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What exactly am I doing?

I'm really happy with Zack - I know it - I can feel it.

I walk towards my locker where Juliet is standing there with Chloe.

"What are you two doing here at my locker?" I ask them.

"So we shouldn't be here?"chloe asks.

"Not what I meant, it's just not something you do on a regular."

"How was your little sleepover with Prinse?" Juliet asks with a smile. She has her hair tied into a ponytail, giving us clear view of her face.

"It was a sleepover with Cass and you know it, Juliet. Might I add - this hairstyle makes your forehead look bigger than usual." I snicker.

She stares at Chloe. "It is, isn't it?"

"You've always had a big forehead. Don't let her get to your head. You know she does this when she's feeling guilty for something," chloe reassures Juliet.

She's right. Juliet has always had a big forehead, but haven't you heard? Pretty girls have big foreheads.

"Hey ladies," Zack says, coming from the back and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I smile, knowing that he made that gesture in front of Juliet.

"You two are actually pretty cute. I had to join in on the Zack and Rossita parade soon enough," Juliet comments.

Chloe looks at her friend amused. "You're growing up."

"Oh please, Zack isn't the only boy at school. I'm thinking of checking out Prinse-"

"NO!" I say, cutting her off and all their eyes glare at me, sending me different messages.

Chloe looks at me all nervous for me - "what have you done?" Is what I could read from her pupils.

Juliet stares at me in shock - "you're fucked." It was clearly written on her face, but I knew I was in shit, she didn't have to tell me twice.

Zack clenches teeth. His anger very apparent - "you better have a good excuse" looking at his eyes, I hopped I had a good excuse.

"He has a girlfriend, that's why," I say, although it sounded more of a squeaky voice in my head.

"How would you know that?" Zack asks.

"He told me." Which is not a lie, because he did tell me about Molly.

"So you two are still on talking terms?" He asks, removing his arms from my waist.

A wave of coldness hugs me on the spot where his arms had brought me warmth.

"He's my English partner."

"Could you two give us a minute please," he says, addressing Chloe and Juliet.

Chloe looks at me with a bare-it-expression and walks away with Juliet following her tail.

"Was he the you spent time with yesterday afterschool?"

"It was for an assignment," I defend.

"Answer the damn question," he snarls.

"Yes."

"So how did that go?" He folds his arms and leans onto my locker.

"It was fine," I say.

"Just fine? Would have thought it was great," he says.

"What do you mean by that?"I ask, already not liking where this conversation was going.

"Thought he was good at getting the girls to drop their panties."

I gush in disgust. "How dare you say that? Who has more notches in their belt, huh?"

Having had a glance at Prinse's body, it's obvious that he isn't a virgin, but I doubt he slept with girls like Zack has in the past.

"You should ask him. He has quite the stories to tell. Why don't you ask Chloe how the sex was, I bet she has details to share."

"How dare you say that, Zack! Fuck you!"I yell.

"Then let's go do it, I know the perfect spot - maybe then I can add another notch on my belt, but even then I would not be able to surpass his target," he spits out in anger and out of nowhere, my hand is on his cheek and I can feel the after affect of having slapped him.

"What are you doing?" I cry out.

"I told you I don't want you near him."

"I tried to change partners, but Mr. Miller wouldn't have it," I sigh, feeling weird - first boy I've ever slapped and he happens to be my longtime crush and now boyfriend.

Is he still my boyfriend after all this?

He breaths in heavily, looking everywhere else but where I wanted him to look.

"I'm sorry." I move to cup his cheeks.

Standing on my tiptoes, I drop a kiss on his lips.

Unsure of whether he'll reciprocate - I start to move back, but he wraps his right arm on my waist and pulls me towards him.

"I don't want to have to feel like I'm sharing you," he says, staring right at me. "I don't share my candy."

"I'm not edible," I lightly chuckle.

"To me you are." He playfully bites my neck and I wiggle away.

"Will you be having lunch with the boys?" I ask.

"Not today, because I'll be spending lunch with my girlfriend."

It sounded just right coming out of his mouth - this was always want I wanted - to have him in my arms and soon everywhere else.

Yes, exactly that - wouldn't Chloe want to know.

I shake my head, trying to get the idea of him and her together out of my head.