Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 7

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There were only two things that made my heart skip a beat. One, spiders and two, my favorite show airing a new episode. But now staring at Haiden, I could not help but question the skipping of my heart. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I blamed the anger from earlier, it couldn’t be more or less than that. It had to be. 

 

 

 

 

“Arabella.” A soft feminine voice called out to get my attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But strangely my eyes seemed to be glued to the brown-eyed boy a small distance away from me. He and a couple of friends of his were seated at the very back of his truck. They were laughing and chatting loudly. Yet his eyes seemed to not want to stray away from me just like my own was denying me. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A gentle smack to his shoulder from a ginger-haired girl has his attention snapping away from me, not before he winks. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell was that?!” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One, two, three shakes on the shoulder had my head shifting to the wide-eyed blonde with the expression of wonder altering her once cheerful face. Her over shiny glossy lips parted as she darted her baby-blue eyes from Haiden and I. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I shifted on my feet, gripping the strap of the bag a little tighter than necessary. “What?” I turned around and prayed for one of her worshippers to take her attention away from me. I felt like an ant under a microscope and I hated it. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hands grip my shoulders and forced me to whirl around to face her. Her eyes are bulging out so much that I feared it would pop out of its sockets. Gwen shook my shoulder and looked at me in a way that screamed ‘have you gone officially nuts?’. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Haiden Cross.” She murmurs faintly with the look of being dumbfounded. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

my shoulder. “What about him?” I asked with a casual shrug. It must have been in my head but I swore the chatter

 

 

 

 

 

 

I needed right now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

both my eyes as if searching for answers. “Are you kidding? He had been staring at you and he fucking winked!” She shouts

 

 

 

 

 

 

pitch was loud but not enough to gain more attention than required. I draw out a breath of relief. Everyone was too busy chatting about the approaching party or why Mr. Donald’s hair looked like a

 

 

 

 

 

 

me. Why? Because he caught me staring at him through my window like a creep? Yeah…..no. Gwen would certainly tell the entire student body

 

 

 

 

 

 

come up with a not so oafish answer a feminine voice

 

 

 

 

 

 

I turn to stare

 

 

 

 

 

 

size of Antarctica, Gwen

 

 

 

 

 

 

her head down to whisper in my ears. “Don’t think you’re off the hook just

 

 

 

 

 

 

soon as those two starts talking, Gwen would forget all about what transpired

 

 

 

 

 

 

was just a stare Arabella. Everyone stares, it’s part of our existence in this

 

 

 

 

 

 

my conscience sets me right back on track before it was too

 

 

 

 

 

 

where she clenches her eyes tightly and widens her smile. A soft gust of wind brushes past us and has her hair fluttering over her

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gwen

 

 

 

 

 

 

they so cheery so early? Especially on the first day of our senior year?

 

 

 

 

hey, Samantha.” I said flatly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

her bubbly personality,

 

 

 

 

 

 

eyes open, and her shapely brows furrow in confusion. “Uh oh, someone sounds like their

 

 

 

 

 

 

have a cat.” I grumble and side-step

 

 

 

 

 

 

wrong with her?” Samantha asked in a

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