🐞MTOABB🐞

It was very clear that I needed to have a much needed talk with myself.
For one -- Juliet is bitchy and does not respect girl code.

"Are you okay?" Gomes asks as he stares at me through his glasses. They seemed off, like he wasn't meant to be wearing them, but who was I to question this dork creature next to me.

"I'm okay." I say although I was very much not.

"What if I wasn't okay - what would you do then?" I ask narrowing my eyes at him.

"Is this a trick question?" He says and I roll my eyes in response.

"I'd let you vent," he says as he waits for me to approve.

"You know what, I'm fine. Let's leave it at that," I say trying to cut our conversation short.

"We need to start with that literature assignment soon. When are you available?" He suddenly asks.

Going through my schedule today all I had was homework and then I remembered that chloe said Juliet would come over and there is no way that I am going to be home to welcome her.

"Why don't we go to your house right after school - and don't get any ideas, nothing will happen," I say trying to convey a sense of disgust and he just shakes his head and smiles.

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"Have you been avoiding me?" Zack says as I finally make a stop in front of my locker which he happens to be leaning against. It seems like that has become a habit of his.

"Me? I can't possibly be avoiding thee Zack Daniels," I gasp as fold my arms in annoyance.

He smirks as he watches my little tantrum till the very end. "Are you done," he says through chuckles.

"Are we still talking?" I ask.

I seriously wanted to shut my mouth with duct tape or something -- Zack has been paying attention to me for a few days now and what do I do? -- I open my big mouth and am already growling like a baby lion to all cubs after my meat.

Somebody needs to snap me out it -- wait, hasn't everyone?

"Rose - is there something you want to say?" He asks.

"No, I just want to get my stuff in the locker. Some of us have classes to get to," I say with a derisive smile.

"If I didn't have somewhere to be right now, I'd force you to tell me what's got you so worked up," he says before leaning in.

"You got me worked up" is what I wanted to say but having him leaning in only gave me one idea -- my virgin lips is about to be no more.

I close my eyes as I await for my fate and you guessed it -- it didn't happen. He pecks me on the cheek and softly chuckles.
"I'll see you around."
I watch as his feet drifts away from me and and I'm left alone in front of my cubbyhole.

🐞My Type Of A Bad Boy🐞

Maybe it wasn't the brightest idea to go straight to Gomes's house when the last bell of the day rang. I saunter towards my locker where I find Zack and Juliet locking lips and I retrace my steps. I wasn't about to relive this again.

I wasn't about to ask chloe to drop me at Gomes's place so I only had one solution -- take the bus and that's exactly where I was heading.

Having gotten myself in front of his front door, I take the opportunity to stare around. A plain white three story house with beautiful red roses surrounding the interior.

If this does not spell spoilt dork boy, then I don't know what.

I knock on the door a few times, but no reply. Already peeved at the chance of him leaving me to loiter in front of his beautiful house I spot the door bell. I allow my index finger to linger on the door bell for a second too long before taking a step away.

The door opens and I am welcomed to a...

Um...

He stands there in sweatpants and without his horrendous glasses. I allow myself to stupidly stare into his beautiful blue ocean eyes.

Snap out it Rossita - where is this coming from?

"Am I early?" I ask.

"No, do come in. I'll just go and grab my glasses and I'll be right back." He says opening the door wider to make room for me to enter.

I wanted to tell him to forget about the glasses, but instead I opted to just nod my head as he left me standing in the entrance hall admiring the simplistic paintings scattered on the walls. My mom could learn a thing or two about decorating if she visited Gomes's house.

"I can't stay long," I say.

"I understand. So, should we get to it then?" He asks.

"To what?" I say staring at him in complete awe of how in shape he is.

"The assignment," he says and I feel mortified to having been thinking of him in any other way than a dork. This was all Zack's fault- locking lips with people while talking to me.

My heart was all over the place, but this project was sure to put my trance back to focus.

He ushers me to follow suit behind when I hear footsteps rushing down the stairs.

"Who do we have here?"

"No one," Gomes says as he doesn't bother to turn around.

Me? A no one? He has another thing coming if that's how he sees me.

I turn around to come face to face with a rather beautiful girl. Same piercing blue eyes as Gomes which compliments her electric blonde hair.

I try not to compare myself to her as I smile. "It's Rossita," I say. "And you must be?" I ask skeptically.

"It's Cassandra, my little sister," Gomes says.