Chapter Three: Sucker Punch
"Hey," Mike said sweetly before kissing Becca Passionatly on the lips.He finally broke the kiss in order to catch his breath.
"Hi Mike," Becca greeted her love with a content smile. "Last night was wonderful," she said in an airy tone.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Mike winked after this statement. He felt it had went perfect. He had done the Presiden'ts daughter! In his book, that was the ultimate. The best part of it, was that he had proof. He couldn't wait to show the guys at lunch. "Oh, that's the bell. I'll see you later." He kissed her goodbye and left for his own class.
The rest of her day went pretty easily. But she couldn't help but wonder why she hadn't seen Mike all day. As she and Horace made their way to the motorcade, she saw the populettes of the school watching them. At first, she thought it was just their normal fawning over Horace. But that idea was quickly terminated as she heard them yell in unison, " Have a nice day, HOBECCA!"
She suddenly felt nauseus. How did they know about her and Mike? And even worse, who else knew? Tears filled her eyes as she was escorted back to the White House. She felt like she had been sucker punched in the stomach.
A/n: Sorry for such the long wait, I became braindead on this story and couldn't find the right words. So yeah, I hope I'll have another chaper soon.