Forbidden, Caterina Alexander [best detective novels of all time .txt] 📗

know. I thought I'd had to get one when I was eighteen or something."Jeffery, Emily's boyfriend, walks over. "Hey, babe. Ready for class?"She looks over at me. I nod her on. I've never had a boyfriend. So, I'd want to be with them too... That is if I get one and don't die alone with my millions of cats. She smiles at me and leaves with Jeffery's arm around her shoulders. I sigh and start unpacking my backpack."Kimberly. You're here" I turn to meet Zane McCalister. Ew. I really don't like this guy. He thinks he's all cool... Being football captain.... Basketball captain.... Just about ever sports captain there is.... I don't like his ego."So it seems" I shove more things into my locker."The Kimberly Jasper is here. At school. On. Her. Birthday.""Yeah, so?""Moody much?""Annoying much?" I suck in a breath and squeeze my eyes shut. I really didn't mean to say that out loud. But I'm surprised because he starts laughing. I turn to meet him, then flinch back. "Dude. Personal space" a grin spreads over his face, then he takes a step back. "Thanks" I grab my history book and slam my locker closed. I take a deep breath and open it again."Forget something?""Nah. I'm just opening my locker to see if an elf is in it." I say sarcastically. "They're snoopers you know"He laughs. "Find any?""Yeah. Little bastard." I pull out my phone."That's a nice elf you got there""Yeah, thanks." I shove it in my back pocket, and close my locker again. I start walking to my class and he follows."Sense when did you get a phone?"I look over at him. "Today. Any more questions?""Yeah. Why haven't you asked for my number yet?""Maybe cause I don't want it." Gah I'm rude! I really don't mean to be this way. He just irks me. He smirks."Maybe I want your number""Maybe I don't want to give it to you""Maybe I want to ask you on a date"I stop in my tracks. "Huh?"He nods. "You heard me"No way. No. Fudging. Way. I shrug my shoulders. "Maybe" I keep walking.He rolls his eyes. "You know I could ask any girl out and they'd jump the opportunity.""I'm not just any girl. Quite frankly, you're not my favorite person""We'll, quite frankly, you're mine." He says. "And I know you're not just any girl. You're... Special"I swallow. What the fudge is happening? I swear I'm about to wake up from this scary, but awesome nightmare.  I hate to admit... But Zane is kinda growing on me. "So... You like me huh?""Yeah... I thought we went over this.""Hm... I'll get back to you"He smirks. "You do that, princess"I roll my eyes and take my seat. I pull out my phone and shoot a text to Emily. Even though she's just on the other side of the classroom. Her eyes widen and she looks over at me.'Zane? Zane McCalister?''Yup. I dunno when this started or why, but it's weird. Quite frankly, I don't like him very much' that's debatable.'I know you don't. It's just kinda hard to picture. You know. You two as a couple''Ew. Let's not go there. I told him I'd get back to him later... But I don't think I want to. It's so confusing. I've never had a boyfriend.''You're talking like I don't know this stuff, Kimmy. I know. I'll try and figure something out.'I sigh and look over at her. I see Amanda Jones glaring at me, and Zane just staring at me. Oh joy. Amanda, head cheerleader, hates my guts cause of a stupid boy. I never really liked Amanda, but the last girl that took something she wanted got a broken arm and a broken leg."Move" the scrawny boy in the seat next to me scurries off. Amanda takes a seat next to me. "Kimmy!""Uh, hi." I say. My phone vibrates.She looks down. "You finally got a phone""So it seems" I look down. Emily. Ohhhh man. Oh man, oh man, oh man. I shove it in my pocket."Don't you want my number?""Uhhhmmmm...." No! "Sure"I take it back out. She takes it from my hand and unlocks it. "You should really put a passcode on this thing. Wouldn't want the guys taking it and doing things to it.""Like what?""Taking pictures... Reading texts... Sending texts... Putting their numbers in... But I guess that's a plus." She says winking. I force a giggle."Yeah. That's probably a plus" she hands me back my phone. I take it and shove it in my pocket. I hope she didn't read that text... Dear Lord. Who knows what it could of said. Besides Emily. She stands. Jace Branson comes over and slides her phone from her back pocket, then starts playing with it."See?" She takes it from him. "Bad boy"He laughs, then wonders back to his seat. That's when the bell finally rings. Thank God. The scrawny boy scurries back over and sits. Where the heck is our teacher? I pull out my phone and start going through my apps. The boy sighs and gets up. Zane sits next to me."Here" he hands me his phone. "I don't think you have many things to do sense you just got it. You can play with mine." he shows me the passcode. "You can't tell anyone. You're the only one that knows, besides myself of course" he says with a smile. I just look at him. I hesitantly slide my phone to him. He raises one eyebrow. I nod and he takes it. I look through his phone, then smirk."You really want a moron test on here?"He laughs. "Yeah. Gotta find out some way"I laugh. "Yeah. I guess so"I open his browser. Oh I'm bad. I search 'kittens' on google. I save a picture of a fluffy one with a pink background and I go to his settings and set it as his home screen. Then, I open his photos. It's not pictures of himself. It's pictures of a girl, and him sometimes with the little girl. I smile. Of course he has other pictures of other things, but most of them are this little blonde girl. She looks exactly like him, so I'm guessing it's his sister or something."I'm making you an Instagram." He says."Have fun"He smirks. "Oh, I will"I look up at him. What could that mean? Crap. What did I get myself into? If he does anything, I have his phone, so therefore, it's a tie, really. His phone buzzes and I set it face down."Hey, see who that is for me?" He says without taking his eyes off of my screen. I sigh and pick it up."Joshua" I say and set it back down."Read it to me?"I look over at him. "You want me to read your text?""Yeah, why not?"I roll my eyes and pick it back up. "Something about scoring and landing."He quickly sets my phone down and takes his. He types furiously, then hands it back. "Sorry" he says. I shrug. His cheeks are pink. I giggle."What's wrong""Nothing"I reach over and poke his side. He grabs my hand and holds it."Whatcha doin?" I say after about two minuets."Isn't it obvious? I'm totally stalking my own Instagram. And the best part. I'm holding your hand"My cheeks turn a bright red, and I try to pull my hand away, but he holds it tighter. His phone buzzes again. I look over to him. He looks back and nods. "It's from Jace. He said something about Amanda and daggers"He chuckles. "Sounds about right""People text weird""No kidding. I swear they invented their own language. It takes a bit to understand. Except certain things. Those are just code words. They aren't suppose to make sense.""Hm. That's interesting.""It's a lot of planning""Why do you need codes anyway?""So like teachers and stuff don't understand them if they get confiscated and read out loud.""Ohh. That makes a lot of sense."He smiles. "So, Kimberly-"I sigh. "Please call me Kimmy."He smirks. "Alright, alright. Kimmy. Did you think about my offer""The one you just asked like ten minuets ago?"" that very one""You're so impatient.""What can I say? I've liked you for a while and it's been torturous just waiting for you to come to me"I roll my eyes. "Exactly how long?""Just sixth grade... Or the summer of fifth... Whichever.""That's like... Five years, Zane.""I know""Oh my goodness. You're crazy""Hey. If it's a crime to like a beautiful girl who's amazing in every way... Then sue me.""I... I'm not... Beautiful" I say blushing."My bad. Gorgeous"I lay my head on the table. He let's go of my hand and wraps it around my shoulder, pulling me into him so my head rests on his chest. He slides an arm around my waist, and pulls me closer to him. I swear I have goosebumps. A bunch of guys start whistling."I'll never hear the end of this" Zane mutters. "Kimmy?""Yeah?""Can I say something?""Go for it""Everything with you feels.... Right" he says. "Like other girls I've dated just felt weird. But with you... It's just hard to explain""Yes""Yes what?""I'll go on a date with you"He pulls me tighter. "Happy birthday Kimmy""Thank you" wait. Is this just because of my birthday? That's gonna suck. Tomorrow, everything will be like normal. Zane just flirting with other girls, me just sitting at home. Without a phone. It's all a dream. A terrifying but amazing dream."So now can I have your number?"I smile. "I'll think about it"He chuckles. "So my girlfriend won't give me her number. Haven't heard that one ever in my life.""Oh so now I'm your girlfriend?" I pull away and look at him.His cheeks turn crimson. "I... We'll... I just... Uh...."I smile. "I'm just teasin." I put on my poker face. "But seriously. You have to ask me properly."He sighs in relief. "Kimmy. Will you please be my girlfriend?""No""Wait.... What?""Take a joke, Zane." I say laughing. "I was kidding.""Oh thank God. I was kinda panicking for a second""But in all honesty, you have to ask my mom. She doesn't let me do anything.""Hey. I can make her like me in a minuet tops. I did it to you""Actually... It took you about fifteen.""Potato, tomato. Same difference"I laugh. "Oh whatever! There's such a big difference between the two!""Oh yeah? Prove it.""First of all. A potato is brown and a tomato is red. Second, they both have completely different shapes. Thirdly, tomato is a fruit and potato is a vegetable. Fo-""Okay, okay. I'm sorry" he puts his hands up in surrender. "My girlfriend is so smart.""Ha! You're funny. That's common sense""Apparently I don't have any. I thought they were the same thing.""No, you were just being silly""I am pretty silly. Is that going to be a problem?""Not if me being silly isn't a problem either"He sucks air through his teeth. "Sorry. If you're gonna be my girlfriend, you have to be completely serious. I don't need some crazy lady""Okay. Guess I'm not your girlfriend" I turn and face the front. "Here's your phone." I put his on the table and take mine."Whoa, whoa, whoa. I was joking. Please don't do that" he pulls on my knees so I face him again.I start laughing. "Wow. You really suck at this""Or maybe your just too good""Yeah, that's not it" I say smiling. He laughs."So is it cool if I sit by you today?""No""See. I caught you. I'm not that dumb""But I'm serious.""What? Quit playing with me."I sigh. " I'm not playing. You'll get me in trouble""Nu-uh!!!!""Yes-huh!""No I won't" he whines. "Promise""Any funny business, and your hitting the road, got it?""Yes ma'am." He salutes me. I roll my eyes and smile."So... We're officially unofficially dating?""Yeah, it seems that way. It will be officially official when your mom approves.""What if she doesn't?""We sneak it""Ooh. We'll be slippery snakes then?"He laughs."yes. We'll be slippery snakes.""Oh what fun. You're gonna get me killed.""No, Kimmy. I won't let anyone hurt you. Never. No matter what""Sorry I'm late class. Just get your textbooks out and we'll start on some civil war" mr. Jamison says."Mr. Jamison! Zane isn't in his seat."