It's been a few days since I saw that Matthew guy. I wonder if he's sick.
I've been making friends (sort of) the past few days too. There's this girl, Cate, who loves to talk about books and stuff. I told her that I also loved writing (even if it is about nonsense) and she convinced me to write something.
"It can be about anything you want," She says. I got my personal notebook out and my pen, opened it to a fresh, clean page. I rubbed on my chin, thinking about what to write.
Messy brown hair... Hazel-y, golden brown eyes...
Quickly enough, I was writing. Anything coming into my head that was basically about him. I put in stuff like what we'd do if we hung out, where'd we go, what stories I would tell. It was a far too romantic of an essay.
In the end, I tried to put Matthew's name, but the teacher, which I didn't even realize come in, snatched it. I only managed to put "Mat" and the "T" wasn't even finished, it missed the horizontal line.
"And what's this supposed to be?" She says with a very intimidating tone, quickly reading through the page.
"O-ohh, it's uhm, it's just something I wrote for mysel-"
"And who were you writing this about?" She says as she tries to read the incomplete name at the end, "Ma-"
I couldn't let anyone know that it was about him
"-verick!" I exclaimed, "Maverick. That's his name"
She raised her eyebrows, clearly not buying it.
She gives off a chuckle as she hands me my notebook back, everyone seemed mildly shocked at that, and continues to start the lesson.
When class ended and I was just putting my stuff back in my bag, the teacher calls to me, and gestures me to come over to her.
"I need you to come with me to the library" she says, standing up from her chair, not giving me a chance to speak, so I just do as I'm told.
Kinda weird, why's everyone in the hallway staring at me. Her footsteps echoes as she walks. I'm kinda scared now.
Once we reach the library doors she immediately stops, checking her pockets
"Crap, I forgot something back there," she says, "Go on inside and wait for me"
I do as I'm told and went in. I just grab a seatby the big tables in there, set my bag on it and waited. I was kinda scared soI just grabbed my book from my bag and started reading. At least it's quiethere.
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The Dream Boy (BoyxBoy)
RomanceA minor accident between two boys sparks their interest with each other. They will do whatever it takes to make each other happy. This story was inspired by a dream I had with this guy, Matthew. It contains some of the scenes from said dream and is...
