All Chapters of Becoming Hotter: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Annie's P.O.V I blinked for the umpteenth time as I couldn't believe my eyes..Who am I seeing? “Cole?".”Annie?". We both called out our names at the same time. Oh well, I guess I wasn't hallucinating. I blinked again. This was real. It was him. He was about to say something when Jason's mum came out of the house, waving my lunch pack ”annie, come and have your lunch pack and head to school or you'll be late". I almost forgot I was going to school. With a little bit of hesitation, I rushed up to her, took the lunch pack and hurried along, sparing him a glance or two.. Cole was back. My mind was still processing it. This was really shocking and unbelievable. Cole had always been my number one, In everything. He had been a consellor, a soothing comfort when I lost my dad, and he was my best friend, and probably the only male friend I've ever gotten. Yes, we were that close, but I couldn't leave it that he was also the one to lease the most scar. I mean, apart from the scar

Annie's P.O.V Everything that has been going on has just been messing with my head. I couldn't tell what I wanted anymore. I needed Jason’s mum, as she was my therapist and would have been the best person to go to at the moment, but I couldn't go there. I'm sure you all must have noticed by now that I do not have self control, and when I tell you this, I mean it.. Let's do a little recap on everything, since you probably don't believe me. First, The kiss in the girl's washroom by Williams. I should t have let it happen, or kissed him back, but I did both. Then the kiss with my neighbour's sons. That was wild. Then the kiss with Williams again. “I’m a whore” “Say what now?” My mum dropped her fork, staring at me from across the table. Sam was also looking at me. Fuck. Did I bourt it aloud? It was a Sunday morning and my mum doesn't go to work on weekends. That's the only time I get to see her, if I, myself was home also. I don't know if it was because of t

Annie's P.O.VI couldn't believe my eyes. As I got home, I totally forgot that I was hungry and all I could think about was what I had seen. Mum came in about ten minutes afterwards. There was nothing off about her before, but looking at her now, I could see so many changes. Her hair was packed in a neat bun, with two curls left dangling at the front. As she took off the coat, she was putting on a blue tight fitting bodycon dress. Aside that, everything else in place. Her makeup was intact and so was her lipstick, making it almost unbelievable that she just kissed some dude. “Why are you staring at me like that?” She snapped me out of my reverie.I blinked. I wasn't going to tell her that I had seen her mooshing some guy’s lips. Not yet. “Mum, how was work? You seem to be back earlier than usual” I commented casually, rubbing the back of my head, hoping I wasn't being obvious. She dropped her keys in the key can and bent down, trying to undo her shoes. “Work was fine.

Annie's P.O.VI blinked, then instinctively backed out. “why do you wanna know?” “You are!” He said, with affirmation and a smile. “Sure. Think whatever you want” I was going to strongly disagree, but that would only make his claim even stronger. Denial is a river in Egypt. “Annie,” I turned towards the door to see who called my name. Their mum was back.. She walked towards me with a warm smile. “What a pleasant surprise” once she was clode enough, she embraced me..“And your invisible son here” Bryan muttered. She chuckled as she pulled him in for the hug too. Now, I don't know if it was imagination but Bryan's elbow rubbed at my boobs for like three seconds before it went away like it was never there in the first place. I pulled away from her embrace. “Aren't you meant to be in school though?”“I-uh, wasn't feeling too well”“Ouuu” she purred. “Come here” she led me to the chair..” should I make you some tea ?”“No, it's fine” I responded. “Just water will do”“Zach,” sh

Author's P.O.VMalison wasn’t proud of how things had gone with Annie.She knew she and Gabby had been cold—deliberately so. But the guilt still clung to her like smoke, thick and suffocating. She missed Annie’s weird jokes, her way of tilting her head when she didn’t understand something, her mother's delicious food packs, even her annoying obsession with matching her pens to her mood.But if she were being honest with herself—which she was trying very hard not to be—she had pushed Annie away for a reason. Annie has shut her out and they wanted her to have a taste of her own medicine. Plus Annie had a way of noticing things. And Malison couldn’t risk being seen right now.She sat cross-legged on the empty classroom floor, laptop balanced on her knees, the cursor blinking on a fresh document she had titled: "Fragments of Something I'm Not."It was supposed to be fiction. A story. Something vague and poetic about a girl who kissed another girl and couldn’t stop thinking about it. Mal