"Bella. fuckin stop it now dude!" I said feeling red head like a blade with her kisses planted all over my face. It was impossible to stand in public any longer and take these kisses within my heart gushing with lust and love at the same time. I was completely aware that if we both stood here longer than any minute now, it would not take long for any guy professor to notice us and come parading over at us with his blunt face. No longer I was in any mood to face that shit and that was when I somehow parted my lips from those of Isabella's, hot red and tarnished with the wet lust lurkin' out of my mouth and my entire body. I was happy and hornier than ever but I already had the idea that doing this any longer would get us both into sick trouble!

Winking for one last time, I splashed another mouthful kiss on Bella's lips and later joined the crowd of girls in whose shade I could hide. I very well knew this was my only moment towards dashing away ahead for the washroom! I also knew that I needed to move as fast as I could to clean up my reddish face filled with the lovely lust of a partial girlfriend.

~Bella always made me feel loved above everything for real and I damn got to admit it, dude. Because whenever even one of us got sad and needed some soothing, touch of love, we did not hesitate to go wandering at places distant from this world of ours and find ourselves in a place where it would be just her and me, with kisses and touches to untie the slutty clothes and hearts to destroy the souls. Want to know how? You ought to read the rest of it then~

As I moved forward, I was a little panicking and moving with my stumbling footsteps like a dumbass who doesn't know how to go on walking between the crowd. Of course, how would I know that in this situation, trying to push through this pussy crowd of those girls whom I never liked in my entire life? There was hardly anyone beautiful sort of girl here except some crowd of those bitches ahead whom I could not recognize within the distance. I already knew I was looking desperate amid these very much patient students who had rest in their hearts while my lust-driven ugly face did not want any human interaction until those smooching shades of dark pink lipstick were whined away from my already reddened, blushing face. Yeah, I wasn't in love but still fragile was my heart as I continued to keep walking in the daylight of our school corridors, pushing me to slow down my moments reluctantly, with no choice. I was hardening my own shitty soul with that damn embarrassment of being caught and that was exactly when things started to shit me off for real. You won't believe but what I saw next, pulled the string of my heart here and there, with nervousness that I had never really experienced before.

Because it was not about what I next but about whom I saw next. It was Jemima Hewitt. A girl I did not want to recognize and was in no mood to discuss at this purposeful moment in life. She was standing right there in front of me, just a few steps away laughing her head off while I was away from her covering my face from any other girl who did not wish to look at me out of weirdness. Inside I was solitary to move away from here and not to be in the shade of being discovered in front of her, with this reddened face of embarrassment, but do you think God would care to listen to me for that? Hell, they won't!

It was just another second before she caught me staring at her with a weird face covered within my palms and wanting to look away from her though they had no purpose to do so. At first look, I could hardly notice the change of expressions on her happily joyous face, but later as she surprisingly moved closer towards me, I saw the sudden expression of familiarly unknown feeling upon her face. As far as I could think about her in this moment of chaos, I believed that maybe she thought of me as somebody weird and ghostly, but later my doubt was resolved.

Hardly did it take her seconds to move closer and closer towards me, while just another turn of her glossy body, to stay ahead in front of mine, close to my eyes as if we both were meant to take the key and push it in the lock right away. Out of nowhere, suddenly I felt my body shiver standing in front of her as bizarre thoughts of utmost anxiety and embarrassment climbed my mind and made me feel the need to run away from her, anyhow. It was the first time that I was so nervous and could not utter a word in a situation, feeling my mouth turn dry and my heart turns to soar with feelings that were romantically hard to express.

Wait! Did I say 'romantically,' but why?! I know I surely can't be in love with somebody and maybe you would have realized the same till now, right??

Romance and being romantic only existed in my life until girls offered me something and today was no exception for it. It was 1000 times difficult to understand what was going on in my mind at the moment when for the first time, I did not look at a girl's figure more than her face!

Dude, that's not possible. How could it be possible? And that too for a guy full of lust and sex-driven life? Never!~

"What happened, haven't you seen a beautiful girl before in your life?" she questioned, feeling arrogant.

"No. Ah! Sorry, I mean, yes." I answered, still hiding my face behind the halves of my fingertips.

"Huh?"

"Anyway. Why are you hiding your face? Are you that ugly??"

"Ah, No, actually I just need to wash it. Can you, can you please excuse me.."

"Sure, but I wanna see your face. And I hope you won't have a problem, right? Baby."

She spoke and actually, I did forget to revise where I was in the present, thinking about her much deeper with my heart hardening much harder than my body, which demanded lust but never love. I could not decide how to run away from her, from Jemima because I knew I liked her and did not wish to break this conversation with her, for God's sake, man. With a timid face, hidden merely beneath the fingertips of my hand, I slowly started losing control over myself and the gest of the situation in here. I hardly remembered that my face was still cuddled with those hot flashy smooches by my best friend who was not my girlfriend, Isabella Mudryk, the girl whom half of them fancied but failed to get. Lucky was I? God knows.

"Hello? I think I am still here, bruh." She spoke arrogantly and looked at me with an annoyed look this time.

Though annoyed she was, happier and more divinely deep within her I felt looking at her and failing to realize that my hand was swiftly lowering itself down the red blade of lust, which I god damn wanted to hide. Half dwelled within the beauty of her sight and depth of her fuckin melody of a voice, I forgot about everything around me like a pratt who has nothing to worry about in his life until he realizes he has so much fuckin nausea to deal with, later. Lol.

"Seems like another guy is in love with me! Isn't it? Hehe."

She uttered with her bizarre look at my side and the next moment I lost control of everything. My arm slipped down my face and the stern look of my face was now available in the public domain of this life to laugh and poke fun at. Her words had made me feel the rain in the sapphire and that's how I lost control guys, I lost control and swished towards those giggles I slowly started to hear at first from the hell lot of students around me, and then on Jemima's beauty flushed face, giggling with her softy tiny voice. It seemed she had forgotten all about everything until I realized the reason behind it, it was me;) Hehe, know how foolish I am now.

"What happened, why are you laughing?" I asked utterly unaware of my foolishness.

"Dude, fuckin look at yourself!!!"(her, giggling and losing control)

"Wait. No! Wait!"

"SHIT!" I said as soon as realized what a melodious drama I had of myself, looking at the girls around me giggle while the guys poke fun with their bullshit comments. I could not believe what I had and now here I had to bear it, with a smile that would represent what a fool I was, man. Shit...

Everyone was looking with their faces turning brighter with giggles and laughter more than ever while all I could do was either try to hide my face once again or rush towards the washroom to wash it right away. I could also hear some guys making intrusive comments about my face as they noticed the way dark those marks of lipstick were, trying to guess who the girl might be, thickly poured with so much lust and horniness within her body. Indeed, I was embarrassed and felt ashamed, but still out of nowhere I was smiling and the reason was this girl whom I had hardly talked with in my entire life around this school until now. The way she was looking at me and giggling, made me feel happy and satisfied somewhere, partly for which I had no answer nor do I have now more than before. At times she giggled looking at me, while the other moments she gave me a faint smile that expressed something I failed to understand;(

"Dude, go and wash your face or these guys will pull the shit out of you!!" giggling, she spoke with a smile and gestured for me to move away right now. My heart was not ready for it I knew it, but maybe this was the moment to break apart I thought. She kept looking at me for another moment, laughing with all her heart, and nodded as to my heart if she knew what it had saturated within.

~

"Don't worry, I won't ask you who did this(giggling).. I know her well," she expressed smiling and after a moment, turning her back, disappeared into the crowd...