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She suddenly turns to me and says, “No one can ever know this happened.” 

“Sure.” I nodded apprehensively, as she tried to fix her hair in the dresser’s mirror. 

“In case you change your mind,” I said as I stood up, letting the sheet that was once wrapped around my waist fall loose. “Here’s my number.” I offered her the piece of paper as her eyes widen and her cheeks got beet red, all in a matter of seconds. 

“You wish.” She smirked, taking the piece of paper out of my hand. “See you around, Miller.” 

“See ya.” I gave her a small wave as I laid back on the bed with a heavy sigh. 

You most certainly will, Caroline Finley. 

“You know,” He said, stroking my cheek with his index finger. “That mouth of yours is going to get 

you into trouble one day.” 

“Oh yeah?” I managed to squeak out. Aiden had moved us backwards and I was now pinned against the door of my bedroom. I can’t even remember how we got here, all I know is that if we didn’t get some space between us, I wouldn’t be responsible for my actions. 

A moan escaped my lips as he started kissing down along the base of my neck. Leaning back to give him more access, “We.. should….stop… before.. –” 

“Stop?” He pulled back slightly to ask. “Are you sure?” 

We seriously needed to stop, I thought to myself. 

Instead, I bit my lower lip and pulled his head down back so that our lips were once again locked. I gasped when Aiden reached down and grabbed the back of my legs. On instinct, I wrapped my legs 

around his waist and bit out another moan. 

“You’re so fucking sexy.” Aiden growled as he continued kissing down my neck. 

“Pst!” 

“Princess.” 

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“Scarlett.” 

Who the hell was calling my name? 

Just then I was jolted out of my day dream and returned to reality. 

“A gene mutation is a permanent alteration in the DNA sequence that makes up a gene, such that the sequence differs from what is found in most people.” Mr. Monroe drawled out. He proceeded to begin writing on the white board. 

“Dreaming about me again, princess?” Asked a voice behind me. 

You have no idea, I thought. Instead I said, “When pigs start to fly.” I quickly returned my attention back to the front before Mr. Monroe hall a chance to call me out for talking in class. 

“Amongst the main causes of gene mutations is exposure to specific chemicals or radiation.” Our 

teacher went on. 

“Pigs must be flying then.” Aiden whispered in my ear. As I continued to ignore him, I felt something 

poking my hair. Turning around, I saw Aiden holding a Number 2. Pencil and smirking at me. 

“Quit it.” I hissed in annoyance. 

“There are four different types of gene mutations. Who can tell me what they are?” Asked Mr. 

Monroe. He looked around the room until his eyes finally settled on me. Before he had a chance to call my name, someone else answered. 

“Point mutation, deletion, insertion, and frame shift.” Aiden spoke from behind me. 

“Very good Mr. Cooper.” He replied. Phew, saved by the annoying asshole. “We will be having a quiz 

on Monday so review your notes! There will be no make–up either so plan on attending class and not being late.” 

Just then then bell rang, releasing us all from this torture. This was the fourth quiz that I have on 

Monday! Midterms had already passed, but it didn’t seem like the teachers had any intention of loosening up on the torture. 

Aiden waited for me to gather all of my belongings before the two of us made our way to history. In 

the past week we’d developed a kind of silent routine if you will, in which we walk to class together. 

Sometimes when we share a class with our friends they tag along as well, but more often than not it’s just the two of us. 

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After practice, I was completely exhausted. The weather was really crappy today so we were forced to practice inside. In preparation for our last game of the season next week, Aiden and Coach Garcia had us scrimmage the entire practice. 

Now typically, it wouldn’t be too bad, however, they decided it was a good idea to have us switch positions every once in a while. That is how I got stuck playing defense and midfield for two out of the three games we played. I was soaked in sweat to my core and I’m pretty sure a wet dog smelled 

better than I do right now. 

I wasn’t the only one ready to pass out either. The other girls were either leaning against the walls to the gym or completely flat on the floor. I’m pretty sure this was the best and worst practice we’ve 

ever had. 

“There’s Slytherin blood running through your veins.” I groaned as I cranked my neck to look up at Aiden who had stopped in front of me and Naomi. 

“There’s what?” Aiden furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. 

“Stop!” I gasped. “How can you not get my Harry Potter reference?” 

He shrugged as he lifted the bottom of his white t–shirt up to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead. Aiden had decided to join us in the last scrimidge, and let me tell you he didn’t care that he was up against a bunch of amateur girls. It was quite the workout for everyone. “I’ve never watched the movies.” He replied, plopping himself on the floor in front of Naomi and I.” 

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