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happened to be walking by. The type of boys that will
be juniors this year, in the proper grade I belong to. I didn't pay
the boys any mind. It's not like they know who the heck I am now
that they see me in a bathing suit outside of school anyway. They
didn't recognize me as the quiet nerd, just yet.

Once again, Tristan's entire stature changed from relaxed to
uptight. He looked like he was ready to pummel the guys who just
whistled at me. "Can we talk?" Tristan asked gruffly as he motioned
with his head for us to step away from Anya. What's his problem all
of a sudden?

I mindlessly followed him; he's probably going to give me some
warning about those guys. Which I won't need of course, because I
know the basketball team is nothing but a bunch of players. They
think us girls don't know about the running bet they have on who
can score with the most girls before winter break. It's sick if you
ask me, the winning prize for them is a hundred bucks. What a bunch
of jerks.

I stood in front of Tristan staring at him expectantly. "What's
with the sudden change in looks?" He asked abruptly catching me off
guard.

My face scrunched up as I stared at him in confusion. Where is he
going with this? "Excuse me?" I asked a bit baffled.

"Why the sudden change of appearance?" He asked again a bit more
slowly this time. Who the hell does Tristan Evans think he is
asking me why I changed the way I look?

It's not like he cared before, so why act like he gave a crap about
me now? Prior to today and yesterday, I think Tristan's spoken a
grand whopping total of twenty words to me all my life! This is
some sort of Guinness World Record that he's conversing with me,
let alone being seen in public with me. Of course my defenses
immediately went up.
     
    "Uh I don't think that's any of your business."
I retorted crossing my arms defiantly across my chest.

"I'd like to think that it is, because I'm making it my business."
He seethed, closing the distance between us in two small
strides.

His 5'11 frame towered over me as he brought his face level with
mine. We were face to face, toe to toe. You could almost feel the
anger radiating off the two of us, and then Tristan did the
unexpected. He grabbed my face with both of his hands and freaking
kissed me. His lips captured mine roughly in a demanding
kiss.

I stood frozen for a few seconds as he moved his magical lips
against mine. The tingles I felt down to my toes were out of this
world. My body wanted to wrap itself tightly around his. I wanted
so badly to run my hands over his wonderful muscles and kiss him
with all I had in me.

Then I snapped back to reality to realize that this jerk just stole
my first kiss, without even asking me permission. Forcing my hands
against his chest, I used all my might to push him backwards. Some
good that did, I barely pushed him inches away.

Who in the hootenannies does Mr. Popular, captain of the soccer
team think he truly is? That he can just go around kissing whomever
he wants, whenever he damn well pleases? Well I'll have you know I
won't just be another notch in his belt, I'm not one of these girls
that hangs onto their every word and action just because they're
good looking and popular.

This had to be some kind of sick dare or bet he made with his boys
yesterday. Just the thought managed to cause a tightening in my
chest as my breathing became labored. My heart hurt. Laughing
humorlessly as I licked my lips, I could still taste the flavor of
his pineapple gum.

"There satisfied? Win your bet? Now you can go have a good laugh
with your friends on my account." I spat at him with tears in my
eyes. "Don't you ever come near me again." I called out, stomping
away towards Anya who was staring at me with concern.

"Lise, wait it's not like that." Tristan's voice barely came out in
a whisper, but I still managed to hear it loud and clear.
     
    As I turned around to face him one last time, a
single traitorous tear managed to escape. I shook my head at him