Chapter Six: Hazel

Christopher remained eagle-eyed for the rest of the night at Jason's party. He didn't want the girl he kissed to slip by right under his watch. He wasn't even interested in partying anymore. He looked around for her friend Brooke later on but didn't see her either. He couldn't believe they've been attending the same school since 9th grade. She's probably the quiet unpopular type. She's actually pretty, to be honest. So is her friend. He eventually decided to crash and went into Jason's room.

"What's wrong man?" Jason had asked him when he told him he wanted to sleep.

"I'm just tired dude," he had answered faking a yawn.

Jason shrugged.

The thing is that Christopher couldn't sleep immediately. When he closed his eyes, he kept remembering how his lips moved in sync with hers. The kiss wasn't even deep but it seemed to have trapped him.

What the hell is this?

I've never felt that way when kissing anyone not even Ivy when they were together, he had thought.

And the worst part is th