You do the most, you're way too close, its hard for me too breathe.

It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone,but from my theory it should only take less than a split second to punch someone.

Have you been hit on more times than a Whackamole? Are you starting to sympathize with a big mouth bass from all of the bad lines tossed your way? Did it hurt when you fell out of Heaven? Oops! That just slipped out. I was never a fan of pickup lines. Whether they were good or not.

Austin, walks towards Chloe and I, and a smirk that's too good on his face- wait what?

"Do I know you?" He asks, as his eyes wander

"No you don't, you must have me mistaken with someone else. . ." I say and Chloe elbows me. Ouch! I almost swallowed my cherry bubblegum.

"Youre the girl I banged. Yo Brad, heres the chick." Austin says. Now he must really have me mistaken. And 'bang' was not a good choice of words. This guy named 'Brad' comes over.

"Dude, she's freaking hot!" I immediately turn red.

"Uhh no, you did not 'bang' me you imbecile!" I scoff.

"Oh, now I remember! You're the Monroe's daughter. I came over to your house. So we have met bèfore ."

"He was at your house?" Chloe exclaims.

"Kitten, I do not forget girls like you that easily, and besides I was at your house last night." Austin says in a 'duh' tone.

Damn it, and his medium term memory. Why did he call me kitten? Does he think I'm small? And what exactly does he mean when he said 'girls like me?'

"That's a cute dress. It would look even better on my bedroom floor." Austin says. I wasn't even wearing a dress. Was he blind or something? He needs an appointment with the optometrist.

"And it would look fabulous jammed into your windpipe." I retort.

" If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?"

"If I said I wanted to check out your ass, would you turn around and walk away?"

"You want check out my ass?" He is seriously provoking me right now. He grabs a napkin which was on the one of the table and holds it up to my nose.

"Excuse me, does this napkin smell like chloroform to you?"

"Not as much as that pick-up line smells like desperation." I wish on medication, so I could slap people like him and blame it on the side effects.

"Do you have a map? I'm getting lost in your eyes." He isn't going to throw the towel, is he? I sigh.

"Sorry, no map. So why don't you just get lost?" Austin raises his eyebrow! But he prolongs.

"All those curves and me with no brakes." So this is what I have to put up with every other day of the week?

"So cheesy, and me with no pizza." I reply with dullness.

" Why don't we get drunk and make some bad decisions?"

"You look like you already are, and you just did."

"Yeah, drunk in love. Are those space pants? Because your ass is out of this world!" Should I be offended?

"No, they're prison pants. And it's time for me to make my escape."

" Are you a magician? Because abraca-dayum, girl!"

"Yeah. Now watch me di-"

"Whip. Now watch me nae naè." Is this suppose be some joke?

Yeah that explains it. This is that show 'Jerks With Cameras!' It has to be!

"Its no joke. You know, you look a lot like my next girlfriend."

"And you look exactly like the guy I turned down two seconds from now."

"Come on Violet I'm trying out here. Why are you playing these games?" Austin asks me, as he pout. Those sexy lips that I could kiss anyda- Snap out of it, he just wants to get into your pants.

But why is he such a Greek god? The heavens can be so unfair sometimes, uhh... I mean why is this potato looking at me?

" Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again?"

"Go ahead. I need to practice hitting a moving target."

"Is that a yes?" Austin says casually puts his hands in his pockets. "So do you mind if I give you a tour?" He smirks again.

"Yes actually I do mind." I say and roll my eyes.

"Great lets go!"

"I said I do mind!" Gosh he's difficult.

"You know a lot of girls would be squealling at this opportunity."

"Well too bad, cause I'm not them."

"Belligerent, I like. So Kitten... I might have accidentally, by chance; casually; fortuitously and unexpectedly dropped a note by your house. Have you seen it?" And flirtatious Austin is back. He comes closer too me. Too close for my predilection.

Was he actually asking me about the "Steal My Girl' thing?

"Yea I did, and my names Violet. "

"Well Kitten, did you see that I left something there for you. I was hoping to get a call." He asks waggling his eyebrows. Okay I did not expect that.

"I wasn't really intrigued, that's why I didn't call." I shrug casually. Guess he is not used to being turned down. He is the one doing all the 'turn downs'.

"It was really unique and creative." He replies, crossing his arms.

He sounds like a girl right now.

"I suppose we have different terminologies for 'unique and creative'."

"Alright then. I've having a party tomorrow and I want you to come, you know introduce you to my friends, and you can be my date?" Seriously. Who parties on a Tuesday?

"Have you not heard the song 'Club goin' up on a Tuesday' by ILoveMakonnen featuring Drake?" Chloe questions from a distance as if she read my mind. She is busy chatting to Brad..

Oh yeah!

Club going' up on a Tuesday

Got your girl in the cut and she choosey

Squad goin' up, nobody flippin' packs now

I just did 3 in a row, them shows is back-to-back to back now

Put the world on sound, you know PARTY on the weekend

Ain't got no motherfuc-

"You're singing the song in your head aren't you?" Austin questions. Dang, he knows me so well.

"No." I lie.

"So I'm sorry for shitty writing. " he says.

"Apology on standby."

"I'll take that as a yes. I guess I'll be seeing your gorgeous face tomorrow at 6." I blush, due to embarrassment.

"Who said I agreed?"

"Oh Kitten, if you know what's good for you, you'll come."

"And if I don't. Then what?" I challenge.

"Then this." Caressing my supple cheek, he lifted my chin; our noses almost touching. I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing the top of my lip. I stared back into his hardened brown eyes ....

His lips reached my jaw, tracing the lines of my ear to my collarbone. They were so warm against my skin as they reminded my of soft, little fluffy pillows; and for that moment, reminded me of fairy floss. I couldn't stop my heart from pounding in my chest. My blood flowed rapidly in my cheeks, making my face as red as ever.

He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall. Before I know it, he's got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he's pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy cherry pie.

His other hand grabs my hair and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It's only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this. Heck! I"vè never beeñ kissed bèfôre. My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow erotic dance that's all about touch and sensation, all bump and grind. He brings his hand up to grasp my chin and holds me in place. I am helpless, my hands pinned, my face held, and his hips restraining me.

French kissing first, then moves his lips to my throat. He plants with light kisses, then move in harder and more insistent kisses around the throat and collarbone, and bègîns to suck. Before he pulls away. Leaving a mark.

I'm out of breath and I look up to see a smirking Austin. Jerk! And somethings missing-my gum!

And my first kiss!

"You'll get it back. I promise." He winks at me. I officially hate him! Who does he think he is?

I didn't have time to register what was happening, and before I know it, my fists connect to Austins jaw, and I hear a snap. Awesome! I should consider becoming a boxer.

"You can't do that!"

"Do what?" He shrugs casually. "You shouldn't have punched me."

"Demanding me, and ordering me around! You shouldn't have kissed me!"

He laughs, and is it wrong to say his laugh was so damn sexy.. I..uhm... I meant to say he laughs like a hyena.

"I mist hand it to yoû. You really punch like a girl. Sorry to burst your bubble kitten, but as long as I rule this school you do as you're told! And you are going to that party."

He comes closer and nibbles my ear, and whispers, "Mine." And walks away.

"I have seen every episode of CSI, CSI:NY and NCIS. I can kill you in 15 different ways and make it look like Winnie The Pooh did it. Don't irritate me okay!" I bark at him.

Man, is he impossible! I am not 'his'. I am not anyone's for that matter. And I'm definitely not his property or possession. He does not own me!

"Violet, you shouldn't have punched him or blown him off.." Chloe shakes her head. Really! She is choosing his side. Shame on you Chloe, shame on you.

"Hey. I apologize on behalf of my friend. He can sometimes-"

"Meets all the qualities required. Egotistical, argumentive, stubborn, demanding, and cunning." I'm frustrated right now.

"Actually I was going to say asshole and a dickhead, but I'll go with yours. I'm Chase by the way." Chase says and laughs, and I shake his hand.

"Violet right?"

"Yep!"

"Nice to meet you. I must say you're beautiful." I blush. I'm not used to getting all these comments, and I still haven't recovered from the kiss.

"Pleasure is all mine." He sends me a wink and walks off.

"Come on, class is starting.' Chloe says.

I groan. "Do I have to go?"

"Lazy aren't we?" She says with a smirk.

"I'm not lazy, I'm just on energy saving mode."

"So you and Austin kisse-" Chloe starts.

"Don't! Just don't." She laughs, before pulling out of the cafeteria.

This is going to be a long hell of a Monday!

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