Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Rules Of Kissing Girls : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

CHAPTER 71: NEW GIRL CHARLOTTE'S POV Imagine a girl so effortlessly pretty she looks fake.Like she walked straight out of a Pinterest board titled Unbothered, Untouchable, Texas Hot Girl Energy.She strutted down the hall while adjusting her fury shoulder bag. She wore white tank top, tiny denim shorts, long tan legs, and high boots that clicked dramatically with every step. Her hair fell in soft waves, honey-brown and annoyingly perfect, and she smiled like she was auditioning for a toothpaste commercial.And her teeth?Bro.Glass, mirror led lightbulbs.I don’t even know why I noticed. Maybe because she walked like she was telling the entire hallway, “Yeah, look at me, peasants.”“Hiii girl!” Maya called, jogging to my locker with her hair in two messy buns and two matchas in hand. My favorite. I immediately assumed one was mine.“Hey, thanks for the matcha.”Maya stared at me as if I’d grown a second head. “Who said it was yours?”“Maya.”She rolled her eyes dramatically and s

CHAPTER 73 : I HATE YOU CHARLOTTE’S POV Ohhh myyy, ohhh my goshhh. My hands were shaking uncontrollably.My heart wouldn’t calm down.It was beating super fast like it was trying to break out of my chest and run for its life.What is going on between Max and Maya?What is going on between max and maya?My brain was spinning, my palms were sweating and my knees were literally weak.And the worst part?There was this tiny, ugly voice in my head whispering:“Maybe Maya is trying to make you jealous.”“Maybe she’s still mad you ditched her and kissed Sienna.”“Maybe she’s doing this on purpose.”And oh my God, the thought made my stomach twist so fast I almost bent over.I kept replaying everything:Maya laughing with Max.Max texting her behind my back.Her sitting with the chat team and not looking at me once.Her acting like I was invisible.What if she was punishing me?What if she was trying to make me feel the same way she felt that day I left her behind just to hang out with Sien

CHAPTER 75: ANNIVERSARY SURPRISE CHARLOTTE'S POV I slammed the door behind me, heart still racing. My hands were shaking, chest tight, and my mind wouldn’t stop replaying every single word, every single gesture, every single laugh that Maya and Max had shared. I stormed into my room, threw my backpack onto the floor, and kicked off my shoes.“Ughhh!” I groaned, collapsing onto my bed. My fingers gripped the sheets like they were lifelines. How could she do that? How could Maya just…sit there, smiling, laughing with Max like I didn’t even exist? My stomach churned, my jaw hurt from clenching so hard, and I could feel the heat of frustration crawling up my neck.I didn’t even notice my mom standing in the doorway until she cleared her throat.“Charlotte? Honeywhat happened? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she said softly, walking in and sitting on the edge of my bed. Her hand rested gently on mine.I shook my head. “Mom, nothing. I don’t want to talk about it.”“You can tell me,

CHAPTER 77 : RETRO FUNFAIR CHARLOTTE'S POV The moment I stepped out of Max’s house, the cool air slapped my cheeks, almost as if the universe was reminding me I still had one more disaster to fix. My chest tightened at the thought. I could handle Max forgiving me that boy loved harder than gravity but MayaMaya was the friend I had snapped on, screamed at, accused, and hurt without a single moment of pause or proof.I pulled out my phone, staring at her name. My thumb hovered above the call button for a solid minute. My stomach twisted. I wasn’t even sure what version of her would pick up. Angry Maya? Sad Maya? Cold Maya? The “I’m disappointed in you” Maya?God, that one scared me the most.I pressed the call before I could lose my nerve again.The dial tone lasted forever. My heartbeat thudded loudly in my ears, drowning out everything else. Then—“Hello?”Her voice wasn’t cold. It wasn’t angry. It wasn’t even annoyed. It was tired, soft like she had cried earlier and was done figh

CHAPTER 79: CHEER FREAK SOPHIE'S POV The gym smelled like sweat, rubber mats, and a faint hint of hairspray. My stomach twisted into knots as I stepped through the double doors, clutching my water bottle like it could anchor me to reality. I should have texted Nia and told her it's a mistake, that I'm not supposed to be in the cheer team but I decided to face my fear and join. What is the worst that could happen?Every cheerleader here seemed to radiate confidence laughter, chatter, tossing their hair without a care, bouncing on the balls of their feet. And then there was me, Sophie Hart, trying desperately not to betray the chaos of my life at home behind a carefully practiced smile.“Hey! You must be Sophie!” a cheerful voice called. I turned and saw a girl with braided pigtails and an oversized bow that probably had its own zip code. “I’m Lila. Don’t worry, we’re all super nice. You’re gonna love it here.”I nodded quickly, forcing a calmness that wasn’t there. “Yeah thanks.” M