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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Eight.
Whoever placed a dead bird inside my locker was declaring war with the wrong person. The lifeless carcass plopping down next to my feet as soon as I yanked the metal door open brought a terrified from Emerald who by then was standing next to me the whole time. A raven ,its jet black feathers shining like a wet obsidian rock , a putrid smell stabbing my sinuses in an unwelcomed assault . The stench of death.A yellow note had been tied on its dry scaly feet.Cautiouly bending down, I plucked the note from its lifeless leg, supressing a gag as I brought the note to my eyes , meeting with the world's most ugliest handwriting decorated on it. Enjoy the present :PIt read and my lips creased in a smirk. I knew the owner of that atrocious handwriting anywhere. So she's still mad at me, isn't she? Although, I hate to admit , her handwriting wasn't all that bad and it pains me to admit that. Zac shows up to my locker just in time to see me and Emerald staring at the morbid creature ,its to
Last Updated : 2024-03-30Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Nine.
"Are you sure you want to shove a dead rat inside Charli's locker? I mean, you know how extreme she can get, what if she decides to shove a live snake in your backpack? "In a panicked expression, voice laced with jittery concern , Nico kept asking , a cute Stuart little like mouse cradled inside his cupped hands ,tiny squeaks escaping its tiny mouse mouth. The once flooded hallways had been emptied, an eerie atmosphere settling around us as our footsteps bounced against the metal rowed walls in a frightful echo. Missing seventh period to execute my petty and juvenile revenge on that goth freak seemed far more reasonable and significant than squeezing my butt on a wooden chair, listening to Ms.Beedy explaining William Snorespear's boring sonnets. Something about the seventeen hundreds' literature just doesn't seat right with me. Saying Doth instead of do and mine eyes instead of my eyes just seemed ridiculous to me. Like why try to act like you're better than us? Just 'cause I opt
Last Updated : 2024-03-31Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Ten.
"Can we help you?" I turned on my fake polite and innocent smile, hands clasped ahead of me whereas Nico fought the urge to pee his pants in fear as he trembled like a chameleon on a frail twig."Shouldn't you two be in class?" She asked, voice heavy with authority."Should we?I can't remember. I have a lousy short term memory,"I replied, still maintaining the innocent facade. Amanda didn't appreciate that.Peering behind the victimizzed locker of my unfortunate revenge prank , Amanda shifted death glares between Nico and I. "What were you doing in that locker?It's not even yours ,isn't it?""Oh, you mean this locker?" I faced the obvious locker and back to her. "Just cleaning it out a bit,as a token of our appreciation to the owner of the locker.""Isn't that Charlotte's locker?"She asked, eyebrow raised."You must be really smart. You probably graduated from Harvard ,yes?"My face lit up in an impressed smirk even though I knew that she was sorta familiar with her own daughter's lock
Last Updated : 2024-03-31Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Eleven.
You know how everyone, regardless of how ugly they are physically or personality wise, has that one person that is obsessed with them? That one individual that would walk on hot coal just to make you happy? That one individual that constantly slips love notes inside your locker when you're not looking because they think it's hella romantic despite the cringeness of it all?Ladies and gentlemen, meet Leslie Jenkins, my not so secret admirer. I hate a lot of things in my life but nothing comes close to my hatred towards Leslie Jenkins. She's a close call between paper cuts and elevator music . I can tolerate alot of pet peeves shoved my way but I won't hesitate to draw the line when it comes to that girl. Maybe she the reason why I stopped liking the idea of dating someone of my age group. Can you blame me though? The girl dips pieces of freid chicken inside her Coca cola drink and slurps it up! I mean, who does that?If I ever had to choose between Leslie Jenkins and Charlotte Dawson
Last Updated : 2024-03-31Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Twelve.
I was looking forward to seeing Amanda this evening for my daily detention, or as I like to call it, our date. As students scurried towards the front doors in lightning speed, you'd think they were being chased by some armed murderer, I prepared myself for our date- I mean, detention. I'm not exaggerating when I say I sprayed on a new coat of body spray for this ocassion , even took my time to glance at a mirror to assess my appearance , maybe appreciate my handsomeness. God , I was such a good looking guy! How would I know this? Well, I'm a level one narcissist so having an inflated ego is one of my chronic illnesses. That and being a self-entitled ass hole. Just as expected , the beautiful Amanda had braced the seat behind her desk, stacks of books piled in front of her dwarfed by them, as she industriously dragged her red pen over the pages ,seemingly marking them. My presence remained unacknowledged as she buried her nose in the endless piles of books . I stood, rooted to the sp
Last Updated : 2024-04-01Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Thirteen.
There was a storm outisde. It was raining cats and dogs , with the occasional clapping of thunder and blinding flashes of lightning. This sorta weather is tailor made for snuggling inside a warm comforter ,drinking hot cocoa while binge watching American Horror Story .But instead I'm stuck in school , typing ferrociously at Amanda's laptop , my fingers begging for a break , afraid they'll fall off my knuckles . I'm finishing the nineth slide and that would have been an awesome achievement but I'm not even halfway through the notes on the given notepad. In fact, I haven't even made a dent but my need to impress Amanda was stronger than Thor's hammer as I wiped the sweat that glittered on my upper brow and got down to business. It's quiet. Really quiet, except for the steady sound of my breathing the ticking of the second hand on the clock and the ocassional flipping of a page as she marked books.Looking over the laptop , I notice she's almost done with marking, just a few more books
Last Updated : 2024-04-01Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fourteen.
My third attempt of throwing a pebble from across my bedroom balcony towards Charli's bedroom window proved futile as I watched it fail to knock the window pane. "This is why I always get picked last in gym class," I grumbed, my energy depleting by the second from my lack of throwing skills. I do throw like a girl. The reason why I was chucking pebbles at Charli's bedroom window was so that I could get her attention for us to talk about the whole fake dating thing. I made a vow not to go to school tomorrow not unless I convince Charli to be my fake girlfriend. I can't stand the idea of running into Leslie again and giving her the satisfaction of annoying the living daylights out of me. I was desperate and my solution lied inside Charli. I prayed for the best while prophesying the worst. Another pebble is tossed and as expected, falls a few inches away from her balcony. Maybe I should call her....but I deleted her number a long time ago . So throwing pebbles it is. "Okay,"I try on
Last Updated : 2024-04-01Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fifteen.
Nothing annoys me more than the shrill cry of my morning's alarm. It's even worse when you've already punched the snooze button thrice and all I'm left with is the dreaded task of having to divorce my blankets and step into the crisp mornignair that stung my skin like razor burns. Heavy eyelids refusing to open , momentarily subjecting me to blindness as I staggered through my room in an attempt to locate the light switch , ocassionally knocking furniture with my feet.Even through my closed bedroom door, I could hear Roxie's out of tune singing. Another source of my morning grumpiness and headache.Where's Simon Cowell when you need him? I trailed downstairs , my nose leading me to the kitchen where mom is cooking...something. It smelled good, much to my pleasant surprise. I don't remember the last time that smelled this amazing. "Good morning, Boo bear," Her chirpy voice greeted meas she untied her pink apron before hanging it on one of the hooks nailed on the kitchen wall next to
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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fifty Three.
" You love him, too?" I didn't wait for her to take her seat at the teacher's desk in front of the class when I spoke to her. At first, she seemed clueless as to what I was alluding to, eyebrows knitted in confusion and then I repeated those pathetic words to her again, in a slow manner, almost as if I were speaking to a child. " You.Love.Him.Too?" I repeated, eyebrows corked up, waiting for her to get the reference to what I was speaking about. " And what are you talking about, you annoying brat?" She seemed comfortable calling me names as she set her books and laptop, in readiness for today's class, refusing to answer my question or at least address the issue of what I was talking about. " As if you don't know," I scoffed, folding my arms across my broad chest before leaning back on my wooden chair. " Know that you're still watching me undress through from across your bedroom window? Oh , I am well aware of your perverted tendencies," I let out another derisive laug
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fifty Two.
" Your eyes....are like windows to your desolate soul..." Emerald had found her , let's call it 'calling' ,in becoming a poet , deciding to sharpen her poetry skills as she recited a love poem that she'd wrote for some dude named Oscar Smithers. Unfortunately, we were her chosen audience and everything she recited from said poem sounded extremely cheesy and cringe, I found myself wincing every now and then. " As we dance throught he rolling green pastures called love, I hope we both last forever..."Tyson groaned loudly , voicing out our frustrations as Emerald concluded her poem with a curtsy."So, what do you guys think? Was it good, do you think I should send it to him?"The hope that glinted in her eyes was pitiful , knowing that Tyson was about to extinguish it in a brutal snarky comment. " That was definitely something," Nico spoke for before anyone could voice out their opinions. " It was....unique?" Jackie added, feeding me a pleading look in hopes that I too would join her
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Fifty One.
"Why do you like to stare outside your bedroom window all the time?" I could see my mom's reflection through my bedroom window as she stood by my bedroom door, laundry basket full of clean clothes in hand. I was seated at my desk that was conveniently placed next to my bedroom window, continuing with the painful task of studying when I got lost in my thoughts, leaving me to gaze mindlessly outside my bedroom window. And that's when mom walked in to find me that way. " Oh," I finally turned around on my swivel chair, to address my mom who was still standing at the door. " I was just thinking about stuff. " " What kind of stuff?" She questioned with a laugh, inviting herself inside my room before making her way over to where I was seated. Her eyes immediately fell on the books I had splayed over my desk, reading through to see what subject I was tackling this evening. " Just.... teenage boy stuff," I dismissively said, hoping she would stop with the Spanish inquisition. "
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Nine.
Ten minutes had passed. I was seated in the empty classroom with two desks, one that I was currently seated on and the teacher's desk with her files placed carelessly on top, something she rarely does, the perfect indicator of her being in a rush. I was anxiously drumming my fingers on top of my desk, a made up tune on my head as I thought of every possible outcome that awaited me. I'm not going to lie but the threat of her summoning the principal to supervise me was starting to get to me like she hoped it would and I for sure thought that that was what she was going to settle on as a way of motivating me into studying. I hated principal Angerson so much. He was like a thorn in my flesh and I dreaded everything about him, to his face all the way down to the soles of his feet, even the sound of his voice was like a tormenting trumpet of doom towards my eardrums. Suppose this was her plan, to lock me up with principal Angerson for the whole day until I finished studying as a way
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Eight.
Even in the brightest of early mornings, Amanda still managed to look like an angel who fell from the sky. Watching her stroll down her porch steps, handbag slinging on her shoulder, purple binder and some miscellaneous books clutched in front of her bosomed chest and a flask clasped in her other hand , she still managed to take my breath away. She was wearing a red, long sleeved pencil dress , knee length and her hair was brushed to perfection, allowing its silky locks to pour gracefully over her shoulders and back and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through it. She'd probably freak out if I ever did that but still, that didn't stop me from imagining about it. Her car was parked right beside the curb and I was standing right next to it , as instructed by her , watching her walk over to it. Her face portrayed no emotion, she remained stoic, unreadable if you may. "You look amazing," Was my morning greeting towards her and she regarded me w
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Seven.
Never in my seventeen years of existence have I ever braced the morning atmosphere before sunrise, at five thirty a m! I didn't even know that there was five thirty A.M! Abandoning the comforting warmth of my bed and covers to slowly crawl out into the crisp biting chilly air had to be one of the most painful experiences of my tender life. All the heat I'd generated that had me cocooned during the duration of my slumberless night, evaporating into the breezy atmosphere as I slithered out of my sheets, forcing myself to face the day's events. An early start was never something I'd gamble upon but here I was , bracing myself for the inevitable. The water took forever to warm up and I was seriously rethinking on whether taking a morning bath was worth my time or if I should just spray on a fresh coat of my best cologne and call it a day. The label says it lasts for upto forty eight hours. Maybe I should take the company up on that challenge? But Amanda was going to drive me to s
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Six
Another night, painfully tossing and turning inside my covers, battling with insomnia led me into a depressive mood that slowly brought my thoughts into a dangerous path of wishful thinking. I hadn't studied for tomorrow's supposed pop quiz, couldn't bring myself to stare at pages upon pages of endless volume of academic notes that would probably end up on the paper quiz. Oddly enough, that didn't seem to faze me. All I could think of was her. My teacher. My best friend's mother. And the incident. It kept replaying inside my head like a broken cassette tape, making me relive every second of every minute of it. A painful torture knowing that I'd never get a chance with her. She was unattainable but yet here I was , wanting more than what we'd ever share as far as student-teacher relationship is concerned. I didn't really do that to her as a way to get myself off from doing the quiz, did I? Or so I'd convinced both of us on why I did it. Maybe a deeper part of my subconscio
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Five.
" I'll need you to give me some space, a few moments to myself so that I can..... collect my thoughts,okay?" Amanda, completely detached from her usual iridescent personality, appeared aloof, distraught, almost disheveled as she sunk back into her seat, her eyes bored into mine as she requested. An hour hadn't even passed since the incident happened between us, the memory still fresh as it cut through the confines of my conscious mind. I couldn't believe I'd be so bold as to kiss her neck like that. We'd never get past that, will we? It would forever be a part of our lives and I knew she detested the sheer fact of having to relive that moment like a broken cassette tape. The punishing memory of her son's best friend, kissing her neck...... that didn't sound right, now ,did it? "Okay, I'll give you the space you need," I spoke, phlegmatically, the tone of understanding heavy within. " Take all the time you need, Mrs. Dawson." Her guilt ridden face slowly lit up with an apologe
Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Forty Four.
The taste of her skin against my tongue was like ambrosia. The subtle taste of her apple shampoo gel and her sweat mingling against my taste buds causing me to salivate in a metaphorical sense as I held her tighter. Those forbidden kisses had slowly graduated into me dragging my sleek tongue across her neck skin, tasting her like ice cream on a sunny summer day. She reciprocated with a quiet, suppressed moan, melting under my embrace as my arms trembled with excitement and fear. Excitement, because I was kissing the love of my life. Fear, because I dreading the conversation that would happen once I pulled away from this. My breath fanning her skin before slowly shifting my mouth over to her ear, taking her lobe into my mouth, gently biting on to it. Amanda drew in a sharp breath, fighting the pleasure that was evidently riding inside her blood in ruthless waves. "Max....." She'd been calling my name, almost begging me to unhand her despite the fact that she liked what I was doing
