Wonderstruck

Chapter 4

NOELLE'S POV

I had to say sorry to Molly soon, or I'd only become half popular. That was all I cared about at this point. I got up after first period, walking up to Molly. "I was wrong. I'm really sorry, Molly. Brandon's yours."
She smiled. "Knew you'd come to your senses, girl."
"Yeah, I know, Molly. I apologize." I sniffed seeming innocent.
She nodded. "So are you trying out for the fall soccer team? Because we try out for that and we smoke..I mean, not in that way! I mean we're really good."
I froze. Athletics weren't my strong point. "Yeah totally." I squeaked.
"Great! You're good, right?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah," I lied through gritted teeth, "I mean-"
"You mean what? You were either good or you sucked." Molly sneered.
"I-I don't know. That's fo-for you to decide, I think." I stuttered.
"Mmm." she said, flipping her hair. "Well, I'mma go."
"Where are you off to?" I hurried up to her, asking quickly.
"Gym. Ew." she said. Her face twisted. "Ew. I don't wanna go. How bout you?"
"Um, it says chorus on my schedule..." I said awkwardly.
Molly looked me up and down. "You sing?"
I blushed. "Yes."
"And you're good?"
"Yes."
"Better than at soccer?"
"Well, I'm good."
Molly smirked. I didn't know what that meant, but I smiled. "It's nice to have a singer." she smiled.
"Yeah." I said, laughing, kinda. I walked away from her, right into Brandon. I spilled his books everywhere, and the late bell rang.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" I cried, leaning down to pick up his books. He got down next to me.
"Nah, it's fine." he said, stacking up the books elegantly. Just like how we met.
We both stood, and knew it was time to go. He stared into my eyes, and we started to walk. I found out he had chorus next, too. I stopped to get a drink, and I stood up with my back to the lockers. I saw Brandon putting his books down.
"What're you doing?" I asked.
"Just be quiet, it's better like that." he informed.
"What's better like what?" I demanded.
He took my books and put them on the ground, leaning over me, smiling. He put his forehead to mine. Oh my God, was this finally happening? "Noelle, have you ever kissed anyone before?"
I needed to be honest, so I looked at the ground and shook my head.
"It's okay. It's not embarassing." he touched my shoulder. His touch sent tingles up my spine, making me feel so good.
"What are you doing, Brandon?" I asked.
"This," he said, leaning in. His lips crashed into mine, but it wasn't just that. It was much more, a hook up.
I felt his tongue on mine, as his arms wrapped around my waist. I went along, Frenching back. This was what it felt like.
I felt so powerful at that moment. I pulled away, and Brandon said, "Did I do something wrong?"
I smiled. "No, it was perfect."
"Good, because I need to ask you something." he said.
My heard pounded.
"Will you be my girlfriend, Noelle Penskoff?"