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It was a sleepless night.

I tossed and turned, and tossed and turned. Yet, I couldn't quite get myself to fall asleep.

My mind kept replaying this particular scene over and over repeatedly, the kiss. My first kiss.

Even now, that moment still felt absolutely surreal to me, like a distant dream far out of my reach.

Subconsciously, I think I might be afraid to go to sleep, for I feared this would all disappear in the morning and I'd only be left with remnants of the ethereal fantasy it once was.

Though, I had to admit that in spite of the both of us having shared such an intimate moment together, I wasn't getting any closer to figuring him out. Especially not with the cryptic messages he had sent me on Sunday morning.

"You should keep your distance from Maxwell."

"What are you talking about?"

"Exactly what I said."

"You can't tell me who I can be friends with, Jordan.

"I wasn't."

"Telling me not to talk to Dustin wasn't?"

"I didn't."

I stared at his reply grimly, even through a flatscreen, he still managed to be just as narky.

Back and forth, back and forth. That was how conversations with him mostly went, all of it ending at a solid dead end.

Now that I think about it, that was just how he had been, right from the very start; his every word and every action, he only gave to the extent where he knew he would be comfortable.

The problem? It was never enough and thus, you would be left trying to guess exactly what he meant and what he wanted from you.

That was where the second problem lie; the same way he gave, he took as he pleased. To him; what his majesty wants, his majesty gets.

"You don't want him getting the wrong idea."

"Me? Giving him the wrong idea?"

"You know I don't like repeating myself twice."

"You know what Jordan, I don't like repeating myself twice either."

"So listen well; bossy asshats (excuse my language) riding on their high horses can quit thinking about stealing any more kisses from me."

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"Pesto, wait up!"

Pausing, I stopped and watched as Tyler barreled out of his red Bentley and practically shouldered a few people who got in his way.

I raised a questioning brow at him, taking in his untucked white shirt, the loose tie hanging off his neck and his half zipped backpack with a bunch of papers poking out.

"Rough morning?"

"The worst, I didn't hear my fucking alarm this morning."

I checked the time on my phone. "Its only 7:40, classes don't start until 8. In fact, you're early."

"I mean I'm nearly late for early check in, its at 7.45." He began adjusting his tie and we stepped to the side of the staircase to allow other students to pass.

"What's that for?"

"Apparently, the dean got so sick of my tardiness that he gave me a week of early check in. Can you fucking believe that?" Tyler huffed out indignantly, as if he was the one who was wronged.

I shook my head. "Well, you kind of deserved it Tyler."

"You're mean. And uptight!" He pouted.

"At least it doesn't get me a week worth of early check in."

"Don't even remind me." He groaned. "Walk with me to the office? I just need to hand this slip over to the desk lady."

I agreed and followed him through the front door as he headed in the direction of the general office.

Sneaking a peek over at Tyler who was still droning on about miscellaneous school stuffs that I wasn't paying much attention to, I pondered over whether he knew of what had happened last Friday.

Do guys talk about things like these? I definitely wanted someone to talk to during the past two days I spent at home, drowning myself in doubts and questions that started with 'what if' or 'Maybe he'.

It was somewhat miserable and embarassing to admit that when going through such a teenage crises, I had no one to turn to. Occasionally, I'd talk my problems out with my parents but I'd rather not delve into a discussion on my first kiss with them.

I sighed, boy problems had never been an issue for me before, not until now at least.

"Don't you worry Pesto, I'll be out real quick." Tyler reassured me, I didn't have the time to tell him that tardiness was far from what was on my mind before he promptly opened the glass door and slid inside.

So far, he hadn't brought up anything strange and that could only meant Jordan hadn't told him about the kiss.

Unsurprisingly, thinking back to the kiss caused a kaleidoscope of butterflies to erupt in my stomach, which only intensified at the thought of seeing him later.

The prospect of actually coming face to face with the very person who haunted my every waking moment, especially after I had literally just told him off over text yesterday, didn't sound the least bit enticing to me.

Largely, I was just strung out over how he would react when he sees me. Safe to say, him not replying clearly set me on edge, that and his capricious tendencies combined were basically a disaster waiting to betide.

Briefly, I considered skipping the classes we shared. However, before I could dwell too much on that, Tyler came out and threw his arm over my shoulders.

"Drop that frown babe, it doesn't look good on you."

"I wasn't frowning. Anyways, um...how was your weekend?" I cringed inwardly at my subtle attempt to steer the conversation towards a certain someone.

"Boringggggggg." Tyler dragged. "Jordan didn't want to hang at all this weekend."

My ears perked up. "He didn't? Why not?"

Tyler shrugged. "No fucking clue. He's been hella moody, not even bothering to answer my texts."

I nodded disinterestedly, glad to know I wasn't the only one recieving the silent treatment then.

"Hey Anna! I was just about to find you." 

Tyler dropped his arm as Dustin came to stand on the other side of me. "Hey Dustin, I'm heading over to my locker now. Tyler just needed to pop by the office."

"Finally early for once huh?" Dustin joked as the three of us walked down the increasingly crowded hallway.

"Early check in, don't even remind me bro." Tyler grimaced.

I smiled pitifully at him. "Its okay Tyler, if you want, I can accompany you to the office for the rest of this week."

His face immediately brightened. "I always knew you're the best, Pesto!"

"So...are you still not going to the dance?" I turned back to Dustin who was glancing over at me with anticipation written blatantly across his face.

I really didn't want to disappoint him and it made me feel awful that I had to. "Sorry, I'm still not changing my mind."

His eyes were downcast and I tried cheering him up. "Hey you'll tell me all about it afterwards yeah?"

"Of course." He managed a tiny grin and I smiled back buoyantly at him.

All too quickly, that smile was wiped off my face as I tore my eyes away from Dustin only to be greeted with the sight of Jordan leaning against my locker.

His eyes, which were already locked on mine, pinned me down with the usual vehemence which seemed to be solely reserved for yours truly. On instinct, my feet stopped and I stood rooted to the spot, watching with bated breath as his gaze flickered between me and Dustin.

I think Tyler might have mumbled something to me but I wasn't quite sure as my focus was on Jordan's darkened eyes, which now held an unmistakable gleam of determination.

He slowly strided towards me, each step as purposeful as his unbreaking gaze while I remained glued to where I was.

Even though I desperately wanted to tear my eyes away, I couldn't. It felt as if he was my center gravitational point, the force locking me down and not allowing me to move as I pleased.

I couldn't explain how or why I knew except the fact that the closer he got, the more certain I was of the impending havoc he would undoubtedly wreck.

Truthfully, I couldn't say exactly what I was expecting, all I knew was that nothing could have prepared me for what he did next after he bestowed me with one last unpropitious smirk.

In a single swift move, he pulled me in by my neck, dipped his head and captured my lips with unabashed gracefulness.

The kiss was searingly short, yet, it alighted a straight path of white hot tingles from my burning lips all the way to my numbing toes.

When he pulled away, I still couldn't see past the explosion of phosphene that blinded me from my surroundings.

The only thing I heard was a whispered "Once stolen, twice emboldened."

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