Anthessa's POV

   I'm currently helping Silas study.  She's gotten better at paying attention, which I'm proud of her for.

"Ok, Silas, it's time for a mini quiz. It's just to see what you've learned."  "OK."  I ask her a question, and she gets it right.

"Great job, Silas!"  She smiles. "Thank you."  "You're welcome."  I ask her another one, and she gets that one right, too.

"Wow! You got that one right, too. I'm so proud of you. Great job."

Silas' POV

She's...proud of me?  I've never heard anyone say that before, not even from Marty and Jolina. Not gonna lie, I don't know how to take that.

Anthessa's POV

She just...looks at me.  Her expression is unreadable. A little positive reinforcement goes a long way, but I'm genuinely proud of her. Is she not used to that?

I clear my throat. "Let's continue with the quiz."  I say.  I ask her eight more questions, her getting all of them correct.

"Wow, Silas. You've really outdone yourself. Great job."

Out of nowhere, she starts kissing me, her lips crashing into mine.  What the fuck, Silas?!

As much as I hate to say it, her lips are sooo soft. I melt into the kiss, her enveloping my face in her hands.  We start using tongue.

Silas' POV

I-I don't know what came over me. She was just being so positive....I didn't know what to do. One thing I do know is, her lips are so soft, and I can't stop kissing them.

Anthessa's POV

Holy fuck, I'm kissing my high school bully.