my body. Oh my god, such a sexy moan...Why am I thinking this?! She is a good kisser though...but she's so...everything I hate, I mean selfish, conceited-Oh, fuck it, I thought as I grabbed her face and leant down to her a bit so she didn't have to reach up to reach me anymore and kissed her harder. Ugh..this is so wrong...
SPOV
I suddenly got the strength to push away after what felt like a minute of kissing but was actually 5,
'What are you doing?!' I screamed at him,
'What?' he asked, 'You kissed me!' he yelled back,
'That's no excuse!' I yelled,
'Uh, it kinda is!' he exclaimed,
'Do you know who I am?' I asked, 'You kissed me back and I am way out of your league!' I shouted,
'What?! You kissed me in the first place!' he shouted. I had no reply to that, 'If you hate me so much, why did you kiss me in the first place?' he asked,
'I-I don't-' This is the first time in my life that I can remember that I, Samantha Puckett was speechless,
'Exactly' he said,
'You should have stopped me!' I accused,
'What?' he asked, 'I was obviously having weak moment, I obviously didn't know what I was doing! You should have stopped me but you didn't! You took advantage of me in my weaker state!' I shouted,
'What?! I didn't take advantage of-'
'Yes you did! I mean I obviously wouldn't kiss you of all people in my right mind! I obviously wasn't thinking straight and just did it! I mean why on earth would I kiss you?!' I finished. He raised both eyebrows and looked at me in shock,
'You're right, you prefer the hot, shallow type, right?' he asked, sarcastically. I gasped.
FPOV
'You're right, you prefer the hot, shallow type, right?' I asked her,
'Well, it's better than your type!' she yelled,
'And what's that?' I asked, curious,
'Anything that moves!' she exclaimed,
'Well, it's better than you!' I shouted. She gasped dramatically,
'You-' she pointed at me, '-are a sad little dork who can't get any person, let alone a girl to go out with you or even kiss you!' she exclaimed,
'Well, you did!' I yelled. She narrowed her eyes and glared at me,
'I'm done' she said, picking up her stuff and heading toward the door,
'With what?!' I called after her. She opened the door,
'You never come near me again' she pointed at me and spat through her teeth. She walked out the door and toward the elevator,
'Fine with me!' I called after her leaning my head out the door. I slammed the door in frustration. Oh my god, that girl is just so-I can't she's so complicated! I groaned in frustration and headed toward my bedroom. I stopped halfway when I heard a knock at the door. I furrowed my brow in confusion and sighed as I turned around and headed toward the door again. I yanked it open to see Samantha standing in my doorway. We looked at each other for a minute before we both lunged for each other's lips.
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It had been three weeks since Samantha and I randomly made out in my apartment. As a result, we had been making out on a regular basis, the coincidence being, we only made out when we fought. I'd tried to figure it out, but after a week I gave up thinking, she wasn't going to give me any answers. I was still confused about the whole thing, and I'm pretty sure she is too. I mean, I hate this girl and the next moment we're making out? And her, she randomly makes out with the boy she hates? Confusing, right? Well, I guess that's high school...
'Hey Benson!' I heard a voice call my name in the school hallway. I turned around to see Samantha walking my way. She looks beautiful...What? No, I mean she-I meant that she was-I think-Damn, forget it...
'What?' I asked, sighing. I figured since we made out on a regular basis she'd maybe be a little nicer to me, but no...
'I have a test next period and I need you to help me study for it' she said, thrusting a textbook into my hands,
'What? Next period?' I asked, 'And you're only studying now?' I asked,
'I forgot! Geez...' she said, walking past me and heading to our classroom we did our studying in. I sighed and followed her into the room,
'Have you studies at all?' I asked. She scoffed,
'Of course not' she sounded disgusted,
'Samantha!' I scolded, 'Did you know you had a test before today?'
'Well, Carly reminded me yesterday night, but by then me and Becca had already said we were gonna go to this club that just opened up and-'
'Samantha, you're so irresponsible!' I scolded,
'I already had plans!' she yelled back,
'But you knew you had a test!' I pointed out,
'It was a new club! And I couldn't just ditch Becca and-'
'Forget it' I shook my head, sitting down, 'What's the test in?' I asked. She opened her mouth the tell me and then creased her eyebrows in confusion. She snatched the book out of my hands and flipped through the pages. She stopped at one and pointed at it
'Dynamical systems and differential equations in applied mathematics' she finished,
'Ah, Samantha! I don't even tutor you for that!' I complained,
'Well?!' she snapped, 'Can you teach me or not?!'
'Not with that attitude!' I snapped back. She folded her arms and pursed her lips, glaring at me. I laughed humourlessly, 'Are you sulking with me?' I asked in disbelief,
'I don't sulk' she spat through her teeth,
'Sure' I scoffed and she glared at me, 'Sit' I commanded, pointed to the chair. She sighed and rolled her eyes, sitting down,
'So , are you gonna teach me?' she asked,
'Well, Samantha, I can't teach you a whole subject in-' I looked at the clock, '-40 minutes' I told her,
'Well, you can try!' she snapped, 'I know some, you just have to go over it' she stated, 'Go' she commanded, pointing to the books.
I'd been going through some of the basic stuff with her for about ten minutes and I'm about ready to kill her...
'You're not teaching properly!' she yelled,
'You're not listening!' I shouted back,
'Yes I am!' she protested, 'But you are not putting enough dedication in to getting me to pass!'
'There's no more dedication to put in!' I argued,
'You want me to fail, don' t you?' she asked, 'That's the only possible solution I can come up with'
'You what?!' I exclaimed,
'Yeah, you don't want me to learn because you don't want be to be any smarter than you, so you don't teach me the way I should-'
'Samantha!' I scolded, 'Have you ever stopped and though that maybe it's not your fault? And maybe, just maybe it's going to be your fault?' I asked,
'No! Cause it never is my fault!' she yelled. Oh my god, this girl is...unbelievable! There are no words to describe her! And I got an A in English!
'You go through life blaming everyone else for your mistakes and failures and you never stop to think that you might be the cause of them! And you-' I was interrupted from our argument by, you guessed it, Sam kissing me. I tried to push her off but I couldn't physically move my arms. Instead, they moved up to her waist and stayed there. She pulled me closer to her and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, whilst kissing me deeper. I can't believe I'm letting her do this to me again. It may not be a big deal to her, but it's messing up my whole mind! I groaned. Partly from anger at myself and partly because she slid her hands up the back of my shirt, along my back. We made out for what felt like 5 minutes but was actually about 30, I realised when she pulled away and I looked at the clock. She grabbed her bag off the chair and headed to the door,
'Great, I'm gonna fail now' she said, opening the door, 'Thanks a lot Benson (!)' she said, sarcastically, going out the door and slamming it behind her. Oh. My. God. I cannot believe her! I shook my head and slung by bag over my shoulder. I had free lessons now as I did my science exam early, so I went to the library.
