THE NEW GIRL

9. BITCH! WAKE UP!

GABRIELLA'S POV:

'Bitch! Wake up! Get your lazy ass off that bed! Wake up bitch!'

I groaned in frustration as I covered my ears with my pillows in ignorance to the sound of my recorded voice that I used as a wake up call.

'Bitch just get your ass up! You know Imma just keep on shouting until you stand up bitch.'

Ughhh.

I stood up and tossed my duvet from my body. I stopped my recorded voice.

I checked the time. 07:00am. I quickly entered the my luxurious white themed bathroom.

I had two options, either I go under the shower, or I take a bath in my cozy bathroom.

Five minutes passed and I still stood, yawning and scratching my head as I had a mental debate on whether I go for the shower or the latter.

I did a mental list on the pros and cons of each of them. They both had plenty of pros and each of them had one con.

I decided that I'll take the shower, just to be on a safe side. I usually take a long time when I take a bath.

As took my shower, I remembered yesterday night. It still lingered in my thoughts. The way his hands traced down my back to my waist, pulling me closer to him was so electrifying.

The image of when we were near the gazebo, his hot minty breath seductively fanned the side of my neck. I remember how I was unstable because of that. Just the little nearness made me run wild.

There was a time when we were sitting together on the couch so very close and his friends, not only Jake, Drake, and Wes, but others, mostly football players where with us. It was a round and long couch so it could contain all of us. We were alone first but they joined us. Even though Andre tried to make them all go away, still they wouldn't budge, it was only Jake, Drake, and Wes that could understand. They also tried to chase everybody from us but all was in vain. Andre obviously got fed up and couldn't control himself and his tongue, cuz' the next thing he said was, "Can't you guys see I'm busy?" He said to them and held my waist coming even more closer to me.

Usually, when guys try this act on me, I give them a hot slap. But....in this case, I...don't know what's stopping me from doing it.

"Busy with what?" One of them asked as he ate a French Fry he stole from Jake's plate.

Wow.

"Do I really have to spell it out for you guys?"

"Spell what out?" Another said.

I chuckled silently.

Andre raked his hair with his fingers in frustration. "I'm with a girl, guys. I was having a conversation with someone, before all of you came in."

"So." Another said shrugging his shoulders lightly.

Andre hits his forehead with his palm. I couldn't help but let out a short laugh.

Later on, he kept on whispering stuffs into my ear. My body as of that time had melted. I just has to maintain a good composure in order to show I'm not affected.

Memories about yesterday just played like a marathon in my head. Mostly about Andre and I. I kept kept on thinking if he's still upset about last night. I let out a soft sigh that represented tiredness, confusion and frustration, and wanting to see Andre's face.

I wonder if I'll see him at School today.

Wait. Speaking of school....How long have I been in here???