Cover by: xAnnaMariex
This is my first ever story. I hope you'll enjoy it!
Chapter 1: The Kiss
“Lina” I heard Marcus shout. When I ignored him, intentionally, he shouted a second time, twice as loud. I put him out of his misery and turned around.
“What?” I asked grumpily. We were now standing a few centimetres away from each other in the school corridors. I closed my locker and looked around; most people were already in classes by now. I spotted a few of the newer students scurrying around trying to find their class rooms. I was surprised there weren’t any supervisors around in the hallway to help them. I despised this school, it was so bitter and harsh, even the walls were painted in uniform white and the floors were brown concrete which didn’t help as it was so cold and the radiators were never on, which helped in the summer but right now, no. It was like a snow globe outside this month. I sighed.
“Why are you ignoring me, avoiding me like I’m some sort of plague? C’mon; tell me Lina, what’s wrong”. He drew me into a warm embrace, interrupting my current thoughts and slid his hands up and down my back to comfort me, giving me the shivers. He smelt gorgeous, like vanilla and oranges... I couldn’t help but smirk secretly and I almost thought I wouldn’t be able to let go, but he did the job for me as he let go of his grasp as his eyes glared into mine, his sad, cute, puppy dog eyes. I gave in, it was just too cute to resist.
“People are teasing me Marcus, and I can’t stand it. You’re the most popular guy in our school...” And the most attractive, I thought “... and I’m not.” I admitted.
He glared at me confusingly; he didn’t get it, did he. I explained further,
“We always hang out together, right? So all the girls think I’m trying to make a move, to you know...” I didn’t want to say the word. But he got what I meant.
“Oh” he replied as I saw pink flush his cheeks. “They think that you want us to go out together, right?”
I nodded. Yes, that’s what they think and they’re right, I do love you. You’re everything I need but I’m afraid you won’t want me. Tears slid down my face uncontrollably. I was helpless. He would never love me as much as I did. He only thought of me as a friend, and that’s all I’d probably always be. It was heartbreaking, maybe I should tell him how I felt but something stopped me. I didn’t like to think that I was to be rejected; the feeling of rejection would be gut-wrenching. I couldn’t handle the thought of it.
“Lina... It’s ok. Don’t worry about them. They are just jealous low lives and you deserve so much better.” He edged closer and wiped my tears gently with his fingers. Now all I could feel and see was his warm breath on my face and his hazel-green eyes full with emotion. They were utterly and completely mesmerizing and I felt like I was caught in some kind of magical trance. He slid his arms around my waist. I smiled as the scent of vanilla and oranges surrounded me. It was like a dream. Don’t let go. Don’t. I repeated in my head. He leaned his face even closer to mine and his lips parted. Was he going to kiss me? He leaned over, even closer. Oh my Goodness how close could he get. Then I realised... he was going to kiss me! Oh my goodness. I felt like fainting on the spot but his soft pink lips brushed mine and...
“Get to your lessons now or detention for a whole week, the pair of you!" We both jumped as we set eyes on the supervisor standing right in front of us. Now they come. I rolled my eyes and tried to take in what had just happened, or nearly happened. Marcus awkwardly let go of me and grabbed his bags that were on the floor.
“Got to go, catch you later!” Marcus ran off and before he turned the corner, he gave me a quick wink. I grinned stupidly to myself as I made my way to my lesson on the top floor. Does this mean that I and Marcus was now a... couple? I knocked on my class door, I was never this late. And I mean never. I was in Year 10, Class 10s. It opened and my teacher, Mrs Collins, looked at me astonished.
“Catalina, you’re late?” she asked in monotone.
“Yes, err, sorry?” I replied trying to hide the stupid grin that still remained on my face.
She nodded as I walked in and took my seat in front of Ashley. God, I hated this seating plan. Why oh why did I have to cope with every English lesson sitting right in front of my arch enemy. Ashley, that is. The school “diva”. She was spoilt, totally loaded and because of this people respected her? What kind of world did we live in? Too bad she didn’t give a shit about anyone. She was outright selfish and rude. Words could not summarize how much I despised her.