SZNS SERIES 1: Summer by Maria Writes (books for men to read txt) 📗

"their spring wedding", she pulled him up and lead him to the crowd, they dance together with everybody else, and it seems effective, it distracted Jesse's mind. He never asked anything about it anymore. They dance until their feet got tired. The number of people on the grounds are slowly thinning.

Everyone walking past her are now drunk, even Jesse who's leaning toward her again. She's a bit drunk as well, but she's still aware of what's happening in her surroundings.

She still has some meetings to attend tomorrow so she went home with Jesse. Their way to the boarding house is very exhausting. Good thing David and Max helped her guide Jesse. The guy is so heavy and if it’s just up to her, she'll drag him home. But she's a good girl so she didn't do it.

After depositing Jesse on the couch, she went up to her room to get ready of bed. She changed her clothes from her dress to her PJs. She sat on top of her vanity table to get a closer view of the mirror. Slowly, she removed her make-up. She loves it her she put color on her face, she feels more confident knowing that her appearance is very presentable.

Someone knocks on her door that made her shock. Then Jesse entered. He still looks drunk. He strides pass her and watch her remove her make up. "What are you doing here, Jesse? Shouldn't you be in your room sleeping?" But Jesse said nothing, instead he took the cotton from her hand and wipe off the makeup from her face.

"This pink lips of yours are so beautiful. Why do women keep on putting shits on their face when they're already beautiful naturally?" Jesse stopped wiping her face and just stared at her, mostly on her lips.

Chloe is being nervous. She's anticipating what might happen now that Jesse is being silent. And without any hesitation, Jesse lean is and kissed her. She thought it'll be just a peck, but he went on for more. The douche-b! She should be disgusted because there's tongue and spit involved, but she seemed to like it. She reaches for Jesse's hair and pulled it slightly. She wanted everything to last, but it all stopped when Caroline knocked on the door.

"Chloe, you there? Goodnight."

Jesse distanced his face from her and gave her a smirk before laying on her bed. "Good night, Ginger."

While she was still sitting on her vanity table, with her eyes widen and her mouth open. Her hand immediately touched her lips. Still can't believe what the heck just happened. Her head is no pounding, so she has no choice but to lay on her bed besides Jesse. She really hopes when she wakes up tomorrow, Jesse is not in her room anymore.

 

But she was mistaken. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 7:

May the Ground Swallow Me

The first week of her classes drain her. Ever since the auditions finished last week, she focused on rehearsal schedules, the competitions they'll join, managing the boarding house, her studies, and her personal life. She juggled everything to make it perfect. And after a few days of doing those things, she can tell that it exhausts her. She always heads out of the house before everyone wakes up, and head home went the lights are already out.

Obviously, she's avoiding someone. And that someone happens to be in an argument with her the moment she woke up the next day. Jesse brought up what happened over breakfast and it certainly pissed her of. Yes, part of her liked what happened, but it was a mistake. So, without thinking, she blurted out word that she instantly regretted. Even their friends had a hard time separating her and Jesse.

Now she's avoiding every one of them, afraid that she might say something inappropriate. And she's also scared that they all hate her because of the attitude she showed them. She never attended any meetings they had for the past few days but Caroline was filling her in with every single details.

As the school bell rings, she scrambled through her stuff and ran the distance between the school park to the main building where she'll endure two hours of boring discussions about screenplay.

She's panting, but she continued running even with her heals. Luckily, before the ring ends, she finally reached her classroom door, just in time before their professor entered. She got in first, so she's not late. She went to the back of the room and sat on the last empty chair. She didn't give anyone attention. Not even the person sitting beside her who keeps on irritating her the whole week.

Jesse is her block mate for this subject and for the whole week, she's been ignoring him which is half irritating, half agonizing. He just doesn't stop. The professor started discussing today's lesson. She gave every inch of her attention to what is happening in front of the class.

She was writing notes on her binder, listening attentively to the lessons, and answering questions whenever she's being asked. And the class went like that, peaceful. But sometimes Jesse will get her attention by tapping her arm or throwing paper over her notebook, all with the same thing written on it.

Ginger, I'm sorry.

She just stares at it for a few seconds and throw it back to him. She wanted this class to end immediately, and good thing they finished the discussion, five minutes before the bell rings. She quickly stood up and approached their professor. "Mr. Clarkson, I submitted a script to you a week ago, how was it? Is it approved?"

The professor faced her, and the moment she saw his face, she knows it won't be good. "Ms. King, I spoke to your co-senior, Caroline. I've been looking for you the whole week, I always don't get the chance to speak to