All Chapters of The Rules Of Kissing Girls : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CHAPTER 92 : I'M OKAY CHARLOTTE'S POV A few weeks after sobbing and crying my eyes out, I have officially concluded one thing: caramel and banana ice-cream is the worst flavor combination on planet Earth. Whoever invented it was clearly going through their own emotional crisis and decided to drag the rest of us down with them.Because what was I thinking?Eating that in the name of healing?That's not healing that’s self-sabotage.“Hiii girl,” Maya said, kicking my bedroom door open like she paid rent here. She visited me every single day that week. Sometimes she brought snacks; sometimes zucchini. I still don’t know why zucchini.“Hiii,” I said, sitting up straighter and kicking the ice cream bucket under the bed. My eyes felt puffy and raw. I tossed another tissue to the already mountainous pile beside me.“Are you good?” Maya asked.“I guess so,” I shrugged. “I cried my eyes out all of last week. I think I may have officially run out of tears.”“That’s impossible,” she said, tip

CHAPTER 94 : WRONG PARTNERCHARLOTTE’S POV By Monday morning, the entire school had officially turned my life into a trending topic.Again.I didn’t even need to open my phone to know. You could feel it in the air that weird buzzing energy people get when they’re all pretending not to stare at the same thing.Whispers followed me down the hallway.Not subtle ones either.“Is that her?”“That’s Max’s girlfriend, right?”“I heard they broke up like three times already.”“She’s the one from the Sophie thing.”I tightened my grip on my bag and kept walking like I couldn’t hear anything.Maya leaned into me. “You good?”“I’m fine.”“You said that yesterday and then almost fought a vending machine.”“That vending machine started it.”She snorted. “Sure.”We turned the corner toward class and that’s when I saw it.The social media page.Someone had projected it onto the hallway screen again .@BridgehallGossip: BREAKING NEWS Max & Charlotte not as perfect as they look? “multiple sightings

CHAPTER 96: MY DIARY?CHARLOTTE'S POV By the time I got home, I was convinced the universe was personally writing fanfiction about ruining my life.I dumped my bag on my bed, kicked off my shoes, and flopped backward like my mattress was supposed to magically absorb all my problems.It didn’t.My brain was too loud.Everyone was posting about me and Max again, people were whispering in the hallways and my group project turned into an emotional WWE match.Not to mention that I can't find my diary in my bag, how perfect. Thank you mother nature for all you do. I rubbed my face aggressively.Ugh, why was everything so complicated?What if it was somewhere in my room and maybe I didn't take it to school, I reached for my pillow and I couldn't feel anything.I tore my pillow off the bed.Not there.I threw the blanket.Not there.I crouched beside the bed and checked the floor.Nothing but dust bunnies and the sweatshirt Maya kept stealing and returning like it was a custody battle.Panic

CHAPTER 98: AH FUCK CHARLOTTE’S POV I knew it, I fucking knew it. But how?Did she steal it on purpose? Did she go through my things like it was nothing? Or worse, did she already know I was looking for my diary and planned all of this?No. That didn’t make sense.Because there was no universe where Sophie just magically guessed I’d misplaced my diary and decided to return it out of kindness. That wasn’t her style. Not anymore. Not after licking Max's tongue. She had my book.My stomach twisted so hard it almost hurt to breathe.I sat on my bed staring at my phone like it was about to give me instructions on how to survive my own life.Sophie was typing then stopping, then typing again.Those three dots kept appearing like she was pacing inside my head.I should’ve just ignored her. Easy, simple and safe.But my fingers didn’t agree.Sophie: please respond, I know you're angryI stared at it.My first instinct was immediate: no block her, delete, pretend I never saw it and travel

CHAPTER 100 : MY CRUSH CHARLOTTE’S POVIf someone had told me two weeks ago that I’d be standing at a bake sale, laughing over burnt cupcakes and not thinking about my ruined relationship every five seconds and kissing my childhood crush. I would’ve laughed in their face.Not because it was impossible but because it felt unlikely.Yet here I was still not laughing over burnt cookies and kissing my childhood crush.I stood there adjusted the tray in front of me, aligning the cupcakes neatly. Chocolate to the left, vanilla to the right, the red velvet slices sitting in the middle because they were royalty.Maya leaned over my shoulder and whispered . “Charlotte, say something”I didn’t look up. “What?”Maya’s voice dropped slightly, like she was trying not to make it obvious “He’s still staring at you.”That made my hand pause.“Okay and?”“And he’s hot.”I rolled my eyes. “Maya, that’s not helpful.”“I’m being serious. Tall, dark, mysterious, very I ruin lives for fun energy.”He was