CHAPTER VIII

Mary's POV

I take her hand in mine as we walk outside the mall,making our way back to the street where I go through everyday

—Where are we going?—. I smile to myself as I thought on being there with her. I might be a fool,taking her to my special place already. But something tells me that it will be worth it.

—You'll see—. Her hand grips tighter when we pass by a dirty and smelly street. I hear her groan in disgust and I feel ashamed. If only she knew I live near here ...

Jade's POV

She walks beside me as we reach a McDonalds's cubicle. We haven't crossed a singe word and I don't know if that's good,I honestly couldn't care less anyways,I just asked them if they wanted a soda because it would be too awkward to sit there for at least two hours without saying or doing a thing.

—What do you drink?—. I ask her. Her eyes flick up to meet mine as I notice I caught her off guard.

—uh uhm Sprite is okay—. She smiles and I just nod,turning back to the casher

—A medium Sprite and Diet Coke—. He nods and types on the cash. He asks for the money and after some seconds,he hands me my ticket and my change.

I look down at her and she's still smiling up at me,I'm starting to feel weird

—Here you have—. I mumble a thanks and take both bottles,giving the Sprite to her.

—Thank you—. She takes the straw between her lips and I just nod,walking back to a table

—Sooo...what do you think they will be right now?—. I shrug and look away with the straw between my lips. From the corner of my eye I catch her nodding and turning away,which gives me the change to actually look at her. Sure this girl is a bad chick. Look at that skirt,is too damn short,along with her shirt. And...wow. Actually her belly looks amazing with that piercing;I would have never pictured her as a piercing girl. Her stomach looks soft and I can bet all my weekly money that she's veggie. That would be amazing unless she doesn't eat tacos too,then that would be catastrophic.

—Like what you see?—. I snap my eyes up again. She caught me. Play cool West,play cool.

—What If I do?—. I quirk my eyebrow at her which she only answers by chuckling

—I wouldn't blame you—. She sure knows how to talk back. Hot image,hot talk -wait what the fuck Jade? Think straight. Girls like this only want attention to push you away right after you are wrapped up. Besides,you're not gay or something . . .

—I'm Catherine by the way. Call me Cat—. Her hand lifts up and I give it a small glance,before taking it in my own

—Jadelyn. Call me Jade—.

Mitchie's POV

After five minutes of her dragging me up along a small mountain,we finally arrive,or that's what I suppose.

The sight is beautiful and the sunlooking this orange is even more gorgeous. The yesterday's rain water making the grass shine at it's highest beauty,along with a big tree a few meter away on our left side.

—Is beautiful—. I breath out.

—Here is where I come to draw. Come..—. Her hand pulls on me again and we walk to the tree. It's just when we are one metter away when I notice that there's a cotton canvas over a easel,standing just a few inches away from the tree. I step in the very front of it and notice that there're mountains and a lake over the painting,the same stuff that's in live and colour in front of us.

—You're a really good artist—. The colours were so bright,so touchable that I couldn't help myself and traced the canvas with a single finger

—Thank you. It's not that amazing though,I need professional guidance. As soon as I finish school,I will sign for the art's school near my house—. I walk back to where she is and she takes a paintbrush from the easel.

—Why can't you right now?—.

—because I can't pay the arts school with the money I gain now. When I finish school,I will be able to work for longer periods of time and gain more money—. I nod my head,watching her hand as she moves her wrist in the right way to get the perfect sky's texture. I walk behind her and trace my hand over a figure shaped on the tree

—You did this?—. She turns and walks behind me.

—Yes. The second time I came here—. She whispers on my ear

—Does it have a meaning?—. Her hand grips mine and pulls it up,making my index finger follow the path of the figure

—The heart on top of the anchor means love and the cross that the anchor extreme's form means faith. The anchor itself means to keep believing on what you do and feel—. I smile thinking that that must be the most mean full sign I've seen.

—Is it your sign or something?—. I ask and feel her pulling away. I already miss her heat on mine;she's so soft and gentle. I turn to her while seeing how she lifts her sleeve up. The same shape inked on her upper end of her forearm.

—You could say—. I smile at the sight,the tattoo is so perfect it's so new,so black. Not like those grey and blurry ones.

—it's stupid though—. She chuckles and I turn my face up to her

—It's not stupid. I loved the full meaning—. I shake my head,gripping her shirt on my fists and pulling her closer.

—I never told you this but...since that day you kissed me I can't stop thinking about you neither—. She smiles and I do the same with her. Something about her drags me over,maybe it's her sweet scent or her beautiful brown eyes. I don't know if it's her full pink lips but I stop thinking on reasons as soon as our lips connect. They're so soft,it's toxic. I know I'm walking through fire with all this situation but I don't care. Maybe are all those things mixed with the fact that she's the sweetest person I've ever met . . .

By the time we arrive back to the mall,Dallas and Car are already inside the limo waiting for me to say goodbye

—Thank you so much for coming Mitchelle—. I smile up at her and shake my head

—Don't thank me for giving me a beautiful afternoon—. She smiles down at me and our eyes lock. Something about them making me lean up to them. My lips are almost over hers when I hear the honk of the limo

—MITCHELLE!— Dallas yells from the passenger seat. I roll my eyes and hug Mary.

We share a pair of "byes" and I peck her cheek,pulling away right after

—Bye—. I smile up at her friend and she waves back.

—Geez with your pants,Dallas!—. I groan at my sister as I open the back door. Car greeting me with a wiggle of her eyebrows . I shake my head with a laugh and push on her arm.

Mary...Mary...

As you might have noticed,I pretty much explain my logo. The heart is for being ARIANATOR. The cross for being LOVATIC and the anchor for being SELENATOR (: along with the meanings and learning that each one of them gave me (:

Also,I'm planing to do a little video story. Is called MY LIFE AS SELENATOR. The video is on my youtube,I'll leave you the link thoug I don't think it will work: watch?v=obEKwzuqb9M if the link doesn't work (as always) my youtube is Lovez Desire and the video is titled My Life as Selenator Trailer. I will make the story do it gets enough likes so if you are interested on watching them,like the video (: thanks.

and well,the usual,I'm sorry for grammar or spelling mistakes and blah blah blah. Though I want to know if you prefer the quote signs ("") or the lines (—) let me know. I will already change them in another story cause of a request so you say...loveshuu