Adaline
No.
This isn’t happening.
This hasn’t happened.
I didn’t lose my first kiss.
No.
I repeated in my mind over and over again.
How could I have been so dumb to actually kiss the Bad Boy, the player of this school?
Very.
Oh shush , you evil conscience of mine.
How could I?!
I just want to hit my head , now, repeatedly in a wall.
I didn’t even notice that people were shooting me strange looks, until Jemima came to me and snapped me over from my trance.
“A-Addy…” Jemima swallowed nervously, stuttering. Her hands were trembling. All my thoughts went away and I furrowed my eyebrows.
“What happened , Jem?” I asked her , slowly. Luckily, the DJ didn’t turn up the music again so I could understand her. She swallowed again.
I got ahold of her wrist and went upstairs with her.
I needed to knock on a few doors and to caught some people do the deed , until I came across a free room. I pushed Jemima inside and closed the door with my back. I let out a heavy brath and closed my eyes.
I won’t ever go to a party.
The things I saw in here are more than enough.
“A-Addy…?” I snapped my eyes open and looked at Jemima who was sitting on a bed. I widened my eyes at her scared state. I went over and sat down , in disgust may I say, on the bed. Who knows how many people had intercourse on this bed.
“What happened , Jem?” I repeated myself, fidgeting with my fingers thet were in my lap. She was nervous and that made me too.
“You know when the lights c-closed…” She looked down at her hands that were in her lap. She pushed some strands of her hair behind her ear.
“Mhm…” I hummed , silently saying to her that she could continue. She let out a sigh.
“Well, I wanted to kiss Tyler…” A stab of pain shot through my chest, but I ignored it. “But he denied it and instead of me kissing him, he pushed a boy in front of me and I kissed that boy.”
I widened my eyes. “But , did Tyler say why he didn’t want to kiss you?”
She shook her head and let out another sigh. “No. But that’s not the worst part…” After that she remained silent, making me more anxious and curious.
“Then what’s the worst part?” I rolled my eyes and scooted closer to Jemima. I have a feeling that the worst part she talks about is not that worse.
“The boy , Tyler pushed to me, was the nerd of this school and I actually … liked it…” Jemima whispered the last part. My mouth was hung open.
I feel like this is not all by the fact that Jemima was blushing like crazy.
I licked the inside of my cheek and narrowed my eyes at Jemima. She looked at me, but then moving her eyes to the wall behind me.
“Jemima… Spill.” And that’s when she let her rant go on.
“Okay, so the nerd I kissed is Finnegan Nicholas Johnson, the boy I’ve been crushing on since the freshman year. And yeah, you might be asking why I did and still do like him. Well, he is so sweet, cute and clumsy and that dimples of his are just killing me. Like, I just want to pinch his cheeks all day. He is lean and not very tall, but his deep blue orbs just got me in a trance and his blonde hair is just, ugh… Oh my God, I just want to run my fingers through his hair all day. You don’t know how much I’ve been dreading to kiss him and-” As she was rambling , she was also gesticulating almost hitting me in the face. I put my hands on her mouth, preventing her from speaking anymore. Gosh, that girl needs to learn how to speak less more.
“Okay, Jem. I just want to know why did you wanted Tyler to be your boyfriend when you are , obviously, in love with Finnegan guy.” I rolled my eyes and took my hands from her mouth. I crossed my arms over my chest and raised my eyebrow. She sheepishly smiled.
I gave a pointed look which showed that I’m serious. She sighed and looked down, pushing a fallen strand of her brown hair behind her ear.
“Look, I’ve become popular just to get his attention. He didn’t even noticed me. Unless, you add the projects and homeworks little talks we did here and there. Besides this , we never talked. I began hooking up with guys-” At this , I scrunched my nose up in disgust , but Jemima ignored me and continued. “-just to het his attention, which I did, but not in the good way.” She pursed her lips. I feel very bad for her. I went to her and took her in my arms.
“And you know what’s bad?” She leaned her head on the top of my head. “That I left him after I took his first kiss.” I unwrapped my hands form around her and raised my head from her shoulder quickly.
“You what?!” I screeched, looking at her in disbelief. She shrugged and pursed her lips.
“Yeah… like, I don’t know if that was his first kiss. I just heard some rumours that said that he didn’t have his first kiss yet.” She shrugged again and ran a hand through her hair, furstrated.
“I’m such a fool. I kissed a boy , then I left him like a coward.”
“Wow, at me was the opposite thing.” I scoffed and looked down. I snapped my eyes to Jemima as soon as I realised what I had said. I widened my eyes when I saw Jemima smirk and look in her eyes.
“What?” She stretched out the ‘a’ while her smirk widened at the look on my face. She licked her lips. I gulped.
“N-nothing?” Damn you stutter, why now?
She gasped and put her hands on her mouth, her eyes twinkling.
“No way! You had your first kiss?!” She began to squeal but I shut her off.
“Shh…” I shushed her and waved my hands in the air to make her shut up, but she was still squealing. “Shut it , will you?” I hissed ather , making her stop.
I sighed out of frustration and almost rubbed my face with my hands, but the make-up stopped me from doing so.
“Addy! C’mon, I want all the details! Who was the lucky guy? How was the kiss? Did he invited you to a date?!” She began to bounce on the bed. The fuck?! It’s like that was her first kiss, not mine.
I sighed. “Okay, the kiss was okay-”
“It was with tongue and all?” I blushed at the question Jemima asked. I glanced at her through my eyelashes , a guilty look on my face. She let out her mouth hung open, with a smile at the corner of her lips. Her eyes were also the size of the mini golf balls.
I nodded my head slightly, looking down in shame. She shot up fromthe bed and took her heels. I eyed her suspiciousky and weirdly. Why is she taking her heels off?
She put her heels down and then there was silence. For a short time tho, because then she began to bounce all through the room and squeal at the top of her lungs. I put my hands on my ears and winced.
She jumped on the bed and looked at me , with happiness radiating from her.
“Who was the guy?” She managed to squeak out. Should I tell her?
I can’t tell her! Look how she acted when she found out that it was a … tongue kiss.
I closed my eyes shut and tighten my fists beside my sides. Here we go…
“A-Ayato…” I murmured and then gulped. In the room was a dead silence. I was afraid that Jemima fainted, so I look up and I saw her waving her hands frantically, in front of her face so she could have air.
“I -c-can’t b-breathe. T-the feels. I’m …” She gasped for air like she had something in her throat that didn’t let her breath. I widened my eyes. Does she have a heart attack?!
I went to her so I could help her , but in the next second she screamed and shot up from the bed.
“I’M FANGIRLING!” She began to squeal so loud that even the house trembled. I put my hands on my ears and closed my eyes shut, so I could block the sound that can kill my eardrums.
She began to do weird squeal sounds and I almost think that she was in the mating season.
She began to gasp for air again.
Okay, fangirling is dangerous.
From now, I think someone would need to be here. But you know what? It’s a party. Most of the people here are drunk and some of them are hooking up on the floor making noises like Jemima did. Okay, but not noises that are that loud.
I saw Jemima with her hands on her face, looking up at the ceiling.
I gulped and took my hands from my ears. I’m afraid of fangirling and fangirls right now. Like, very afraid.
“Je-m-mima? A-are you o-okay?” She snapped her head to me and gave me a creepy smile , which made goosebumps appear on my arms.
“No. I’m not okay. I’m shipping you two too much , but right now I just want to kill Ayato for kissing my sister without her will.” She narrowed her eyes and glared at the floor, her tights clenched beside her body. She was dangerously angry.
“Umm… the thing is…” She snapped her head to me and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
“What is it?” She tilted her head to the side.
“Is that… I let him kiss me. He asked me if he could and I said… yes.” I breathed out the last part and a grin broke on Jemima’s face.
“Aww! That’s so sweet!” She put her hands on her mouth as she gasped. But then she became serious. “I’m going to kill him , anyway, if he breaks your heart.” I looked down, remembering about Tyler and what he did to me.
Why did I kiss Ayato?
Oh my God. I’m such a fool.
I’m getting myself again into drama and heartbreaks.
I swallowed nervously and got up, leaving a frown between Jemima’s eyebrow.
“I’m going to the bathroom.” I announced her and went outside, not waiting for her to nod her head in understanding.
I didn’t need to go to bathroom. I just need some fresh air.
As I was upstairs, I could hear the loud music downstairs and some sounds from the rooms. I ignored them and walked through the dark, faintly illuminated halls.
Someone pushed my back on the wall and I opened my mouth to scream, but that person put it’s hand on my mouth, to prevent me from doing so. From the roughness of his hand, I guess he was a boy. Also , he was towering over me, his other hand leaned on the wall beside my head.
I gulped and looked up into the two blue orbs that made me want to cry every time I see them.
It’s official… I hate parties…