Dylan's point of view I dont know what came over me. I don't know what happened. She thanked me for calling her beautiful, as if to say she wasn't. I gently brushed her chin upward, she was staring into my eyes. I leaned down, closer, my heart was pounding, closer, and then, it was like this warm, tender feeling all over my body. Her soft rose lips were on mine. She leaned back on her heels and smiled at me, her cheeks were a deep crimson. I couldn't find any words to say... I guess she couldn't either... There were no words for the feelings I had for this girl. I slowly manned up and said it. Said the five words I've been wanting to say since I first saw her. "I love you Nicole Davis" I gave her a sideways glance, hoping for a good reply. "I love you too Dylan James" she beamed at me. Immodestly following our kiss, the class erupted into a million "Ooohhhhhhh's" her cheeks got red again, I could feel mine get hot. I completely forgot that we were even in public. Hell, I forgot I was in a classroom! All I saw was her, she way her hair fell perfectly over her shoulders, they way her eyes sparkled when she looked into mine, gorgeous. I laced her fingers within mine and we both sat back down. The eyes of our peers still giving us facant stares. I didn't even care like I usually would. I was with Nicole. My all, my world, my future. She is all that will ever matter to me. ————————————————— Enjoy !
Nicole's point of view Oh. My. God. Dylan just kissed me. No. Let me rephrase that, the love of my life, just kissed me. And I kissed him back. It was this amazing, tingling sensation. All throughout me. I just smiled at him. Total loss for words. He looked into my eyes. "I love you Nicole Davis." he said to me, leaning his head to the side. Whoa. This day just keeps getting better and better. "I love you too Dylan James." I replied, smiling maybe a little to big. The class roared with sound effects, acting like grade schoolers. It was kind of amusing come to think of it. But my cheeks were still getting hotter and hotter. Dylan's were a light shade of pink also. That made me feel somewhat better. He intertwined our fingers and led me back to our seats. Gosh, he was the best. Everything a girl could ask for. And that's when I saw her..... —————————————————
Why details? It's a story, not a movie. I don't need to describe everything. If you want details put your own where I left them out. Put your own little spin. Play it out in your head. I write what comes to my head. I enjoy what I write. Thanks for the critisism though
Nicole's point of view. She was just as beautiful as Dylan's friends had described her. She had long curly hair, the big barreled curls, like in the movies. But this was real. She had green eyes, but like the rest of her, there was something beyond them. It was as if something was pulling me to stare at her. She was tiny. No fat on her whatsoever. She was most likely about as tall as me, maybe a tad shorter. But she was stunning. Her name is Addison Miller. Last year, in 10th grade, she faked a pregnancy. But it wasn't just anyone's baby, it was supposedly Dylan's. Aaron, Dylan's best friend, had told me about the 'incident'. Addison and Dylan were at a party one night, both drunk, and had messed around quite a bit. About a week later, Addison came to school saying that she was pregnant with Dylan's child. Dylan couldn't have rumors like this circulating, he was the star quarterback and it would ruin the entire season if coach thought he was a soon to be father. He squashed the rumors, but Addison's parents found out about what she had done and sent her to an all girls school in California. A long ways away from Denver Colorado, from Dylan. I could tell that Dylan noticed her too. His grip on my hand tightened. "Miss me Dylan?" Addison said, smirking at him seductively. "Why are you here, I do not want anything to do with you." Dylan replied through gritted teeth. "Oh come on, quit the playing innocence game. You know what you did last year. I got a second chance from my parents. As for you? You'll never live it down and I will ensure that." She was proud of what she said. "and I see we have a new toy to play with, she is a looker. But you can do better." she added as she looked at me. Her words and eyes told a whole different story. She really did look like a small child through her eyes, but a backstabbing bitch through her words. I could tell why all the guys in the room were drooling on themselves. I didnt even motice her outfit. She was wearing a black mini skirt, a red tank top, and fiery red strappy heels to match. Dylan's jaw was locked, his grasp on my hand became even tighter, he stood up, leaving me to stand up also because of the fact we were holding hands, then he stormed out of the room with me trailing behind. We were in the courtyard and he was still fuming. He kept mumbling under his breath. Probably just more foul things about Addison. I couldn't blame him. What she did was horrible. She was clearly a low human being. We sat in the courtyard the rest of the school day. When the final bell rang to release all students he offered to drive me home. That was probably a good idea, when we left class I forgot my purse, my keys were in it. I would check to lost and found tomorrow to see if I could locate them. On the drive home only a few sentences were spoken. Mostly just 'are you okay?' and 'I'm sorry'. I didn't care. I wanted to go home. My phone rang. *Beep Beep* it as Alyssa, "Hey girlie, we still on for shopping today? Call me when u get home!" Oh shit. I forgot about the party. "Hey Dylan, are we still going to Aiden's party tomorrow night?" I asked, a little embarrassed that I asked. "Sure baby. I'll be there at 7" he said, grinning at me. We pulled into my driveway, he gave me a quick peck on the cheek then said, "I love you" "I love you too" I replied as I was getting out of the car. ————————————————— I'm sorry! This is long! I'll shorten the next few!