"Waiting?!" I was angry after he said that. Oh how I wanted to punch him. "Yes Mel. I'm waiting." He shouted at me as I walked backwards and to a wall. "Why the fuck?! What the fuck are fucking waiting for Zach?! What the fuck are you truly and honestly waiting for?!" Tears rolled down my cheeks as he stood there staring at me. "I was waiting for this," he whispered before catching my mouth with his own. Once again Zachary made me forget all the anger I had, but it wasn't enough to satisfy my heart. What are you doing me to Zachary Gessner? ____________________________________ Melissa Parry was the type of girl who would never do anything bad... Actually.... She was all bad. She would sneak off to random places, smoke, and do whatever the hell she wanted. Zachary Gessner was polite. Rich. A gentleman with gorgeous looks. He was athletic and only knew Melissa because her older brother, John, is one of his best friends. The two stumble across each other in a very interesting game of soccer. Who will win? The gorgeous, rebellious soccer jock? Or the polite, handsome and rich best friend? And I'm not talking about the soccer game.