Twenty

Katherine Thorne:

“WHAT?” Kate shrieked, slamming her locker shut. “You kissed Alexa—” The rest of her sentence came out muffled into my palm because I had to cover her mouth before she told the whole school that Alexander had kissed me.

We were by the lockers in the hallway and students were all around us, I didn’t want to be the topic of any gossip. And some students had their attention drawn to us already at the mention of the word ‘kiss’.

“Shut up, Katie. People may hear you.” I scolded her, letting go of her mouth gradually. “And no, I didn’t kiss Alexander, he kissed me,” I explained to her in a near–whisper.

“How on earth!” She asked, the curiosity in her tone was almost whole enough to slice with a knife.

“Well, when I got back to my apartment and got off the phone call with you, he was right behind me.” I began my narration. “He started off by being the annoying jerk he usually is, then went on to ask me to tutor him.”

Katie’s eyes widened, “He wants you to tutor him? Wow