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TrevorCameron

I slowly got up from the toilet seat before opening the stall door and walking to the mirrors. I can't believe what just happened. I'm going to hell, that's it. I thought I'd stay pure until marriage but..but..that doesn't seem possible anymore. I adjust my scarf, raising my bun a few centimeters and adjust my thong as well. I huff and slowly creep out into the hall towards my math class which I'm already 30 minutes late for. Entering the classroom I cower in embarassment as 20 pairs of eyes directy fixate their gazes on me. 

"Nisreen? Why are you late!!!" Mr.Rolo, my overweight math teacher barks at me.

"I'm sorry, I got lost." I sheepishly replied, slowly making my way to an empty seat in the back.

"Okay, even though you've been in this school for the past 3 years you got lost? Alright. Take a seat Ms.Salem." he replies. I slip into my seat as he continues with the lesson. Everyone returns to taking notes except for a familiar face on the far left of the classroom. I turn and recognize who it is. He's smirking and I feel my tummy fill with butterflies. Oh my God, I hate this guy! I hate him so much!! I furrow my perfectly shaped eyebrows (that I don't pluck;)) and give a questioning look. He slightly chuckles to himself and returns to taking notes. Why is he chuckling?? Oh my gosh he's so freaking annoying. I sigh before tearing out a page from my notebook and begin writing notes.

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The bell rings and I begin to collect my belongings while everyone else leaves the classroom. Coincidentally, only me and then guy I bumped into earlier are left. Not even the teacher is around. Strange hunh? Anyways, he grabs his things and approaches me.

"Leave me alone." I bark.

"Why so fiesty mamasita?" He handsomly says. Wait! What am I saying?!?! I hate him :3

"Dont call me that. We're not friends." I rudely reply. Why won't he leave me alone??

"Oh, come on. Then let's be friends. My name's TrevorCameron, and you're Nisreen, right?" W-what? How does he know my name?!?!?

"How do you know my name?" I ask, looking up at his chocolate brown gems placed firmly in his sockets. I begin to walk out the classroom door and he trails behind me. Most likely checking me out :3

"There's alot of things I know about you. And things I'd like to know." He smirks and winks at me as he starts walking next to me, his 6'3" figure towering over me.

"Oh stop." I say angrily while blushing. Gosh darn my fair skin and my ability to blush!!!

"I can see that you're blushing." He says while chuckling. I look down as I continue to walk toward my locker. I stop in my tracks and stare up at him.

"Okay, listen here TrevorCameron-whatever. Leave me alone!!! I hate you!!" I holler in his face like a banshee. He looks startled but smirks once again. Gosh darn his smirk!! I'm surprised he's not frightened since I just screamed in the middle of the hallway in his face. Weird hunh? Anyways, he pinches my cheek before turning a corner.

"You're so cute mamasita." he says before he leaves. Oh my gosh, this is obviously far from over.

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TrevorCameron's POV

Oh gosh she's adorable. I know she wants me to leave her alone and obviously no means no but-but there's something that draws me to her. Is it her modesty? Is it her purity? Maybe that. I feel so bad about when I cut her with my jawline and I'm just trying to make sure she's okay. I mean, I did come off a teensy-weensy bit strong in the hallway when I took off my shirt and all, but she would've died!! Plus she's so beautiful, and I'm pretty sure it's all natural! I bet her eyeliner and contouring is all natural too! Golly gee, I'll probably dream about her. Now I must discuss my infatuation with my manwhore/douchebag best friend. Oh my gosh, this is obviouisly far from over.