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the nightstand woke Dallas with a start that m

s popping in delight and the streak of sunlight that slithered past the dark blinds signifying that it was already a new day. Eager to get up and start her morning early, Dallas threw the sheets off her

ainly to blame for their 'Netflix and Chill' session the night before - except they hadn't done any '

ions known to man from sleeping so messily, and finally, the fine line of crust trailed from the corner of his lip and disappeared where his face met the pillow. She followed the tips of her finger down his sharp cheekbone, reveling in h

red her hips, tug

e skin of her shoulder. Still asleep, his eyebrows knitted toget

thr

ning. "No. Just stay here. You're warm." he snuggled closer to he

hild who wouldn't release a jar of candy. Sebastian's eyes pinched before they cracked open, re

run off in the mornings, and I don't get it. I'm your boyfriend, aren't I?" his tone morphed into a

it." she joked, but Sebastian's resoluti

ve minut

en she thought of herself in that same position months ago, unable to look at him because she was too scared for him to see her mangled morning appearance. Sebastian's l

ith hers. His lips were soft and warm as they always were, and even though it was just a tiny

lted into his touch, closing her eyes and sighing as she savored the soft, silent moments before their inevitab

e reality of her suspensi

of thought, Sebastian's fingers lifted from her skin and in

ab

smile was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a dee

her hair that lost the straightened, silky touch of getting her hair press

net slipped off during the night. She managed to keep her smile intact last secon

e wrong on this, but we all kno

up to her hair and cover it with something so her boyfriend would stop looking at it like that. The absence of a bonnet meant an unflattering lo

gaze, hoping he wouldn't sense how deeply his words stung at her fragile self-estee

tells me that," Lowering her hand and averting her eyes, sh

you do something so it sta

thout a mother or anyone else to challenge his authority, there wasn't much Dallas could do besides move out. Sebastian offered to get an apartment for the two of them on numerous occasions, but something about the idea didn't si

the naturally curly, beauti

t again. "Just put on a wig or something, then we can hang out af

r God's sake, you don't have to keep going on about it every time," she accidentally snapped, her voice coming

abs and biceps from hours and hours of running around on the field during football practice. Dallas usually sneaked peaks at them

, collected tone he always used. He ran his knuckles over her thumb in a calming manne

tly turned her head towards

ow you'll have more free time, which means we can hang out more often," he suggested. "Do you know what it

tivities and seldom shared classes, it was true they hadn't seen much of each other since the school term started three weeks ago. L

ge the fact that her grades weren't cutting it, nor that she w

nt you to get mad at me, alright? I'm just trying to cheer you up," he murmured into her hair. "You can always join any other club you want, and if that doesn't work out,

and the scent of the men's body wash that clung to his skin throughout the night. She turned her head to the side and rested it against his chest, letting his steady heartbeat radiat

tes or hung out, Sebastian wouldn't hesitate to flip out money whenever he could. Having a famous magazine editor, lifestyle blogger, and yoga teacher for a mother and a successful CEO of a multi-milliona

ting me stay ov

est vibrated w

d in a light, confident tone. He kissed the top of her head and nuzzled

f it still sounded when she said it. She'd never get used to the fact that a guy like Sebastia

. What's wro

wn to her rounded posterior, suggestively gripping her through her shorts. "You will get used to saying it one day, babe, believ

lips touched her neck she was lost, swept away into pure bliss that made her thoughts go blank. She shivered, a tiny

, b

back into reality. She was just in time to notice that Sebastian's hands had

sped her boyfriend's hands,

"We can't. We're gon

but his mouth continued to work

re going to be

t was starting to show even against her dark skin. "Just so everyone knows you're taken," he muttered to himself as he appreciatively eyed the mark. He hook

wakened the rampant butterflies in her stoma

d, and with him, Dallas felt powerful, like she could power through anything, almost like she could climb a whole mountain. She was lucky to have h

and planted a tiny kiss on the tip

to k

s bathroom was a massive space in and of itself, equipped with double vanity granite countertops and marble floors that glistened under the white glow from the elongated vanity wall fixtures. Dallas twisted the golden knobs in the indoor shower, breathing

the second week of her last te

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enned her eyebrows to perfection, and slathered her lips with a deep red lipgloss. She pulled on her favorite

registration before the bell went off, deeming them late. Dallas subconsciously bobbed her feet, her lower lip pinched beneath her teeth as she apprehensively eyed the trail of stud

he engine and glanced over at Dallas and opened his mouth to speak, pausing when

his door open an

her hand, yanking her to an abrupt stop. "

ush." she told him and tried to pull her hand away, but Sebastian expertly maneuvered their pos

be late, babe," Sebastian gently cooed at her as he trailed his hand down the side of her face,

tra credit class I'll take, remember? And you know how Miss Davis is with her lectures about low grades and c

ips fell into

dog expression her boyfriend pulled. She lifted a hand to his hair and threaded it through, pushing stra

get lunch somewhere else to

. Patricia mainly worked in the kitchen, and when Sebastian was a little kid, she was the person responsible for his meals and

e continued staring down at her. He pulled her even closer and leaned in to p

sn't the time for that. "Not here, Seb.," she told him, tilting her head towards the assemblage of students passing by next to the car, many of whom s

ly soft look and voice transformed into a cold, authoritative one. "Nothing to see here, right? Move it along. You too, buddy." as he said the last part, he jabbed his finger at a scrawny sophomore n

suddenly unable to lift her gaze from the ground nor ignore the heat

dudes clearly want to get in your pants, baby. I don't want anybody looking at you like that," his steely look vanished, allowing a smirk to quirk his thin pink

se the halls were empty, and most likely he would just get annoyed with her 'reluctance.' Furthermore,

0 AM bell echoed thr

and bid him a resolute goodbye before h

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ss drifted off into peaceful slumber, and once upon a time, Dallas would be included in that number too. However, her future was on the line, which meant she had to consider her grades more seriously. Her lip

d. He stopped pacing before the blackboard and aimed a pointed look at one of the boys lounging at the back o

r pen swaying. Stomata, not stomach. Grey Young wasn't the only one who wrote 'stomach' onto last semester's e

ision, throwing their school supplies into their bags like their lives depended on it. The classroom be

e class was already out the door, loud cackles erupting in the once quiet hallways as more and more students poured into the hallways. The teacher tried getting out a fe

s she was taking notes from. She hopped from her desk, slung the straps of her bag over one shoulder, and approached

d with a smile. "To what do I

way from reconsidering her choice because she knew she'd regret what she was about to say. Stee

she mentally looped over the subsequent request. She didn't want to spend a second longer than she had to with Mr. Davis, but one thought of Coach Asia's lecture and imagi

t that she hadn't a shred of interest in biology. But it was either biology, chemistry, or physics since th

like watching paint dry, and som

erstand? If you can tell me

nothing?" she unintelligently concluded. "That's why I

hs, Dallas. Fi

something. Seconds later all his papers were scattered across the table. He smiled triumphantly as he pulled a single sheet from the m

about the complexities of science, cell generation, and photosynthesis. By the time he finished, four minutes had run by, which meant a measly twenty minutes for Dalla

hs, Dallas. Fi

'd earn herself a full scholarship to New York University with Sebastian, and their relationship would progress from then as the enviable

ing on the marble tiles as her feet instinctively

r, that she wasn't going to swimming practice anymore. She peered up at the gymnasium door, her stomach tying into knots

y ahead, seconds before she lowered her hands to her toes. At the sound of the whistle, she'd plunge into the water and fight her way to the end, even as her muscl

ht, Dallas spun on her heels an

of her control. If she just convinced herself she didn't care how her father would feel once she broke the n

thoughts and feelings, Dalla

e her either, because the next thing she knew was that sh

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