A/N – Yes, I'm a horrible horrible person, my stories are all in notebooks under the desk when they should be on this wonderful little site. I'm home alone tonight though, no roommates, no boyfriend, no homework. Let's see how many stories I can work on in one night huh?
Anne chapter 6
Anne's POV
I don't know what came over me, but I did it. I kissed Soda. Square on the lips. What was I doing? I pulled back, turned tail and ran home as fast as I could. Oh god, what have I done?
Soda
Of all the things that I thought would have happened that day I would have put my money on rain of tads before Anne kissing me.
Not that I minded, she was cute, and I kinda liked her. I made a move to deepen the kiss and she pulled back and ran off.
I got up and slowly walked back to the DX. I decided not to tell the guys, not even Pony, who I told everything to. It just didn't seem like a good idea. Lord only knows what it meant. It was sudden and then she ran. But oh wow. That had to be one of the most amazing kisses ever. Now, don't get me wrong, I've kissed my share of girls in my time, but I've never felt such a strong spark.
When I got back to the DX I went to restock the shelves, anything to distract me.
Anne
When I got home that night it was dinner time and I manage to choke down a plateful of meatloaf and potatoes.
I then went to my room and threw myself down on the bed. Why did I do that? I have a wonderful boyfriend and here I am kissing some self proclaimed hood!
I reached into my bedside table and took out a picture of Gary and me. It was taken at the welcome dance only a few weeks ago. Gary at about 6 feet tall was about a head taller then Soda, with a strong athletic build, the perfect football player. His hairs much shorter then Soda's, almost buzzed and he has gorgeous green eyes.
We'd known each other since pre-school and at the beginning of junior year he'd asked me out. We had a great year and the following summer had been even better, and like I've said before we're going to stay together despite being so far apart.
I was not looking foreword to school the next day, where I'd have to sit with Soda in chem. Class, how could I face him? I ended up falling asleep, fully clothes, and still holding Gary's picture in my hands.