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Heaven's pov It's currently after the football game and we had won by 2 points. Although I don't really care about football, I'm still glad we won and didn't embarrass ourselves. I can't believe I called Valentina's brother her boyfriend. I don't even know why I said it— I did though and now it's a total embarrassment for me. I had finally changed from my sweaty cheer uniform to my regular clothing, which was just a basic white tee, with black cargos. From the corner of my eye, I see Valentina and gross boy talking and laughing together. Something about that boy makes him suspicious and when I find out, I'll ruin him. I don't even know what she sees in him, he's a literal creep and no to mention— he's a total player. The whole school of girls have gone out with him, especially the freshmans and he's a senior so he's basically a pervert. "Hey babe?" My boyfriend Alan calls, pulling me out of my trance, and touching my shoulder lightly with his right hand. I feel his sweaty palms dr
One Kiss Left Chapter 11
Valentina's pov"Is she going to be okay?" I hear a muffled voice blare through my ears. What even happened? The last thing I remember was sitting at the table of a restaurant with Jay, Alan, and Heaven. Dios mío, am I dead? Okay no, obviously I'm not dead. I open my eyes and see myself laying down on a bed with side railings, and I immediately dart my eyes downward to see my attire. I'm wearing a hospital gown. With the fuck? How did I get here? "Oh my god, Valentina! You're okay. Thank god." Gina exclaims, standing up from the couch she was laying upon. My mom moving in unison with her, which sort of creeps me out how they simultaneously moved at the same time. Both of them got up and gave me a hug that was a little tight, but not that tight to cut off my circulation. "What happened?" I ask in confusion. I genuinely don't know what happened to me—the only thing I do know is that I hate hospitals, so the fact that I'm here is revolting for me. "You fainted while having a panic a
One Kiss Left Chapter 12
Valentina's pov It's been a week since my so called, "accident" and I've been doing great so far. The medication for my anxiety surprisingly has been working, and I'm glad that it has, since I've been waiting for it to get better. My mom has been working a lot lately, which is making me worried that something is going on. She's never really worked this hard in her life, or maybe she just genuinely likes her job. On the other hand, Heaven has gone back to her old acrimonious self. Ever since last week, she hasn't made eye contact with me. Did I do something wrong? Or was she just being nice last week? Also, Jay has been really close to me lately, not that I'm complaining, I actually like his company, but his questions and actions towards me are making me suspicious. I still don't know why he's trying to know so much about me, and my family. I told Gina about it and she said that Jay may have a crush on me. The problem with that is that I don't feel the same way towards him. I liter
One Kiss Left Chapter 13
Valentina's pov"Okay Valentina, I need you to turn your shoulders sideways, smile, and look at the camera." I do exactly what I'm told and I see the flash of the camera and the sound of a click it comes from it. Yes, I'm doing my model shoot. I got called in last week and they're paying me two-thousand dollars for just taking pictures. They have me in a body-con dress to promote the sales of the dress and later on, my modeling agent is going to book me more gigs. I literally have my own agent! It's crazy to even think of. Words can't even express how grateful I am to have this type of opportunity. As for the mystery of my locker, Heaven is still trying to figure out who destroyed it. She hasn't given me any word, but I do have faith that she'll catch whoever demolished my locker.On the other hand, Gina has been accompanying me in my photo shoots, mostly because she dreads to miss out on anything that'll happen to me. Technically, she's not wrong though. I've been in fear for my
One Kiss Left Chapter 14
Valentina's povAfter I realize that I'm in danger, immediately I felt my heart race. Why? What did I do? I just moved here, how do I have someone that despises me? Wait... Heaven despises me. Could it be her? No way. She may be ferocious, but I know for a fact that she wouldn't do this to me. Or...would she? Currently, Heaven is dropping me off at my house, with one of her hands on the steering wheel. She offered to drive me home, which is weird. She's been acting super weird lately, and I don't know why. Heaven had dropped Gina off at her house too, after arguments of her wanting to stay with me. I told her that I'm fine though, so she didn't go against it or tried to argue with me, which I'm glad because the argument would've never ended. The car is silent and all you can hear is the engine roaring through the car. I have my hands placed against the rear mirror as I'm looking outside at nature. One thing I love about about nature, is that it's so peaceful and calming that I wo
One Kiss Left Chapter 15
Heaven's pov I've spent the last few weeks trying to figure out who trashed Valentina's locker and her car. I've been getting headaches everyday trying to find good evidence towards anyone at this point. I don't even have a suspect anymore. The reason I'm not saying it's gross boy anymore is because the day that the locker was being demolished, gross boy was practicing on the football field.There was no way he could've done everything at a span of time. Unless he's smart, but we all know that's not true. Alan told me that he was there all morning, and for some reason, I truly believe him. Maybe because he's telling the truth for once and not constantly lying straight to my face.As I'm walking to my locker, I see Valentina with Gina laughing at something that's probably stupid. Litreally they laugh at the most stupidest things ever and it's annoying. Valentina has her hair down with two strands of braids hanging loosely from her face. She is wearing a denim skirt and a pink crop
One Kiss Left Chapter 16
Valentina's pov I instantly get out of bed after receiving the message that Heaven is picking me up. I don't even have makeup on, it's already 7:30 pm and it's been a full 30 minutes of me deciding what I should wear. Right now, I'm doing my makeup and hair. That's the main thing I need to do, since I would look like a zombie if I didn't."Donde vas?" (Where are you going) My mom asks randomly, scaring the shit out of me since I thought she was in her room. "I'm going out with Heaven." I simply say, curling my hair and holding my strand of hair on the curler."Oh okay. Be careful." My mom says, standing by the doorframe for a few seconds, then quickly emerging herself out. She didn't even tell me what time I should be home. That's weird.After I finish with my hair, that took me almost an hour to do, I quickly get ready. I decide to wear a plain light pink crop top, and some light wash mom jeans, with my converse. It's simple, but it'll definitely work, plus it's literally 8 pm
One Kiss Left Chapter 17
Valentina's pov It's been a whole week since I had sex with Heaven. I've been craving by her more recently, but guess what she's doing? Avoiding me. I've been trying to talk to her during cheer practice, yet she goes another direction. I didn't tell anyone about that night. I figured that if I tell one person, it'll spread around and though I do trust people, I just can't bare to put Heaven in a situation like that. I don't even know if she likes girls. She should right? Or was she just using me? Currently, it's after school and the girls and I are following up in some drills for the game tomorrow. Coach Sanders has been absent lately, I have no clue what's going on. Some of the girls say that she's finally dating someone, which is causing her to miss a lot of practice. Even so, she has to make time for us! Speaking of dating, for the past few days, Jay has been texting me non-stop. Gina tells me that he has a crush on me, but I don't believe her. I feel like he's just being nice
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