Blanche woke up to a text.
"What a stupid reason..." Blanche scolded the phone.
"It's even too early to wake up for school, maudire," She swore. Swiping and lolling her fingers around the screen, she realized it was only a text from a certain boy who wanted to go out somewhere sometime.
Blanche smirked.
"Stupid."
She texted back,
"No thank you,"
smiling evilly at her response,
"I date smarter boys."
With that, she returned to her fluffy-like covers, still with cheeks spread and a leer.
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Blanche requested to change her schedule to keep away from this clingy boy, switching her science class with her math.
Walking into the familiar class in such an uncharted time. With no hesitation, Blanche sat in the back, which had rarely any students.
"We'll just keep you there, then." The science teacher tolled, ready to begin his lesson.
While watching the active teacher move hither and thither to write on his black board and explain, a note was passed down to Blanche.
Reading it, it said,
"Wanna hang out?"
Blanche looked up and ripped the paper, crumbling the small pieces together and shooting them into the paper bin.
And, of course, making it.
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AdventureShe was told never to date boys with tattooed backs. She was told to never talk with boys who smoked. She was told to never be around boys, period. And she always knew better. But, she didn't like playing Good Girl all the time. Never talking back w...
