Skyla Naydeen was just a typical 16 year old girl, she attended a regular high school and was a spectacular student. One night, she attended the Hollywood Arts showcase to watch the amazing talents of the school, only to find out that one of the act...
I slowly nodded, closing my eyes as our lips connected. My arms snaked around his neck, holding him close.
We parted for a second, my eyes fluttered open, staring back into Andre's half lidded eyes. He let out a breath and smiled, I retracted an arm to place my hand on his cheek. He placed his hand on top of mine, leaning into my touch.
"Andre?"
"Hm?" he hummed as a response.
"I really like you." I confessed.
Andre chuckled, "I figured as much, Sky."
I smiled and hugged him again, happiness beginning to make my heart flutter.
"I promise you, Skyla, I like only you." Andre smiled, pulling away from our hug.
I leaned up and kissed Andre's cheek, "Goodnight, Andre."
"Goodnight, Skyla." he said, kissing my cheek before turning around and walking back to his car.
I watched as he got in and backed out of my driveway, and as he drove away, I closed and locked the front door. I turned around, pressing my back against the wall then sliding down.
"Holy shit." I mumbled out loud with a smile.
My hand hovered over my lips, the sensation still buzzing as I smiled.
"That was my first kiss." I said out loud.
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A few weeks went by with no word from Lane about Nadia, however, at the third week mark, Lane stopped me as I was walking to my locker, he was reminding me that Nadia's hearing was tonight and he'll update me about the superintendent and principal Helen's decision. As he walked away, I opened my locker and collected all my stuff for class.
"Hey pretty thang!" Andre called, "Look at you, looking beautiful today!"
I was wearing jeans and a tee shirt along with some sneakers, but my tee shirt looked like this:
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Giggling, I turned towards the direction his voice came from, "Hey you!"
Andre paused when he saw my arms, I wasn't wearing anything to cover them. He slowly reached out to take my arm in his hand.
"What is-"
"They're from a long time ago, my mother's abuse and Nadia's harassment made those." I explained, "I'm okay now, that's all that matters."
He nodded, tears filling his eyes, "Promise me that you won't do this again."
"I promise." I whispered to him, reaching up to wipe a stray tear off his cheek.
We got quiet as the conversation died, I finished up in my locker and shut the door. Andre cleared his throat, causing me to turn towards him. His tears had dried.
