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I stormed into my house. I didn't even bother to look up to see whether my mom was around. I practically bolted off to my room. I was a ball of twisted nerves.
My day was totally in a mess, thanks to Astor. The kisses, the hands on my boobs. Did all that mean nothing? Only minutes ago, it was like fireworks and sparks that suddenly hit a stop as we got to my door. And then, out of the blue, Astor started talking about not making things complicated. Seriously, was he joking or what?
The door creaked open, and I slipped into my room. The minute I plopped onto my bed, I couldn't stop ranting to myself.
"What's his deal? He kisses me like that, and then he throws in the 'let's not make it complicated' thing. Are you kidding me?" I stood to my feet, and paced around, trying to make se
