ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀɴɢʟᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟾

I feel his hands pull away from me, he takes a step back. I am the boy he saw something different from everyone. I didn't fall for him charms. I didn't worry, we were young in the moment, and he admired that.

"George, George Davidson"

I started to stammer, he remembers my name.
"That's the new boy" I heard coming from students walking by.
"I uh..bye" I stutter before striding away as fast as I could. He lets out a soft giggle before walking off himself.

I open my locker and huffed out air in relief. So we didn't do anything... not even a kiss on the lips. But why did I have such an urge to see what's under all that clothing. Why did I want to run my hands from his torso up to his chest. Why did I..

The rough sound of my locker slamming shut caused me to jump back slightly. My head turns to face three girls. But only one I could look right through, the middle one who stiff as if she was some queen.

"Ah new boy! I'm kaley, but you already knew that" she exclaimed
"I believe I do not" i said confidently pushing my body back against the lockers with my arms crossed.
"Excuse me, do you know who you're talking to?!"
I laugh.
"No I don't and I honestly don't give one"
Well, meet the mean girl. I have zero tolerance for them, and now I have one right in front of me.

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Short I know, my bad😅