Jackson's POV

I couldn't wait until lunch, my heart was racing of the thought of us sitting together during lunch. The teacher Mrs.McCormick was so boring. I hurriedly finished my vocabulary assignment and took a quick glance at the clock. 

3 minutes left

I tried not to curse at the thought of not seeing Natasha for a full 3 minutes. 

"Okay class, pack your belongings get ready for lunch." The teacher said.

Finally! I got up and pretended to throw something away. Then the bell rang. I was almost out the door, but the teacher called me back.

Curses!!!!!!!

'"hat did I tell you about getting out of your seat without permission?" The teacher said.

"To ask for permission, I grumbled"

"Good, now don't do it ever--"

I was running out the door before she got time to finish I didn't see Natasha by her locker so I ran straight to the commons or lunchroom. I let out a sigh of relief as I see Natasha sitting with her friends. 

"Hey" I say to her friends.

"Hi", they say in almost chorus.

"Hey Natasha" I whisper in her ear.

I see a tiny blush on her cheeks as I smile at her.

"Hey Jackson"

She returns back to her lunch occasionally glancing at me.  

"Are you OK?" Natasha asks me.

"Yeah, why" I say confused

"Because first of all you barely even you touched your lunch and second you keep looking at me."

"What, I can't look at my girl anymore, because she's so beautiful."

She looked flustered for a second before responding.

"Stop with the punchline jokes, I'm already your girl" she said while punching my shoulder lightly.

Her two friends were laughing so hard they almost fell of their seats.

The bell suddenly rang and her two friends, Sophie and Crystal, jumped out of their seats and quickly said bye, I guess trying to give me and Natasha some space.

Natasha turned away from me but not before poking me in the stomach.

"Hey, what was that for." I said

"You left me all alone at my locker, and i waited for you like forever." she pouted.

"Awww, is my little cuddle bug mad?" 

I wrapped my arms around her waist as we walked to fifth period together. 

"I'm sorry.."

No response.

"I said I'm sorry, Nat--"

"I know," she said. "And I forgive you" giving me a peck on my lips.

She purposely sashayed back to class then turned around and said: 

"Coming, Darling?"