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Eddie's POV
"It is now 10 o'clock…" I hear Victor – I immediately burry my head in my pillow. EVERY single night was a same story. By the way – I was depressed. How the HELL was I supposed to get her attention? I really liked her, but I didn't know how to get her to like me too… I look at the clock. WOW – already 10:30pm! I seriously need to stop thinking about her… I got up quietly, not wanting to wake up an already-asleep-Fabian. I was planning to sneak out and get a midnight snack…
Patricia's POV
Alright… Torch, check. Blankets, check… Paper and pen… PAPER AND PEN! Oops… I hurriedly get them out of my drawer. Of course, this was after curfew. If we were caught like this, DEAD MEAT. Only my bedside lamp was on, and the bathroom light. Just then, Emma walks out of the bathroom, dressed in black.
"What the…" I say, looking at her. "Why are you dressed as a… ninja?" I laugh. She smiles.
"Well go ahead and out on yellow – you'll stand out as brightly as the moon in the sky…" she said. Oh, I get her point.
"Eugh… I HATE yellow…" I say.
"Whatever… Anyway, YOU shouldn't have a problem putting on black clothes, since you're natural colour IS black! C'mon – outside," she says, grinning. We cautiously walk out the door.
Eddie's POV
I stay outside my bedroom door for a few minutes so my eyes can adjust to the darkness. As soon as I can see well, I go into the kitchen, not making much noise – what's the worst that'd happen if I get Victor-ed? Get expelled? Ha, nah… My dad would never do that… Anyways, I was in front of the fridge, getting ingredients out to make myself a hoagie. Yum… Just then, I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I keep dead still.
Patricia's POV
We were creeping down the stairs. I remembered to skip the 7th one, since it creaked. Emma, however, forgot.
"CREAK!" it went.
"Shit! I'm sorry!" she whispered to me. I snicker and we carry on downstairs.
We get to the bottom. I stare at the figure by the fridge and swear out loud.
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"Eddie?" I whisper.
"Ah! Oh… It's you… Wait, what are you doing down here?" he asks, in a fairly loud tone.
"Sure, say it louder, Eddie. We need the whole world to hear it!" I whisper, thick on sarcasm.
"Oh, sorry!" he says.
"Well if you'd excuse us, we're going back to bed," I say, about to turn around.
"Hey – if you don't tell me why you were down here in the first place, I'm gonna go tell Victor," he said. Piece of shit… "Either that… or you sweet-talk with me for the rest of the term," he finished, grinning.
"That's blackmail! Anyways, try," I say, in a daring voice.
"Fine," he says, and starts heading for Victor's bedroom at the end of the passage. Shoot – he really looked like he was gonna do it. The next thing that happened, you CANNOT blame me for it.
"Eddie!" I hissed. He kept on going. I had NO clue this was going to happen. My body ran up and my arm grabbed his arm and turned him around… and… my lips smashed onto his. I feel his body tense up into shock-mode, but after a split second, he's kissing back.
Oh My Gosh.
I
Just
Kissed
Eddie
Doofus
Miller…
(A/N: Dun, dun, dun… Hehe LOL… Sorry if you got confused because I kept on switching POV's… Review! Just saying – it's 11:27PM at night here… But I'm writing this for you guys… Luv u guys! BTW: Next update - when I have 13 reviews! Thx xxx)