-*NARRATORS POV*- -Bell rings to 5th period- *Emilou runs to her locker and puts on her cherry chapstick and puckers her cherry red lips* "Welcome class!"-says Mr. Lion -Emilou not paying attention to her new 8th grade teacher; walks by him and takes the paper- She turns around by a cologne that was choking her airway.
"Hi take your seat please."said Mr. Lion -Emilou was starstruck by the tall man with the light brown sandy hair that was so flowy and that deep deep, voice that guided her to her seat-
"Oh- yea sorry sir!" says Emilou. "It's alright"
-his eyes slowly tiptoed down her silk smooth body, every curve, every inch of her body was measured by him-
"Oh uhm where do i sit?" said Emilou, -his eyes said "under my desk" but his mouth said- "Oh- uhm row D seat 6" -as he tried to hide his b0ner- she walked to her seat and felt a gaze apon her she wasn't worried she was intrigued;
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RomanceGUYS THIS IS FOR MY FRIEND WHO HAS A CRUSH ON HER BAND TEAXHER JT IS NOT ME OLEASE UTS A JOKE
