"Andrew" a shrilled voice shouted and I mentally groaned. "Hi Natasha." "You wanna get together tonight like last night?""No thanks I have practice tonight. It was a lie. Even though it had been great, she was a bit clingy. Before I could escape from her evil grasp she pushed me against the wall and kissed me. Suddenly I heard someone clearing their throat and Natasha turned and scowled I laughed and said,"Comeon Natasha everyone wants a piece of this,afterall,I was elected The Dream Guy for a reason right?"
"Keep dreaming ." Said the most melodious ever. I know that it probably sounded real cliché but I couldn't help it. She looked even beautiful from near. "I'll rather make out with the door you're standing and blocking my way than make out with you. So move."
The next moment,she pushed me and walked out of the class.
Natasha put her arm around mine and began about how she was a bitch and how rumour has it that her parents were druglords. I managed to tune her out. After all , it was as they said 'practice makes perfect' and I had months and months of practice.
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If I Had
Teen Fiction"IF" This one word of two letters,can haunt someones life for eternity..... Andrew Mattews and Eliza Ross were polar opposite. He was popular, while she was not. He was a jock while she was a nerd. Yet, something kept them together. Read this story...
