A/N: SORRY!!!
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Daniella stood paralyzed in front of Kristopher. He looked at her with a doe-like expression and then took a last glance at the photograph he was holding. Their classmates in the background were pretending to mind their own businesses, but unfortunately, others just couldn't help but to stick their noses in.
Kristopher silently sighed at the photograph and Daniella stuttered. "T-That's not what you think i-it is... I--"
But he didn't let her finish. He nonchalantly passed by her and passed her the picture. "You dropped this," he said with a cold tone. Daniella didn't know whether she should feel embarrassed or sad. Kristopher walked back to his seat with a serious expression, earning surprised looks from all of their classmates.
Ella knitted her brows. She knew exactly what was happening. She grimaced at Daniella, who was now biting her lower lip and pinching her right arm. Ella heaved a frustrated sigh and secretly glared at Kristopher. No one in their classroom had any idea on what was going on between those two foreign exchange students--no one except Ella, Daniel and their selves. And as usual, Kristina was completely oblivious.
Silence crept the room just after Kristopher sat down. It was unusual for him not to be in a cheerful mood. Everyone found it strange, especially Kristina. She stared at Kristopher, who was absent-mindedly staring at the blackboard, and then turned her gaze towards Daniella, who looked like she was still in shock.
Nonetheless, she shook her head and wore that happy smile of hers. She quickly shoved the photograph back inside her pocket and went to her desk next to Daniel. She even hummed the tune Smile by Avril Lavigne while she was fixing her things in her bag, intentionally ignoring the stares from their classmates.
Ella approached Daniella's desk. Kristina stood up from her seat and yelled at her classmates before going to Daniella's desk as well. "HEY YOU PEOPLE! What are you all staring at space for?! The whole room's a mess! Sean, you're in charge of cleaning today."
"What?!" he retorted. "Why me?! I didn't do anything wrong! Why am I being punished?!"
"This isn't a punishment. This is an order from your president." She said, coldly. Sean had no choice but to accept.
Daniella made a small laugh at Ella. "What's with that face? Doesn't suit you at all!"
Kristina walked towards the two girls and focused her attention on Daniella. Ella sighed for the nth time. "Anne," she said in a low tone. "Didn't I tell you?"
"I know." She quickly replied. She grimaced at her hands and then flashed Kristina and Ella a bright and cheery smile, as if showing them she wasn't bothered by that little incident at all. "But now's not the time to tell her."
Kristina interrupted. "Tell who what?"
"Tell you the real reason why both me and him are here," Daniella half-smiled. Kristina figured this was related to what Daniella was trying to say yesterday. Ella probably already knew about this too, but Kristina was really wondering why Daniella was hesitant to tell her the whole story.
"Anne," Daniel suddenly spoke. The three girls looked at him. "Can I talk to you?"
She nodded her head. "Mmm." She nervously replied upon biting the insides of her cheeks. Ella took Kristina by the arm and politely pulled her away from Daniel and Daniella to give them some privacy. She folded her arms and sighed. Again. "Tinaaa."
"I have absolutely no clue on what's going on. I'm lost. What's happening?" Kristina burst out.
"She has problems, he has problems... Both of 'em have problems against each other! Argh."
"You're not making this any clearer."
"Let's just say, they had a PAST." Ella blurted. She glanced at Kristopher, and then at Daniella. "Both of them are stupid. Just like you and Daniel."
"Hey! What?!" Kristina glared at her best friend. Ella jokingly patted Kristina's shoulder.
"Like I said, people and their pride nowadays. Such a shame. Tsk." And with that, she left and went back to her desk. Ms. Stanford just entered the room to begin with Homeroom. Kristina and their other classmates also returned to their seats.
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The bell rung. It was lunch time. Ella told Kristina that she was gonna accompany Daniella to the mall to buy something important, so here she was. Left alone with Daniel at the roof top. Both of them sat at their usual place and began eating lunch without uttering a word. Kristina couldn't look at her fiance.
Daniel finished with his bento and broke the uncomfortable silence. "Something's wrong with Tops."
"Who's that?" Kristina asked. She met his eyes for a brief moment and then quickly looked away, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks again. She couldn't be more obvious.
"Walls," Daniel coughed, trying to look not bothered as well.
"Oh," Kristina slowly replied. "Yeah. I hate to say it, but I feel weird without hearing him call me that cursed nickname and flashing me that idiotic grin of his," her words suddenly became sort of like a bicker. Daniel snorted.
"Yeah. I'm not used at not trying to get his hands off of you too."
Kristina winced and then gave Daniel a dirty look, but her face was visibly pinkish. "Shut up. You're no better."
"Oh yeah?" he challenged.
"Don't get me started," Kristina groaned and buried her face under her palm. "And stop looking at me like that."
Ever since this morning, Daniel kept looking at Kristina with a teasing-joking sort of look. She wanted to pound his cheeky little face but now was not the time.
"How can I not look at you like this?" he said. "After what you did to me last night--"
"OH THE AIR IS SO FRESH TODAY!" Kristina immediately stood up and walked away. Daniel smirked and then stood up as well to follow Kristina.
"No, you're not getting away this time."
"Go away!" Kristina squealed like a kid. She could feel her heart racing again. Daniel took her hand and pulled her closer to him. He looked at her with his usual expression and she stared back at him with a terrified look.
"Why are you always running away?" he said, slowly bringing her closer and closer towards him. She didn't fight back this time. She looked away again and knitted her brows.
"I'm not! Look, stop fooling around..." she pushed his chest, but it had no effect, she knew that. "I'm worried about Anne. And that octopus-head. They're acting strange. It's just weird! They're not acting weird as usual, and that's weird!"
"Really?" Daniel tilted his head slightly, following Kristina's eyes. "Because I think you're worried about something else and you're just avoiding the topic."
"No, I really am worried." She insisted. "What are we gonna do with them? I know Anne's smiles aren't real all of the time. They're forced and she's enduring something I don't understand! But I know she's hurt..."
"Huh," Daniel gently held her face and turned it just to make her look at him. "It's a shock. You're not completely unaware this time."
"What's that supposed to mean?" She said through clenched teeth, but she kept looking at his eyes. Those eyes of his. They were hypnotizing. "D-Don't look at me, stupid, butthead."
"I have a question," he simply said. "Why'd you do that last night?"
Kristina felt her heart do a flip inside her chest. The memory of last night was haunting her and she was trying so hard to avoid that topic too. She clutched Daniel's shirt on his chest and looked down at her feet. She was speechless.
"Anne must've told you something that triggered you to do that."
She tightened her grip as he continued to speak.
"To be honest, I was shocked when you suddenly grabbed my shirt and kissed me."
She inhaled and was starting to push his chest away but as expected, he didn't move.
"And you made me say some stuff I didn't dare say to anybody else too."
Kristina felt like her heart was gonna explode. Her face was really hot now and her knees were trembling. Daniel wrapped a single arm around her back to pull her even closer. He hugged her.
"Like those three fatal words. You made me say them, now take responsibility for your actions." Daniel said. Kristina looked up to see him staring at her with his usual, doe-like expression. Was he serious this time? Or is this another of his teasing-games?
"You are a butthead," she said, looking deeper into his eyes. "No, you're a perverted butthead."
Daniel scoffed at that remark. Both of them didn't say anything afterwards. They just stared at each other's eyes for a small moment. Kristina then looked at his lips. She could never forget the feeling she received every time their lips met, but last night was different. It was her who kissed him, and then after that, he kissed her again.
Daniel poked her nose with his and held her cheek with his other hand. Kristina closed her eyes, stood up on her toes to reach his face and kissed him. She couldn't resist by the way he was looking at her. He felt her hands go up his shoulders and she squeezed them so hard that he felt like he was going to lose an arm.
After they broke away, Kristina caught her breath and looked away again. "S-Stupid. BUTTHEAD."
Daniel laughed and kissed her forehead. "Now what was that? Oh yeah. Eleven."
"What?" she asked, confused.
"Eleven," he repeated, emphasizing the number. He gave her a smug look before she smacked his chest.
"IDIOT!"
"I like kissing you. I think I'll do it again," he laughed.
"What?!" her cheeks rose in color.
"Don't deny it Poopy, I know you like kissing me too," he continued teasing upon approaching her face. She pinched his cheeks and pulled them as far as they could get.
"YOU'RE STUPID! SHUT UP!"
Daniel took both her hands around his face and gave her a good smack on the lips. Her eyes widened.
"Twelve," he smirked.
"DANIEL!!!"
"Pffft..." They suddenly heard someone trying to hold in his laughter. When they both turned around, they found no other than Kristopher Walls pressing his hand against his mouth. He burst out laughing just as they both stared at him in bewilderment. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"STOP LAUGHING!!! IT ISN'T FUNNY!"
"Y-Yea.... it... is... ss... Ahaha..." he said, trying to hold in his laughter.
Daniel snorted and couldn't help but smile. Laughing was contagious, but Kristina was immune to it if it had something to do with her and Daniel.
"D-Danny..." Kristopher choked somewhere between his laughter. "Y-You gotta... w-write a.... book.... on...on.... how to score.... with.... chicks... Hahahaha... 'Cous I'm s-sure.... I'm b-buying one... Hahaha...!"
"Not such a bad idea," Daniel laughed as well. Kristina stomped her feet.
"WOULD THE BOTH OF YOU JUST SHUT UP BEFORE I LITERALLY SHUT YOU TWO RETARDS UP MYSELF?!?"
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A/N: I dunno if you liked this chap. This wasn't originally what I planned to write, but I forgot what it was so here is the outcome. -_____- Yeah. Another rushed product of FeatherMemories. Wahaha. ^^
Help! Do you guys have any ideas on what Kristopher and Daniella are gonna do the next time they're alone in an empty room? ;) Coming soon...