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(SELENA'S POV)
[[AT QUINCY HIGH--LUNCHTIME]]
I sat at my usual lunch table with Demi, Selena, Taylor, Cody, and Nick. Nick sat next to me and gave me half of his brownie. Demi and Miley kept kicking me under the table until I mouthed to them, 'I get it; he likes me!' They smiled at each other in satisfaction.
Just then, Meaghan and Alyson came walking toward me. Always toward me--I was there target.
Meaghan lowered her shirt to reveal a bit of her neon green bra. Probably to impress Nick. But he wasn't impressed--he ignored them. They were holding their lunch trays until Meaghan "slipped" and all of her gooey caviar landed on me. Alyson added in with her mashed potatoes and her green beans.
"I think she needs a bit more LIQUID," Meaghan snarled, smirking at me. She grabbed her iced tea and threw it all at me.
I jumped up and ran into the bathroom and started crying.
(VANESSA'S POV)
[[AT WORK AT STARBUCKS]]
Every break Joe and I had, we spent together. It was just as simple as that . . . we spent all our spare time together. He was incredible.
When he finished his shift--his was longer than mine today--we drove to Jamba Juice. When we got into his car, we pretty much had a make-out session. He really was a good kisser.
(SELENA'S POV)
[[STILL IN THE BATHROOM]]
"Selena, PLEASE COME OUT!" Nick shouted.
"NO! I LOOK . . . LIKE SHIT!" I sobbed.
I felt so rude. He ran out of the cafeteria for me and I didn't even bother to let him in. After several moments, he crawled underneath the stall and helped me up. "You don't look so bad. Underneath all that goo"--he laughed--"you're still beautiful." He held my hands tightly.
I was suddenly feeling a protection around him. He was like a body guard, just specialized for me. We had the same issues at home . . . we were meant to be.
He leaned down to me slowly. Hesitantly, I leaned into him and he kissed me passionately.
Our first kiss was in a bathroom stall and I was covered in goo.
How romantic was that?
(VANESSA'S POV)
[[AT JOE'S HOUSE]]
"Stop . . . it . . . Joe! I'm . . . dying . . .!" I guffawed as Joe tickled me with his lips. "You're . . . c-c-crazy!"
He pulled me into his lap so that my legs were wrapped around his waist. It was like a lap-dance position, although I wasn't giving him a lap-dance. He held me as I ran my fingers through his black hair. His eyes softened as he smiled down on me. "You're beautiful." With the tips of his fingers, he moved my chin up to pull me into a long, tender kiss.
He Frenched me and it felt really good. Boy . . . he really was a good kisser. He ran his hands up and down my waist as I tried to breathe for air. When I pulled away, he kissed my neck.
I swear, I had so many hickies from him.
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