seemed, was all for me living my fantasy.
For a moment we both held on to my homework and gazed into each other's eyes. He breathed out a heavy "Whoa," which made me blush and turn away. But I kept glancing over at him throughout the period, and I couldn't help noticing that he spent a lot more time stealing looks at me than watching Mrs. Fieldman work problems on the whiteboard.
When the bell rang, I made sure my book bag was right side up before looping it over my shoulder, then timed my exit to coincide with his. I smiled at him as we walked outside together, trying to look cool and confident, as my knees quivered me along.
"You look
good,
" he whispered.
"You think?" I countered, my heart racing. "How good?"
"
Real
good," he said.
We were a safe distance from the classroom, so I edged closer to him and smiled. "Kissably good?"
Before I could fully process that those words had really come out of
my
mouth, Robbie Marshall glanced around quickly, then swept a bionic arm around me and pulled me toward him.
The scene where Delilah is consumed by the magic of her first kiss with Grayson flashed through my mind. I watched Robbie's lips, willing them to meet mine.
My chin tipped up.
This was it!
My eyes eased closed.
I was living my fantasy!
My mouth pursed ever so slightly.
I was quivering all over--this was unbelievable!
And then Robbie
attacked.
I swear that brute almost chipped my tooth with his diamond-dusted teeth! And while I was reeling from the shock of
that,
he shoved his tongue halfway down my throat and nearly gagged me!
"Oh, yeah," he said, panting hard as he pulled away. "Oh,
yeah.
" Then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and rushed off.
9
Aftermath
O N MY WAY OVER TO SECOND PERIOD , I swished out my mouth at the water fountain. I felt slimed. Disgusted.
That kiss wasn't crimson!
It wasn't even pink!
I'm not sure it even
qualified
as a kiss.
It was more like mouth-to-mouth with a mackerel!
I was still reeling when I slipped into my second-period seat. Even on a good day it would have been hard to focus on Mr. Anderson's lecture on ancient Chinese dynasties (he's very much
not
one of those teachers who make history come alive). But after the mackerel-mouth incident it was impossible. My focus was on kissing.
Is that how Robbie had kissed Sunshine Holden?
And if it was, how did he...do other stuff?
I shuddered and actually tried to focus on Mr. Anderson's droning. "...but in the year 960 a new power, Song, reunified most of China proper. The Song period divides into two phases due to the forced abandonment of north China in 1127 by the Song court, which was unable to push back the nomadic invaders...."
My mind wandered off.
Did all guys kiss like that?
Were Delilah and Grayson
purely
fictional?
Was I swimming in a sea of mackerels?
Sharks?
Barracudas?
What did I want?
Guppies?
"Miss Logan?"
I snapped to. "Huh?"
"Your attention should be directed up here."
So I directed my attention up there, but focusing on his lecture was hopeless. Instead, I started thinking that Mr. Anderson's having five children was an absolute miracle. The man has no lips (to speak of), no hair (worth mentioning), and no level of hotness (whatsoever)! How'd he ever get close enough to a woman to spawn five children?
When second period was finally over, I escaped the classroom, desperate to find Adrienne. I was dying to tell her about Robbie Marshall!
But in the high seas of secondary education, the undertow of gossip is incredibly fast and strong. Adrienne already knew.
"Is it true?" she gasped when she saw me. "Did he really kiss you?"
I nodded and pulled a face. "Yes, and it was disgusting!"
"What? Disgusting? How can that be?" She squinted at me. "I demand details!"
But over her shoulder I could see that the details would have to wait.
Sunshine Holden was storming across the quad.
Straight for me.
10
Sunshine on My Shoulder
"
W HAT
DO YOU THINK YOU'RE
DOING
?" Sunshine
For a moment we both held on to my homework and gazed into each other's eyes. He breathed out a heavy "Whoa," which made me blush and turn away. But I kept glancing over at him throughout the period, and I couldn't help noticing that he spent a lot more time stealing looks at me than watching Mrs. Fieldman work problems on the whiteboard.
When the bell rang, I made sure my book bag was right side up before looping it over my shoulder, then timed my exit to coincide with his. I smiled at him as we walked outside together, trying to look cool and confident, as my knees quivered me along.
"You look
good,
" he whispered.
"You think?" I countered, my heart racing. "How good?"
"
Real
good," he said.
We were a safe distance from the classroom, so I edged closer to him and smiled. "Kissably good?"
Before I could fully process that those words had really come out of
my
mouth, Robbie Marshall glanced around quickly, then swept a bionic arm around me and pulled me toward him.
The scene where Delilah is consumed by the magic of her first kiss with Grayson flashed through my mind. I watched Robbie's lips, willing them to meet mine.
My chin tipped up.
This was it!
My eyes eased closed.
I was living my fantasy!
My mouth pursed ever so slightly.
I was quivering all over--this was unbelievable!
And then Robbie
attacked.
I swear that brute almost chipped my tooth with his diamond-dusted teeth! And while I was reeling from the shock of
that,
he shoved his tongue halfway down my throat and nearly gagged me!
"Oh, yeah," he said, panting hard as he pulled away. "Oh,
yeah.
" Then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and rushed off.
9
Aftermath
O N MY WAY OVER TO SECOND PERIOD , I swished out my mouth at the water fountain. I felt slimed. Disgusted.
That kiss wasn't crimson!
It wasn't even pink!
I'm not sure it even
qualified
as a kiss.
It was more like mouth-to-mouth with a mackerel!
I was still reeling when I slipped into my second-period seat. Even on a good day it would have been hard to focus on Mr. Anderson's lecture on ancient Chinese dynasties (he's very much
not
one of those teachers who make history come alive). But after the mackerel-mouth incident it was impossible. My focus was on kissing.
Is that how Robbie had kissed Sunshine Holden?
And if it was, how did he...do other stuff?
I shuddered and actually tried to focus on Mr. Anderson's droning. "...but in the year 960 a new power, Song, reunified most of China proper. The Song period divides into two phases due to the forced abandonment of north China in 1127 by the Song court, which was unable to push back the nomadic invaders...."
My mind wandered off.
Did all guys kiss like that?
Were Delilah and Grayson
purely
fictional?
Was I swimming in a sea of mackerels?
Sharks?
Barracudas?
What did I want?
Guppies?
"Miss Logan?"
I snapped to. "Huh?"
"Your attention should be directed up here."
So I directed my attention up there, but focusing on his lecture was hopeless. Instead, I started thinking that Mr. Anderson's having five children was an absolute miracle. The man has no lips (to speak of), no hair (worth mentioning), and no level of hotness (whatsoever)! How'd he ever get close enough to a woman to spawn five children?
When second period was finally over, I escaped the classroom, desperate to find Adrienne. I was dying to tell her about Robbie Marshall!
But in the high seas of secondary education, the undertow of gossip is incredibly fast and strong. Adrienne already knew.
"Is it true?" she gasped when she saw me. "Did he really kiss you?"
I nodded and pulled a face. "Yes, and it was disgusting!"
"What? Disgusting? How can that be?" She squinted at me. "I demand details!"
But over her shoulder I could see that the details would have to wait.
Sunshine Holden was storming across the quad.
Straight for me.
10
Sunshine on My Shoulder
"
W HAT
DO YOU THINK YOU'RE
DOING
?" Sunshine
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