As I walked down the halls, I lit up as I saw him. My crush. And my best friend. George, was a short kid with dark brown hair. He has pale blue eyes and choppy bangs that frame his face. He walks around with this swaggered walk and smiles at almost everyone with his luscious and full lips.
Walking over to him I give a slight wave and say, "Hey, George how was your first block?"
We are sophomores at Lakeside High School, and so we have block classes. I have memorised all of his classes, he has history first, then we all have homeroom. After that, he and I go to PE together and then on every other day he has band and french. We have french together. I drive my other friends crazy because they don't understand what I say in french. Did you know french is the language of love? Well George and I talk to each other all the time in french so we can gossip about other people in front of them.
"It sucked, we have homework now." George complained. "I can help." I pipped up. He turned his head from where he was stashing papers in his locker, "You want to help me with homework?" he asked like it pained him to do so, "Are you out of your mind??" I wanted to say, 'Well I don't want to but I'll do anything for you.' But I didn't I was a wimp.
I wished I could tell him all about how much I cared about him and how I would go to the end of the earth for him.
I never do.
Today will be different.
I promised myself this as I walk towards homeroom. I promise- no I vow to do what my aching heart is demanding that I do. I'm going to...
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FanfictionGeorge and Dream are gay for each other period end of discussion. Also check out the art done for the cover thanks. Love ya'll
