Chapter 116 

I pursed my lips. “I like it.” 

“Alright.” Mr. Beard, our tattoo artist, said taking a seat on the stool chair. 

No, his real name was not Mr. Beard but I couldn’t remember what it was so this would have to do. 

Mr. Beard was a really tall and intimidating man in his late forties with tattoos covering nearly every visible part of his skin. He also had a bushy beard hence the nickname and carried his weight in the form of a beer belly. “Have you decided on a design?” 

I nodded enthusiastically as I explained to him Brooke’s idea. He didn’t seem all that interested in my reasoning for the flower, and after he had sketched out an outline, he showed it to me for my approval. It was pretty small, maybe two inches or so – bilaterally symmetrical and in full bloom. 

“Where do you want it?” I pointed to my ribcage, just underneath my bra strap. I never imagine that I would actually be getting a tattoo – like ever, but the few times I did think about it, I always thought it would be cool to get it 

there. 

Mr. Beard nodded. “Lift your shirt up sweetheart, and lie down.” 

I lifted the sweater over my head and laid down on my side, propping my head on my hand. I noticed everyone was staring at me. “What?” 

. “Scarlett.” Aiden scolded from where he was sitting down on an empty chair glaring at any male that so much as 

looked in my direction. 

“You didn’t have to take off your entire shirt.” Mr. Beard chuckled. 

Looking down at my red push–up bra, my face turned a smilar shade of red. 

Oops. 

“What’s that on your neck.” Caroline gasps craning her neck in my direction. 

“Nothing!” I let my hair out of the ponytail it was currently in so that it was now falling down my shoulders and hiding my neck. 

“And I’m Marylin Monroe.” She snorted as she went back to flipping through the design books. 

Anything is possible when you’re this out of it. 

“It’s no fair you get to get a tattoo!” Caroline whined. She was still pretty upset that you had to be eighteen be able to get one. Looks like she’ll just have to wait another month, I thought to myself. 

‘der to 

As the needle pierced my skin, I sucked in a deep breath and clenched my teeth. 

Lot YOU GO!! 

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Chapter 116 

Here’s to turning eighteen a night full of unforgettable memories! 

“Die Hard and The Godfather are not the best movies out there!” I argued. “You are such a guy!” 

I was currently laying on top of Alden, looking into his beautiful gray orbs as he tried explaining to me why Die Hard and the Godfather were the best movie out there. 

After school today I decided I needed to de–stress, and Aiden was more than happy to oblige. Following my birthday last week, he and I had continued to enjoy the new found benefits of our friendship. 

I have been doing everything in my power to avoid the question of what are we, which has been on my mind a lot, lately. However, if I’m being honest with myself, I don’t think I’m ready for Aiden to answer that question just yet. 

He, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have the same problem. In fact, he’s tried bringing it up on multiple occasions but each time he did, I quickly found a way to change the subject. On top of that, Aiden has also been more affectionate towards me at school which earned us quite a few stares. As much as I enjoyed his affection, I had to quickly put a stop to it because I could already feel the rumors beginning to circulate around. I will never understand why teenagers feel the need to talk about something that isn’t their business, let alone spread false information about things they know nothing about! 

I’ve never felt this way about someone before, and I’m scared that if Aiden and I have the dreaded what are we conversation, our friendship will end – along with the benefits. 

I wanted to continue living blissfully in ignorance for as long as possible. While I’m no stranger to sex, I am a stranger to feelings. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. 

Looking back on it now, I realize that my feelings for Leo last year were simply a teenage girl crush. A stupid crush .that I ended up paying for later because he turned out to be a total dick, and if I could go back in time now, I’d stay as far away as possible from him. 

“Then what are the best movies out there, Princess?” Aiden fired back. 

“You can never go wrong with White Chicks or The Proposal.” I proudly stated. Even thinking about some of the scenes in White Chicks made me want to burst out laughing. 

“Those movies are so over rated!” He rolled his eyes. 

I slapped his shoulder as I rolled off of him. “No they’re not! You just don’t appreciate good acting.” 

“Have you even watched Die Hard? Or The Godfather?” 

“Well, no! But – come on!” I stammered over my own words.