Chapter 12: welcome to the masquerade [part 2]

His lips were on mine.

I couldn't even feel myself breathing. His lips were soft, his breath like mint. I blocked out everything, only focused at the fact that Taylor Channing, the school's 'bad boy' or cool kid, was kissing me. His hands were on my waist, and they were like heaters, instantly warming my whole body as electricity shot through. I started to process what was happening and I moved my lips in sync with his, slowly closing my eyes.

I heard the camera go off twice and Ben saying, "get a room!"

Taylor pulled apart and I found myself slightly pouting.

"thanks man," Taylor said as Ben handed us the pictures and giving him a man hug.

Then there was this awkward silence between us. I focused on the ground, head hanging low. I looked at him through my eyelashes and saw that he had his hands at the back of his head. I looked through the pictures in my hands.

The first one was both of us smiling, his hand looped across my back. The second and third was us acting all crazy, so like a fun shot. The forth was us laughing, so it was a candid. Ben actually told us jokes to make us laugh and took the picture. The last one was well, us kissing. I looked at that picture closely, but not lifting it close to my eyes to see because that'd say something. But I squinted and saw that Taylor was smiling.

He was actually smiling when we kissed.

After time passed and both of us just stood there in awkward silence, I broke it.

"umm I uh I thi-think I'll go ba-back to uh find Zoe and Britney," I stammered, walking away before he could even reply.

"guys! I need help." I said as I reached them.

"Summer! where've you been?!" Zoe exclaimed.

"with Taylor..." I muttered.

"what's wrong?" Britney asked.

"well uh he scared me when I walked off while you guys went to get a drink. then he engulfed me into his warm arms with my back to his chest. then he forced me the properly hug him. after that, he wanted to take Polaroid pictures, so he called this guy, Ben, over to help us take some... and here they are..." I said, passing them the pictures.

They looked through each and every one of them, saying 'aww' at all of them. But when they reached the last picture, I knew all hell would break loose as the questions came attacking me.

"you kissed him?! are you his girlfriend?! did he ask you before you guys kissed?! oh my gosh! I'm so happy for you!" Zoe exclaimed, engulfing me in a huge bear hug.

"why do you not look all jumpy and happy though?" Britney asked.

"see, the thing is, I don't know where I stand anymore. am I his girlfriend? am I still just his friend? I don't know... and he didn't ask before we kissed. I just asked what we should do when it came to the last picture and he just... did," I said, frowning a little bit as I wondered about the questions floating in my mind.

Am I his girlfriend? What would happen when we go back to school? Would he act like nothing happened and crush my heart? That was when I realised, I do have a crush on Taylor Channing.

"shouldn't you ask him?" Zoe asked.

"how? I can't just go up and be like 'am I your girlfriend'?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"uhhh actually you can." Britney stated.

"no! it's so awkward!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in the air.

"we'll just see what he does on Monday yeah?" Zoe said.

"yeah yeah" I muttered.

Two more days, or maybe just one. It was night time and a Saturday. But till then, I know I'm going to question the kiss every minute.

Throughout the night, it was okay. But I tried my hardest to not bump into Taylor. I didn't want to fall into another awkward silence okay.

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*Sunday*

"Aunt Meg, if a guy kisses you on the lips and is smiling, what does that mean?" I asked, sliding into a seat.

I didn't mind talking to Aunt Meg about it. She's so young anyways.

"it depends... is he a player? cause that smile could be like a 'victory' smile"

"nope"

"well, did you guys have a status before the kiss?"

"as friends, yeah. but he didn't state anything after the kiss. it was... awkward."

"I'm sorry hun, but maybe it could mean that he didn't mean to kiss you, or he really likes you."

"it's okay, I guess." I shrugged.

It honestly wasn't.

"who's the guy?" Aunt Meg asked.

"of uh my friend's having this trouble with a guy..." I lied.

"mmhmm that's what they all say" she winked.

Suddenly as I was thinking about the kiss, my phone vibrated in my back pocket. Taking it out, I saw that it was a text from the first and last person I wanted to talk to. First because I had questions but last because I wanted to save myself the awkward talk.

Taylor.

Taylor: can we talk?

Me: about?

Taylor: you know about what..

Me: actually no, I don't.

I actually did, I just wanted him to say it.

Taylor: whatever happened at the masquerade...

Me: what happened at the masquerade?

Taylor: jeez Summer! the kiss we shared!

Me: ohh that.

Taylor: yeah meet me at the park. now.

And that's how the conversation ended. Now, what should I wear? I was wearing something different that my regular band tees or hoodies, instead I was wearing a flannel, with a Jack Daniels tank top and a pair of dark wash jeans. My hair was in a messy bun. I guess I looked okay.

"hey I'm going to the park," I said to Aunt Meg.

"can I go?" she joked.

"cause you're totally 5," I rolled my eyes and walked towards the door.

"look who's talkin'" she smirked.

"whatever! bye!" I said, walking out of the front door.

Boy was I looking forward to this conversation with Taylor. Hah, note the sarcasm.

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A/N: how'd you guys like the masquerade dresses?:) have a fantabulous day:]

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