Entangled (Entangled Trilogy #1) (8 page)

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When Biology class had
started, just to aggravate us, Mr. Moore had begun talking about
everyone’s love life. That man had no life.

“So, James, tell us about
the first time you fell in love with someone,” Mr. Moore asked,
smiling broadly while looking at me, although, he was requesting
James.

“Okay. The first person I
fell in love with was a girl. I have loved her for about three to
four years and she didn’t love me back. She didn’t even notice me,
ever. I tried to stay away from her so that she can be happy, but
it never worked. I tried to befriend her little by little. When I
finally asked her to be my girlfriend, she rejected me. Am I not
hot or something? Why did she turn me down? Am I not the kind of
guy that she would go out with?” James finished off. When he was
asking the questions, he looked directly down at me. I could tell
that he was asking me those questions. Everyone in the class
hooted, getting the hint while I still looked into James’ eyes,
never blinking. I even felt my cheeks turn bright red and that got
him to smirk.

After the end of the day,
James stopped by my locker to pick me up. Even though I had told
him that I could go home by myself, he kept telling me that he
wanted to drop me off at home. He didn’t have to, but he wanted
to.

“Technically, I didn’t
reject you and it’s not that I don’t think you’re not hot or
anything, I just need to think about it,” I said, breaking the
awkward silence as we walked arm-in-arm.

“So you think I’m hot?”
James smirked, tugging on my arm and pulling me closer.

“I didn’t say that,” I
simply responded as my cheeks started to blaze.

“
So . . . what is it going
to be? What is your decision?” James asked. Now this was a real
nightmare. I guess I should at least give it a try. Maybe he can
help me find out more about my past. Maybe not, but it’s still
worth a try. What have I got to lose? What is the real reason for
him asking me to be his girlfriend?

“James, I’ll be your
girlfriend,” I sighed as James grinned and pulled me in for a tight
hug. When he finally pulled away, he grinned at me.

“I love you, Angel. I’ll
see you tomorrow,” James said, settling for Angel as my nickname.
He quickly kissed me on both cheeks before heading home. As I
headed for the door, I couldn’t help but think about the real
reason he asked me to be his girlfriend. Surely, he couldn’t really
love me, can he? No one ever does so why did he start to show
interest in me all of a sudden? I need to find out his real plan
before anything else. Does he really love me? Or is it just the . .
. sweet talk to use me for something else? Would he do that? James
wouldn’t really do that, right?

chapter 6

practice makes perfect

It’s been exactly two
weeks since my decision. James and I are still in a relationship
but we act more like friends around each other, very . . . awkward
friends that is. We rarely talk and when he does try to make small
talk, someone interrupts. Every time I try to talk to a guy, James
would magically appear by my side and wrap his arms around me. He
would even kiss me on the cheeks and then gaze deeply into my eyes
in such a way, there was no escape. Once I am able to break free
from the gaze, the guy wouldn’t be there anymore.
Possessive, much?

Once Maddie had found out
about all of this, she had just wished me luck. Every time Adrian
was around, James would make sure that he had his arms around me. I
wonder if they knew something, anything about my past.

As I opened my locker, a
white little envelope fell out of it. Once I picked it up and
opened it, there was a little note in it. The note was more like a
mini card, a pale shade of apricot color with a darker shade of
apricot vining around the edges while little flowers bloomed from
the little vines. It was beautiful. The writing was a script like
handwriting that I instantly recognized as James’. The card
read:

Angel,

I know that I haven’t been
able to contact you in any way for the past two days. It’s been
killing me, not being able to see you or hold you. I hope you can
meet me after-school today on the school roof. If I am not there
and you are early, which you might be, then please, kindly wait on
one of the benches. I can’t wait to see you. Today is going to be
epic. Oh, yes, make sure that Maddie isn’t with you. I know how
much you hate it when I call her blonde so from now on, I’ll call
her Maddie, just for you, Rosemarie. Yes, I know how much you hate
the name Rosemarie, but to be honest, I love the name. Not as much
as I love you. Nobody loves you more than I do. Love you, Angel.
See you soon. Xx.

Love,

James

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Oh. My. God.

That was the most amazing
love letter I have ever gotten. It’s the only love letter I have
ever gotten. I still can’t believe that James and I are still a
couple. I can’t believe it. Was I going to meet him on the roof?
Heck yeah I will. I definitely wouldn’t tell Maddie. Just to make
him happy. Maddie didn’t need to meddle into my love
life.

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Turns out, I was early so
I had to wait about five minutes before James showed up. I was
admiring the beautiful roses on the roof and abruptly, someone from
behind me had covered my eyes with their hands. It took me awhile
to decipher who the person was, but I was able to guess it
correctly.

“
James!” I exclaimed. He
took his hands off my eyes and I turned around to face him. James
grinned broadly at me as I reached up on my tiptoes to hug him. He
was really tall, about 6’4. He wrapped his arms around my waist and
held onto me for what felt like forever. At last, he let me pull
away.

“
Angel, I’ve missed you so
much. How have you been? Did you miss me?” James said, fake pouting
as I laughed. Making me laugh was a challenge that James was easily
able to overcome every time.

“
Of course I’ve missed
you. How come you invited me up here? ” I asked, a bit curious.
There were just a few teachers left in the building and no other
students. If he was to try and do . . . something to me, no one
will be able to hear me scream, so . . . I need to know his
reasons. Now.

“
Oh come on, Angel, you
still can’t trust me? I won’t hurt you or anything, I promise,”
James said, chuckling a bit as relief flooded through
me.

I went over to him as he
beckoned me and he led me over to the edge of the roof, a few feet
away from the “edge” edge. Now, I had begun to shake. What if he
threw me off the roof? I won’t be able to finish my book. As I
frowned, James noticed that and snaked his arms around my waist to
pull me closer to him.

“
Don’t worry, Angel. I
would never hurt you, you know that. I love you too much to lose
you,” James said as he surprised me even further. That’s when he
did the unexpected.

James leaned down, his
lips centimeters away from mine, and hesitated. His eyes questioned
me while I kept my expression very impassive.

He took that as a yes and
leaned down even further, terminating the space between us. At
first, I was in way too much of a shock to respond, but then, I
reacted quickly. He kissed me and I kissed him back. He pulled me
even closer to him until I was completely pressed up against him
with no possible escape. I put my arms around his neck and ran a
hand through that silky blonde hair of his.

James’ hair was so smooth
and silky, I felt as if I had melted completely against him. His
lips, slowly, parted mine as his tongue made its way into my mouth.
His tongue traced the inside of my mouth and he playfully tugged on
my lower lip.

At last, he pulled away,
leaving me breathless, literally. James looked intently into my
eyes and grinned.

“
Now that’s what I call a
first kiss,” James said, still grinning. I can’t believe it, our
first kiss. I didn’t even know what to do.

I realized that I was
still pressed up against him, and as embarrassed as I was, I tried
to move back, but James pushed me up against him further. If that
was even possible.

“
Why are you so scared of
me? Did you not enjoy the kiss or something? We can try again you
know. Practice makes perfect,” James teased as he leaned down for
more, but I had to physically push him back gently. Hurt quickly
flashed across his face, but it was gone just as quickly as it had
appeared.

“
I’m not scared of you,
James. It’s just, you know . . .,” I said, stopping myself. He
could figure out the rest on his own if he wanted to.

“
Oh! That’s what you were
worried about?! Don’t worry, I adored it because it was with you,”
James said, trying to control his laughter. “I love
you.”

James had said that to me
more than a hundred times already since we had started
dating.

“
You said ‘I love you’ to
me so many times already and I haven’t even said it once. Doesn’t
that upset you?” I asked, quite a bit curious now. He twirled a
strand of hair around his finger and then let go of it.

“
It really doesn’t because
I know that you’d say that to me whenever you are ready, Angel. I
trust anything you would do, Angel. I. Love. You” James said,
smiling down at me as he said those three magical words to me
again. This time, I couldn’t stop myself.

“
I love you too, James,” I
said, smiling up at him. It was so easy to be compelled into
anything by James. He was just so . . . enthralling. There was no
way you could resist the urge to do anything he told you
to.

“
That’s better,” he said
as he pulled me in for a hug. Throughout the whole embrace, he
cradled my head close to his muscled chest as he murmured, “I love
you” to me repeatedly.

Once we pulled back, I
noticed that his eyes were shining, not from tears, but from
something else I couldn’t pinpoint.

“
Angel, has Maddie told
you anything about me?” James asked as concern laced his
voice.

“
Um . . . no,” I replied.
What would she tell me? That James has blond hair? Or that he is an
alien to both of us and neither of us knows much about him? I don’t
think so. She doesn’t need to state the obvious. James’ eyes still
sparkled with something and that’s when I realized what it was. He
looked . . . miserable.

“
What’s wrong, James? You
seem very . . . hesitant. You’re never hesitant,” I told him as he
gave me a lazy smile although his smile looked as if he forced it
onto his face.

“
Nothing. It’s just . . .
nothing. Can I—can I kiss you again, Angel?” James asked. That was
very polite of him, but I also despised it when guys did that. You
don’t need to ask. He took my hesitancy as a yes and leaned down to
kiss me again. This time, I hastily grant him access.

Once he pulled away, he
still had that sparkle in his eyes. What was it, really? I thought
I knew it, but I guess I don’t.

“
James, why do you call me
Angel and not something else? It’s not that I don’t like the
nickname or anything. I really love the nickname. It’s just . . . I
want to know why you call me that,” I asked.

“
I call you that because
to me, you’re an angel. I’m pretty sure everyone else thinks of you
as an angel as well. You’re a very special girl, you know. I love
you for that. I’m pretty sure that Adrian feels the same way,”
James answered as he gritted his teeth at the last sentence. So
that sparkle was jealousy. James was jealous of Adrian. I can’t
even believe it; James was jealous of someone, let alone Adrian.
Why? Does he not know that Adrian means nothing to me?

“
James, it’s really not
like that and you know it. I’m all yours, James. I lo—,” I started,
but James silenced me with that sweet kiss of his, swallowing my
last words. After all, practice does make everything perfect,
doesn’t it? I don’t know what will happen to our relationship but I
guess I’ll just have to wait and see. Meanwhile, I can still
practice. Practice makes perfect

chapter 7

can you keep a secret?

Blue or Green? Blue or
Green? I couldn’t get it right. Those hurtfully beautiful eyes
flashed across my mind a few seconds earlier and it stayed there
five whole seconds longer. So much more improvement. I just
couldn’t get the color of them right.

As I walked into health
class, I saw that there was a new student and on top of that, James
and Adrian weren’t there. This was just great! Mr. Moore beckoned
me towards him and I obeyed.

“Ah, Mrs. Ross! As you can
see, we have a new student, again. His name is Lucifer. What an
unusual name, but who am I to judge? Anyways, you two will be
sitting in the back of the room, alone, and you will fill him in on
what we have been learning about so far,” Mr. Moore ordered. Okay,
this was not weird at all. I tried to calm myself down but
something kept prodding at the back of my mind.

Lucifer was the angel that
was cast out of heaven for his pride and he had a lot to begin
with. No other normal person would be rational enough to name their
child that. Then, who was he?