It's a typical Wednesday morning. My days were pretty normal after the dramatic confrontation on Saturday night. I spent my time hanging out with Mia and others, working on my homework, and strolling Scooty in the village park.

Nothing really happened.

After grabbing my lunch, I made my way to the table where Mia and the guys already seated.

I passed on the popular clique's table, which is, you guessed it, in the center of the room. A moan of pleasure can be heard from their group, and everyone's gaze is drawn to them.

A girl was seated on Ashton's lap and doing the nasty. Their lips danced in sync motion as her arms drape around his neck. His roamed on her thigh and moving up and up and up and I can't take it anymore so I looked somewhere else. I heard another moan from her.

The news of Ashton and Victoria's break up swirled around school so fast. I always see Ashton with different girls clinging on his arms. Always found in Detention room and raised ruckus around school. I wondered why he had to break up with Victoria if it devastates him that much. They say girls are difficult to understand but the truth is, boys are much more complex than girls.

I caught Ashton looking at me sometimes, and when we locked eyes, I was always the one to look away. And if we happen to cross paths, I'll turn around just to avoid him. I respect his decision not to be friends with me. And I believe that avoiding him is the best thing to do. But if he accidentally crushes his head really hard and then changes his mind and decides to be my friend, the offer will always be open. (Yes, I never lose hope)

"I lost my appetite," Mia muttered dryly, casting a dirty look on Ashton's way.

"You're just jealous because you don't have anyone to do that with," Brett whispered next to her, but loud enough for us to hear. "I'm here though,"

"I am not! and I will never fall to that level and disgrace myself. And are you serious? They chose here, of all places, to do that? Did he even think how students will feel and think about him? "He never thought about anyone but himself," she ranted.

"Leave him alone. It' s his life, not ours," Easton said.

Easton's bruises were gone. The only thing that reminds me of the fight is the small scar on his brow, which I found him hotter because he's like Charlie Puth, and a bandage on his hand.

Mia drew out a deep breath. "I'm just concerned as an old friend—" she paused. "Well, his reputation is ruined anyway."

"Do you have a boyfriend, Ann?" Brett inquired, munching on his burrito.

"Actually, I am honored to be the president of the NBSB Community," I stated.

"What company is that? You didn't say you were working," Brett inquired, confused.

My brows raised as Mia rolled her eyes at him. "What planet are you come from? NBSB means No Boyfriend Since Birth, duh." Mia explained. Brett let out an oh sound and nodded his head.

"You've never... I mean, you know..." Easton cleared his throat. "never been kiss?"

I awkwardly nodded. "What makes you sound so surprised?"

"Well, I thought you had a lot of boys tailing you, and you're kind of a heartbreaker," he admitted sheepishly.

I burst out laughing. "Remember, I went to an all-girls boarding school, and besides no boys liked me."

"Not true. There are a lot of guys who like you. Just open your eyes and look around. Who knows maybe he's just near you or sitting close to you." Easton said, scratching the back of his neck. His cheeks dusted with pinkish-red. My brows furrowed as to why he's blushing... Or embarrassed?

"Huh?"

"If Anna will have a boyfriend, I'll be the president of their fans club!" Mia announced cheerfully.

I smiled at her.

"That's so sweet of you."

~•~

The bell rang, signaling that lunch was over and that classes would resume in ten minutes. Other students began to clean up their lunch, and we followed suit. We gather our belongings and make our way to our classes.

As we make our way to our rooms, we pass Phillip in the corridor, who looks exhausted. Sweats have dampened his hair, which is trailing down his face, and he has a stack of paper on hand. "I'm exhausted," he muttered.

"What are you doing, and what is that?" I inquired, eying the stack of papers on his arms.Phillip handed us fliers. "School festival?" I read.

He nodded. "School festival is approaching, so we, the Student Community Councils, are beginning to plaster fliers for Costados' Festival. This school year, we're planning to add more booths. We will not just stick to the traditional booths we had, but we will also try to negotiate with stalls and bands. More activities, more fun."

"That's cool," Brett said.

"Yeah," Phillip said, smiling. "Well, I have a lot of things to do, so see you later," he said as he waved his hand and walked away.

"What event will you attend, Mia?" Brett asked, and I immediately gave him a knowing grin.

Mia shrugged. "I'm not sure," she said, "maybe volleyball."

"Right, so I can see you again in those sexy short-shorts," he grinned. Mia glared at him.

"Perv."

"I'm serious!" he exclaimed. "I'll keep an eye on you and make a banner for you if you wear the red one; you look great in it."

"I think you'll watch whatever she's wearing." I interjected.

"You mean, even she's not wearing anything," Easton added. Brett gave Easton a high five, delighted with the idea.

"Yes, yes, you'll look better without-"

"You stupid, idiotic imbecile punk! How could you think such crude idea to your friend?!" Mia snapped, smacking Brett's shoulder with her Biological Science book and Easton and I laughed on his expense.

"Ouch. Ouch! I was just kidding, okay?"

But Brett and I know that he wasn't just joking. For a few days I hang out with Brett, I start to understand him. I'm starting to see and know the real him. He was so mad at me because when I left, he has no one to share his love to Mia. Nobody will listen to his story knowing it's an unrequited love. Mia is Steve's sister and liking her will be against on their bro code. And to make things worse, Mia likes someone else.

Poor Brett.

I know he loves Mia so much and she's a lucky girl to have a sweet, funny and quite... pervert-y Brett.

I can't wait to see them being together.

We separate ways and Easton was kind enough to offer and walk me to my room. He handed me my books the moment we reached the physics lab. "Thanks." I smiled.

"No problem." He said. I turn around and went inside when somebody grabbed my hand and spun me around.

"Um, yes?" I asked. "You better get going or you'll be-"

Easton leaned in and kissed me on the cheek."Okay,bye." He grinned and skid away leaving me blushing furiously.

~•~

The next day, I went to school with uncontrollable beating heart. I don't know why I'm feeling nervous. I pound my chest and take a deep breath before entering the gate.

Am I nervous to see Easton because of the kiss?

Maybe.

Oh come on! It's just a kiss on the cheek and friends normally do that nowadays.

But it's still a kiss right? Right?

Yes it was still a kiss and because of that stupid kiss on the cheek I wasn't able to concentrate on my class yesterday. Gosh. Why am I making a fuss out of nothing? I know it means nothing to him.

'But it means to you because you have a thing for him.' My mind snickered.

Oh shut up, brain.

"Hey you girlfriend!" Someone shouted in my direction. There's a big mass of students crowd together at the middle of the open field. Aston stepped out from the crowd. Girlfriend? Everyone glances in my direction as I stop on my track. Confused, I look behind me to see who are they looking. No one.

My brows furrowed. Do they have third eyes? Can they see what I couldn't? A gasp escaped my lips as an idea pop up in my head. Does... Does Ashton have a ghost girlfriend?!

What a stupid mentality.

"Come over here." He said.

I looked behind me to see if someone is in my back. Again, no one.

"Me?" I asked skeptically as I point myself.

Ashton glared at me. "Yes. YOU."

"Oh no. You must be mistaken." I laughed.

What is he talking about? Girlfriend? We are not even friends let alone I being his girlfriend!

Ashton walked towards my way and stop in front of me. He was so close that my eyes widened as I realized he was leaning forward. What a bunch of fluffy rabbits! Is he planning on kissing me? What should I do?! I've never had a kiss before (other than cheek). Should I shut my eyes? Part my li-

"Ride along." He whispered to me. "Or else I'll destroy you." He threatened dangerously and pushed a human size violet stuff toy towards me.

I let out a breath I don't know I was holding. Wew. That was... something.

Wait.

Did I just think that he's going to kiss me?

'Yes you did' my inside nodded.

Gracious. What is wrong with me?! I don't even like the guy and why did I think such stupid thing?

Ashton intertwined his fingers with mine. My heart thumping so fast with the action. I could feel my face heat up as everyone watched us.

"Here. She's my girlfriend. Satisfied?" He said as we stop in front of Victoria.

"Liar." Victoria seethed. "I don't believe you!"

"What else should I do for you to believe me?" Ashton snapped.

"Kiss her then." Victoria challenged.

Ashton faced me and I panicked. No! Not my first kiss. I stepped away from him but everything was so sudden. His arms around my waist and before I could scream for help I felt Ashton's lips on mine.

My eyes widen in shock.

I heard the students around me gasped in surprise. Ashton's eyes were closed. He blocked everything out around him, not minding all the flashes of cameras pointing to us. While I, on the other hand is completely aware of what's happening yet I feel like a mannequin, unable to move. Glued on my spot.

It wasn't a hungry or passionate kiss, or any of the other kisses described. He simply pressed his lips against mine. But it's enough to make my stomach flip twelve times and a zoo run amok in my stomach.

I lost my first kiss with the school bad boy.

~•~

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