Today is the day everything begins.

Conner left right after another amazing kiss in my room. He said good night and kissed my forehead, told me he will see me today and to be ready for him then he left

He left me there standing in the middle of my room all dazed off daydreaming about the date and about the kisses we gave each other. I didn't think about the fights we had or that I was angry with him for most of it. I didn't even think about the fight I had with Dylan, I laid on my bed and fell asleep with the thought of the realest and most amazing first date ever. It wasn't perfect, far from it actually, but it was still amazing. It was us in our own little odd way.

Somehow yesterday I felt more nervous for the 'not' date with Conner that at the end turned to be a date than today. Today I felt uneasy yes but not nervous. I wasn't nervous about the fact that I will be lying to my friends, to my mother, to my brother, to the WHOLE school. Thinking about just made me want to not think about it anymore. That's all. No nervousness. No raising heart. No sweaty palms or raising thoughts. None. Just a really odd feeling in the pit of my stomach that was making me feel unease and a little guilty if I may confess.

"Truth! You are already late! You better get your ass down here right now!" mom's yelling could be heard from downstairs. She was right Dylan left early today because of practice so I didn't feel the need to hurry myself to prepare. Now I am five minutes late and I wasn't even worried anymore. I didn't care. The school was just fucking with me again and I won't let her/it or whatever win or satisfied her/it seeing me run to my classroom. She/ it could fuck herself/itself.

"I'm coming!" I looked at over at myself in the mirror to see if I was good enough for the school population. Everyone will be seeing me walk around with the famous Royal Bad Boy, Cristian Conner. Yep still didn't feel nervous. I really want to feel nervous, I don't like attention, but I just couldn't master it. Something is really wrong with me. I had a small black skirt with yesterday's belt and a really sexy lacy tube top with support and the same and only white sneakers I have in my closet. Because I felt very cool yet insecure I paired it with a black, white, and red jacket. I felt sexy. This better be enough.

Mom offered herself to drive me. North was already in school. A mother of one of his friends pick him up. Surprisingly I know, the dork has a friend. I was shocked to hearing the news come out of my mom's lips.

"Get down NOW!" she yelled again. It seemed like she is getting irritated with me. I took the tiny black purse that had only money and my backpack from beside the door and ran downstairs skipping two or three stairs while having a heart attack every single time.

Let me tell you going two or three-step at a time while going up was heaven but skipping them while rushing down was like begging to be in a hospital. Not fun. Not safe.

"Done let's go!" I screamed finally and thankfully on the main floor safely. I ran to the front door, to mom's car and buckled up.

Confession to make. I was wearing a bit of makeup. Yes, I don't like wearing makeup. Yes, I don't have a clue how to use it. That's why I said a bit. I only had a little eyeliner, mascara, and clear lipgloss just to keep my lips shiny and tempting. All kept to the very minimum. I am trying at least. I had with me my old friend the chapstick in case the lipgloss ran out.

Mom came out of the house with an annoyed face on. She locked the house, walked towards the car, and sat down.

"You really need to start working on trying to get early to school" she said once the car door from the driver sit was shut.

"I do. It's just hard" I looked at her with a guilty smile on my face.

"Sure you do" she rolled her eyes and started driving

"Well you look deferent today" she looked over at me with a knowing look making me blush. Nop, not talking about it

"No talking in the car" I said to her. One of my rules every time I was with her alone in the car. It was my thinking space. Where I knew the atmosphere won't be awkward if we didn't make small talk. It was my moment to be alone yet with her

I think she understands that because she would always let me think and never made a sound. Maybe she took this moment too for herself.

In less than ten minutes we were at the school. Yes, it was a five minute in a car but did I mention that my mom drives like a fucking turtle. I think the only tickets she received were for driving under the speed limit.

"Bye mom. Thanks" I got out of the car fast not wanting anyone to see me. The school bell already rang meaning I had less than five minutes to get to Theater. To be exact, two minutes.

That woman was almost deaf so I didn't hurry because I sit at the back of the class where there was a seat next to the always-open door.

I took my things out of the locker and walked over to the classroom.

I could feel staring at me. Guess the rumors have already spread. Some people might have seen us last night eating at the dinner but I wouldn't know I had my concentration on another person or some people saw what happen yesterday after class ended and heard about it. I am not amazed at how quickly everyone found out.

I finally got to the back door of the classroom and opened it slowly trying to not control the sounds that the old rusty door made. I hung my head hung low while the kids in my class looked at me and looked back at Mrs. Aubert, the theater teacher. It's nothing new that I was always late so people didn't care anymore. The teacher was talking looking at the book she had on her hand, reading from it. I sat down quickly next to Layla. I didn't look at her knowing the disappointed look she always gave me was on her face

I took everything I need for this class out of the backpack, which only was a pencil. She always gave us a piece of paper to write on and then take it back at the end of the class. That paper costed a point. Every day. Those were a lot of points. Two grades to be exactly. She made sure we wrote down everything we understood from the class and if you did write on it at least two sentences then the point didn't count. Smart teacher, deft but smart, sometimes. When it came down to exams she would give us the papers required and we would have to study two to three days in her classroom. If it wasn't like that and she didn't give us the papers then she would be fair and give them to us in the exam to help us pass it. Lots of paper, easy A... or B+ in my case.

I somehow get the worst grades with the help of the book or the papers. I'm better off not studying at all

"Psssttt" I could hear it coming from my left side where Layla was sitting and I ignored it. If it wasn't because I was late then it was because of the date... oh that rhymed. I was not going to talk to her about it, not now at least. I still haven't wrapped my head around it.

It was amazing yet different. I somehow want it all to myself. Not wanting to share it with the girls. Yes, I know. How can I not want to share that sacred moment?

Well bitch, if I go off telling everybody it wouldn't be that precious and sacred anymore would it. I know that I will have to tell the girls but I just want to hold on to it for a moment longer.

"Pssssst" doesn't this girl take a hint. I love her to death but come on really. I do that once and if the person doesn't respond to me it embarrasses me and would've acted like nothing happen. But noo. She won't do that, she wanted the tea.

"Psssssssst" Okay now this was just pitiful. Now she was dragging me down with her when some of the students looked back to us

"Yeesh, woman take a breather." I looked at her with wide eyes and a look that said 'are you fucking insane" that I knew she completely understood once she looked at me with a little victorious smirk "what do you want?!"

"Give me the tea, now!" she said with excitement. She put her head on her hand and looked like she was ready to hear the perfect story in her life.

"Not now Layla" That's all I said. Short and sweet... well, kind of sweet. Her whole face fell and then looked at me up and down with a sour mood

"I don't know what to think about it. It didn't go well because of your mood or it did because of how amazingly hot you are right now. Help me figure it out" There's nothing to figure out. Of course, it went well... most of it. It was kind of amazing.

"Layla, I really don't want to talk about it. Let's leave it at 'it went pretty well'" I said looking at the blank sheet of paper I had on my desk. I should start reading or I wouldn't get anything.

"Well if the date went well then why you are in such foul mood?" she gave me her paper that had a bunch of words scribbled on it. She really is a great friend

"I just literally don't want to tell anyone. Being completely honest I want to keep it to myself" I started writing what was on her paper on to mine. I don't know if she understood me with what I said or if she was going to still beg for some answers.

"Let me see if I understand it clearly. You don't want to tell your best friend and all your girlfriends about your first date because it went well?" She looked at me. I bet she was questioning my sanity. She should have done that a long time ago.

"Yes, you got it right" I said nodding firmly and smiling at her. She looked into my eyes wanting to find more answers. She was really persistent but didn't want to show it.

"I think I understand" She said slowly easing up on the sit and tuning around to face the teacher. I passed her the paper to her once I finished copying it and threw a small 'thank you' at her

"I hope you don't get mad at me" I said. Now I was the one to look at her and analyze her, searching for any trace of anger on her face and body.

"No, I understand. I was like that at first with John. I wanted to tell you guys everything but I didn't want to at the same time, I want those pieces of memories to stay with me only. With time it got easier. I knew how to share them with you guys without it losing its unique little power. I understand how you are feeling" she smiled at me sincerely. Maybe one day it will be like that with me.

Who the fuck am I kidding?

I needed to get my head out of my gutter and stop daydreaming about that date. It was only a date. Part of it wasn't even real! I was falling more and more for Cris, which I didn't even think it was possible! This getting all messed up and haven't even started officially. I needed to stay focused. No more daydreaming about those kisses or the date.

Yes, I will always hold them dear but not now. I can't afford that now. Conner is playing his own game. I needed to play my own game too, I also need to find out what it is Cris is playing but I guess that will come later.

"Okay, class pass the papers to the front" I managed to scribble four-sentence more about the theme including some of the vocabulary, which that wasn't good because the only thing that comes in those exams was vocabularies, a whole bunch of word and their meaning plus a question here and there. I was doomed for everything in my life right now. Hopefully she will give that exact vocabulary on Friday and I will be saved. I doubt it though

I passed the paper to the boy in front of me while they passed their with mine to the front of the class

"Now pass these ones to the back, make sure all the sit have one" this was like a routine of hers. She received out papers put it in a blue folder and then passes papers down to us for the next class just for her to do the same with them. So many papers, so many students. I don't know how she does it but I couldn't. Way too much of a mess for me. I would literally be organizing it every chance I get.

"You can leave in two minutes, for now, chat around" she walked to her desk and took our folder and organizing it.

Aha! I knew it! She was to calm and to relax for that mess of papers

"I know you understand it but I am not sure the girls would. Could you help me with them?" I looked over a Layla and she looked up at me catching every word I said

"Sure I'll help you but you have to tell them. Coming from me they will be more persistent on you to tell them" she said smiling sweetly at me and nodding

"Okay fine" I understood her logic there. They might catch up with what we would be doing and that would make them more curious "Then what do I tell them?"

"Tell them the unexcited parts. Like he came to get you and then went to the park, talked for a little, and then brought you back" she shrugged and looked down at her phone " or tell them what they already know but with different words and act excited. If you don't they will ask more question"

"You sure know a lot about doing this. It makes me wonder what don't I know about your date, Layla Rosetta?" I asked in a very childish and investigating voice. She just laughed at me and shook her head making me smile.

"You know what I want you to know," she said putting her phone down at her desk

"Thanks for the advice, I owe you big time" I smiled at her and looked at the clock

"You can exit the room quietly and in an orderly way" By the time she finished that sentence almost half the class were out the door. Layla and I took my secret no so secret back door like we always do to avoid all the sea of people pushing each other to get to class on time.

The door was connected to an empty classroom that was never used but was always open and clean. The main door to this classroom led to the main hallway where there wasn't much of a cluster of students.

"We need to get to the gym and fast. I heard the Coach was a bit out of it today on the practice" Well this sure can't get any better. Mr. Tots was your crazy yet typical cliché Coach. He was bald and big and I mean of length, not height. He was like a huge, gross, and moody meatball always screaming at everyone to run when he is there sitting and eating on a sandwich with an umbrella on his hand. 

He is a great Coach but only for the football, he has won us states championship three times in a row. I guess that's why they don't kick him out.

"Whoa! Hello beautiful. Where are you off in a hurry?" I was so in my thought that I didn't see the handsome boy with hypnotizing blue eyes walking towards us. He grabbed me with one hand by the waist slowing me down and breaking me from my thought and startling me at the same time. Creating this amazing path of sparks where his hand laid on my slightly exposed stomach.

"Damn, Cris you scared me for a moment" I looked at him and smiled. I placed my hand under my rapidly beating heart trying to calm it down.

"What on that pretty little head of yours?" he took a hold of both sides  of my waist in his hand and looked at me

"Nothing, stupid stuff," I said swaying my hand away like it wasn't important.

He looked at me and nodded then wrapped his arms around me bringing me closer to his chest. He leaned down to my ear making my hear flutter against my ribcage. What he said next made my knees weak crashing myself against him and holding on to him so I would fall to my ass and completely embarrassed myself in front of him. A blush erupts into my cheeks and neck making me feel all hot in my own skin.

"You look fucking ravishing" that's what he whispered in my ear. Making me act like Jell-O and all hot and bothered in the middle of the hallway while students were passing by. 

"Don't say things like that" I whispered to him not looking at him embarrassed at the show I just give everyone and especially him.

"Why not, baby?" He took his large and rough hand and placed it carefully on my cheek bringing my head up to meet his eyes. His face all fucking gorgeous with his sharp-knife jaw, piercing ocean eyes looking right at me full of determination and... lust? His left side of his mouth was lifted up in his famous bad boy smirk making him look dangerous and desiring.

"You know exactly why" my voice sounded shaky and my breath was heavy against my lungs obligating me to breathe fast and uncontrollably. What the fuck is he doing to me?

"I know, baby, I know" His smirk grew larger and his hands seem to pull me closer to him. My whole body felt like it was on fire. In a good way. He leaned against me to tell me something in the ear again, my heart felt like it gave up on me.

"Zip up the jacket, beautiful. This attire of yours seems to attract a lot of boys eyes on you. Can't blame them you look perfect"  he smirked at me and pulled away. he still had his hand loosely around me. I was so fucking late to gym that I might actually dye today of exhaustion, not the kind I want though.

"Fucking hell, Cris" I tried to separate myself from him to take fresh air and calm myself down a little "you sure know how to compliment a girl" He laughed. At me. He laughed at the state he put me on. His laugh made my heart flutter. 

"Good to know you like it," he said calming down

"Shut up and go to your class. I'm already dead because of you" I pushed him away from me, rolling my eyes at his ridiculousness and looking the other way so I could hide the huge give-away blush on my face.

"Where do you go now?" he asked taking my soft and tiny hand on his stopping me from turning away and going to my class

"The opposite way of your class," I said starting walking to class but he stopped me again

"Let me take you then, I am already late," he said with that stupid smirk on his beautiful face.

"Fine, I'm going to the gym. Think you can help me get out of trouble Mr. Charming" I started walking backward watching him and maybe flirting a little while doing it

"Mr. Tots? Damn that's a little way out of my paid grade. It's going to be hard" he joked around with me on the empty hallways. I haven't  even realized that it was empty until now yes he kept being all flirty and handsy with me until we got to the bid door of the new gym 

"Are you going to help me or not... babe?" I said jokingly at him but his eyes turned dark and beautiful while his smirk grew on his sculpted face again 

"Depends, what am I going to receive in return?" he asked. His voice dropping into a husky and dangerous one, alluring me into him. Damn those kissable sexy lips.

"That depends on if you do a good job or not" I finally said after what felt like minutes watching his lips. I found the confidence to say.

"You got yourself a deal," he whispered inches away from my mouth and pulled me closer to making space to pull open the door.

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Author's Note

Hello, lovelies!

Chapter 30 is here. Damn, I can't believe that we come so far. We are still hrs with a long way to go.

I am proud!!

Truth's Outfit

On another note:

I'm participating in a 30-day Writing Challenge with a very special friend of mine, -Dreamer-Believer-.

I think it's a great opportunity for me to express my feeling and say what's on my mind about the topic and it is also a great opportunity for you guys to know me better

I already posted the first chapter of it! You can go read it if you want

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