By Sarra Manning
Edie and Dylan are ultimately a true couple, and to rejoice they’re off on an awesome highway journey throughout the USA. yet 9 weeks on the line out of the country is an extended time—and a true attempt of their emotions for every different. Will it carry them even nearer jointly, or holiday them aside perpetually?
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It was primo hand-holding. But I was still really mad at him. ' People always say that when they're about to hurt you. ' I turned and walked away and forced myself not to look back. I think I felt worse, if that was possible, after that. I wish I'd never come here. Nat and Trent are the only people who speak to me. Shona acts as if I'm an icky piece of ick she's found at the bottom of her bag. Even though I hear whispers, I walk the corridors with my head up and my shoulders straight, even though deep inside I'm cringing.
Instead he did something which freaked me out. He told me to close my eyes and he started, very gently, blowing on my face to get rid of all the icky little hairs. He was holding me by the shoulders to stop me from moving and I wanted him to kiss me so badly. More than I've ever wanted anything. But he didn't. He just turned me round to face the mirror and I have to admit my hair was happening. My fringe was really, really short but it suited me. That devastating half-smile which makes me turn into a puddle of not-quite-set jelly was back on Dylan's face again but he just said, 'I've given you Jean Seberg hair.
He was wearing his scuffed-up suede jacket and jeans. He glanced at me and then quickly looked away like he didn't even know me. Which I am so sick of. Is that all it's ever going to be? That he kisses me senseless and the ignores me? I was going to bunk Photography but I bumped into Martyn. Luckily he wanted me to help him set up a slide projector and operate the clicker so I kept away from Dylan all lesson. But at the end, as I walked past him, he seized my wrist. 'I want a word with you,' he hissed.
Diary of A Crush Trilogy 1 French Kiss by Sarra Manning