TYLER’s POV
“So…?” Justin placed his lunch tray down on the table as he took his seat next to me. “Where did you and Stella went last Friday? Did you finally score?”
I choked on my drink and almost spat it out from coughing too much.
“What?” he shrugged cluelessly. “Didn’t you guys went to—“
“We didn’t.” I replied.
“You didn’t…?” he asked slowly. “Then what did you do?”
“Nothing.” I lied. He wasn’t buying it. “We just kissed again.” He wasn’t buying it either. “Oh c’mon, Justin! You have no idea how innocent Stella is.” She had never kissed someone. I swear every girl in ninth grade was obsessed with sharing who’s guy did they kiss and had s*x, and maybe even told their friends who had the biggest d**k in the room.
But Stella wasn’t like the other girls.
Oh, for C
