Chapter 3: I felt butterflies in my stomach like I always do

Hannah:

Hearing the front door open, I see a student coming in to our Algebra class with a note for Ms. Montgomery.  Unfolding it to read, she called my name.

"Hannah, your needed in the office." Standing up from my desk with a secret smile I grabbed the note and headed out the door.

The hallway was empty since everyone was in class, he's not here yet. Skipping and humming 'Move Along' by All American Rejects. Lost in my own world bopping my head when I felt hands on my shoulders push me to the lockers.

I felt soft lips on mine, I moved with this person and I felt butterflies in my stomach like I always do.

"Charlie, you're so sneaky," I said smiling into his lips.

"I missed you." He told me while kissing my neck.

"I missed you too. You're gonna start something in the middle of the hallway. What if we get caught?" I told him trying to push him away.

"Don't worry, babe I'm like a ninja with those slips," he said with his forehead connected to mine and I couldn't help but smile at his big blue eyes that I fell for.

He leaned into for a kiss again but we heard a door slam open against the lockers. Charlie grabbed my hand heading to the nearest storage closet, locking it behind us.

I turned on the light to be greeted by his eyes again, hungry but filled with love. Our lips meet again but I didn't kiss him back, my doubtful thoughts coming in. "What's wrong, babe?" he said while holding my face.

I sighed dramatically "I mean I know I agreed to this, but it's exhausting," I frowned, crossing my arms.

He threw his head back with frustration, "you promised, Hannah."

"I like to show you off, Charlie," I explained.

"But we said to keep it a secret."

"Is it enough though?"

"Its better this way, trust me," trust me. Those two words swimming in my mind, making me lose his trust a little.

"You still with me?" his thumb brushing my cheek softly, his eyes pleading for me to agree.

"Yeah," I said sadly.

"One day." The small peck turned  passionate running my fingers through his hair, his strong hands gripping my waist.
He did it again with his words, and I believe him. Its not enough but I can handle it for now.

The bell shrilled out, alerting is that it's third period. Fixing our clothes and hair, he kissed my lips quickly and walked out. I wait for two minutes then leave the closet. Heading to the bathroom, I do my business, after I finished I see Linda and Edward making out by the lockers.

A little jealous because I wanna do that in the open too. "Get a room you two," I said approaching them, pulling apart they start to laugh.

Edward's chin lengthed hair messy and dark brown eyes still on Linda, kissing her cheek and running a hand through her long reddish hair. His six feet tall frame to her five foot height, she lifted up to him for another kiss.

"Don't worry, Han I'll play match maker for you," she giggled while pushing my shoulder lightly.

"I don't think so, not a lot of cute guys this year," I told her, glancing at Charlie with his clique. I looked away quickly so no one sees that I was staring. Rumors will start that I'm stalking him.

Holding each others hands they follow me to my locker so I can get my Chemistry book.  Someone tapped me on the shoulder. Turning to be met by green eyes and an attractive face.
"Are you Hannah Tate?" he asked and I nodded. "The principal told me to find you since you work as a student aid. I'm Louis." He brought his hand out, I shook it.

"You're new?" I asked stupidly then shut my eyes tightly. Of course he's new you dumbass.

He chuckled and said "yeah."

"Okay, um meet me at the main office in ten minutes." I directed him. Giving me an award winning smile he said thank you and left.

"Oh. My. God. He's gorgeous!" Linda said beside me, shaking my shoulders. I laughed agreeing with her. He really is. "You should scoop that up before someone else does." I opened my mouth to protest but that would lead to her asking questions and
I'm already lying to her.

Seeing Charlie talking to some blonde bimbo with her chest out at the end of the hallway, my hand forming into a fist. I relaxed my fingers and counted to ten looking away. Since he can talk to other girls, I can talk to other guys.

"Yeah I should," I told her with an evil smile.