When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E81

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When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E81

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 81

I rubbed my hands together nervously. After a long

conversation with my brother last night, I came up

with a plan. It has to do with my mystery kiss,

which has been driving me completely and utterly

insane these past few days. I haven’t been getting the

right amount of sleep at night and I’ve been like a

zombie. But this will all come to an end because I

have the perfect plan.

If I can’t kiss Jonah, then I’ll have to try and kiss

Francis.

I stared at the gymnasium door from afar. I got

some firsthand insight from a few jocks that were in

front of me in the cafeteria lunch line; they were

complaining about how the boy’s locker room

bathroom is messed up so they constantly have to

use the bathroom down the hallway.

I already switched the signs on the doors; the one for

the boy’s bathroom is now screwed onto the

janitor’s closet door. I really hope he can’t tell the

difference. Or maybe he won’t care and he’ll pee on

the floor. I shuddered at the thought. I saw the door

opening and Francis casually walked out, dressed in

his football uniform. He was whistling casually and I

stood up, out of his view and darted into the janitor’s

closet. I switched the lights off and hid.

Light entered the room along with Francis’s bulky

figure. He stopped whistling as he looked around and

I leaped forward, pressing my lips to his. Bad things

were running through my mind; what if he pushes

me off of him because he thinks I’m a guy? What if

he doesn’t let me leave and finds out who I am and

assumes I have a major crush on him?

I was analyzing the kiss although it was pretty one

sided. Francis seemed frozen and I was just standing

in front of him, standing on my tippy toes, kissing

him. When I realized that that was as far as I was

going to get, I jumped back and exited the janitor’s

closet, running as fast as I could to get away.

I ran down the hallway and around a bend, making

sure I got to the parking lot. I ran out to the parking

lot where there were about fifteen cars. I found mine

and I ran over to it, panting heavily. I placed my

hands on my knees when I heard sneakers hitting

asphalt behind me. How’d he catch up with me?

“Savannah, what’s wrong?” I turned to see Sabrina

who had on sweatpants and a tank top. I looked

around at the snow. Did she not feel the cold? I had a

reason not to; I mean, I just ran through nearly half

of the school.

“I can’t breathe,” I was panting. My legs are burning

as if they’re on fire.

She patted my back as I stood up. She handed me a

water bottle and I chugged it, my vision was blurry.

“Were you following me?”

She shook her head. “I was at a track meet.”

I stared at her, wide eyed. She runs track? The girl

who wears pink and high heels runs track? I would

assume she cheerleads. “You run track?”

“Cross country,” she smiled proudly and I nodded.

“Now what were you running from?”

“I…just wanted to run!” I lied, giggling nervously.

She nodded. “Of course, that’s why you were

running with a terrified look on your face. I run like

that, too. Now seriously, why were you running?”

“I kissed Francis,” I replied quietly. She stared at me

for a moment.

“Come again?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I kissed Francis,” I told her a bit louder.

She placed her hand on her forehead. “What? Why?”

I explained the situation about Christmas Eve to her

and the mystery kisser and she was staring at me

with a frown on her face. “Well, was it him?”