Chapter 49: Chapter 49

Quinnel tilted her head to gain access before he tugged at her lower lips and Navaeh was quick to open her mouth giving him access to delve his tongue into her mouth to explore it.

Until...

"What are you doing?", Navaeh asked blinking at Quinnel who was facing her with his lips pluckered and his eyes shut.

That made Quinnel open his honey coloured eyes to stare back at her. He then looked down at his hand to see he was still sitting in his seat and her in hers.

Which meant, they didn't kiss. Nothing happened. Their bodies didn't attract to each other like a magnet. And he was just imagining everything?!

"Quinnel, are you okay?"

"Huh?", He asked when he saw her mouth moved.

"I said are you okay? You're looking like you're sick or something", She repeated.

"Oh, I'm fine. Just a little bit dazed. Uhh, I think it's a good idea if we go back to class before the twins start to look for us", He said and without waiting for an answer, he stood up and walked away.

"Hey, wait up for me!", She yelled after him and pushed her body up from the chair and ran after him.

Quinnel slowed his pace and they walked side by side into the school.

•••

"Hold on, what are you even supposed to pack for the trip, no for a random trip at that?", Navaeh asked Quinnel that was reading a magazine on her bed.

It was the day before their trip and the twins were already in their room sleeping having been exhausted from packing little of their clothes into a bag for their convenient staying at the Ashford's. Quinnel had come over to help her pack up but instead he was reading a magazine on her bed while Navaeh kept walking up and down.

What she didn't know was, the way she kept walking up and down, his eyes was on her.

"Ugh! Stop walking up and down. You're distracting me", He said closing up the Magazine.

She paused and glared at him. Then she placed her hand on her hips.

"Easy for you to say! You said you were going to help me, and here you are... Sleeping on my bed and reading a magazine. You know this is my first time going on a trip and I have absolutely no idea what to pack and you're not even helping me... So, No, Quinnel... I can't stop walking up and down and I'm fucking blabbing! Shit", She said and dropped to her bed.

"Relax. You'll be fine", Quinnel said with a sigh and placed his hand on her shoulder from behind her.

She looked up at him with a pout and she felt herself being drawn into his eyes as she quickly dropped her head down.

"Come on, I'll help you choose clothes", He said and she smiled.

"Really?", She asked beaming.

"Of Course. That's what I'm here for in the first place, remember?", He questioned and she rolled her eyes.

Right. Yet two seconds ago, he was sprawled on her bed like a starfish that finally found its resting place after a long hard day of swimming through the entire sea.

"What are you still doing, come over here", Quinnel said and she looked up at him to see he was already in front of her closet.

"I'm coming. I'm coming", She replied and pushed herself off the bed before she joined him.

"Okay, you got a duffel bag?", He asked and she nodded her head before she turned her body and made her way to her parents room.

Reaching for the top cupboard beside the bed, she pulled out a green duffel bag.

"Nah", She threw it to the gigantic bed.

She stuck her hand into it more until she realized her hands wasn't quite reaching the bags anymore.

She let out a huff and glanced back at the green bag.

"Guess you'll have to do for now", She said and closed the door to the wardrobe. She grabbed the green duffel bag and walked out of the room.

"Here we are", She announced as she entered the room.

"You took green?" He asked and she rolled her eyes.

"Not intentionally. Perks of not being too tall."

"Ah, you're short"

"I'm not short"

"Yeah, sure"

"No, take that back right now. I'm not short!", she yelled getting up on her feet.

"Woah, easy there tigress." He said and she rolled her eyes.

"Take it back."

"Fine, you're not tall", He said and she nodded her head with a satisfied smile before his words registered themselves.

"You dickhead!"

Quinnel stuck out his tongue and shook her head. Her phone dinged and she eyed the iPhone on the bed before she returned her glare to Quinnel.

"Phone... Phone... Calling your attention..."

"You're such an idiot", She concluded pushing his head with her index finger.

She dropped to her bed her big t shirt raising up a little bit to show off the hem of her white shorts.

Quinnel's eyes darkened as his gaze landed on her exposed thighs. He cleared his throat when she moved her body to get comfortable and her thighs were more exposed.

"What color are you wearing tomorrow?", She asked turning to him making him turn his head as fast as you can say the word Go.

"Hm?", He questioned playing with a yellow fabric in her closet.

"What color of cloth are you wearing tomorrow? And I'm talking details", She repeated.

He opened his mouth to talk when an idea came to his face making the tip of his ears turn red.

"Everything I'm wearing tomorrow?", He confirmed and she blinked at him.

"I believe that is what I indeed said." She replied slowly.

"Starting from what color of briefs I would be wearing?", He asked and her eyes flew wide making them as big as saucers.

"I never asked you that, you perverted minded boy!" She yelled getting off her bed.

"I'm not done-"

"Shut up. Say one more word-"

"I'm wearing white underwear-"

"Quinnel!", She immediately dipped her index fingers into her ears and sang la la la to block out his words all while glaring at him.