𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒
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"Ms.Jones, wake up sweetie," Dr.Sanchez, her anatomy teacher tapped Delaney a few times on her shoulders.
Currently its 2:35, and Delaney was in her last period class. She is a senior in high school and one of the most quietest kids.
Laney fluttered her eyes open and met eyes with the tall German male, "Oh .. i'm sorry, i'm just really sleepy," a soft voice managed to speak from a sleepy Delaney.
He could feel a bulge form in his ethikas as he stared at her rare beauty, he turned around slowly and walked back to his desk, slightly embarrassed.
She put her head back down on the desk as soon as she seen a boy walking towards her way and faked sleep until the bell rang.
Standing up, Delaney grabbed her PINK book bag and purse and headed towards the door but was stopped by Deshawn, the dude she was trying to ignore.
"We can't speak now?" He squeezed onto her arm tighter, not letting go of his grip.
"Let me go.." she hissed, looking off to her right.
"No talk to m- About what Shawn?" she interrupted, "Look i'm sorry, she wasn't supposed to have been there." he defended himself as he walked the two out of the classroom, into a janitors closet.
"You knew I cherished my virginity, you made me feel like I gave it to the right person." She begun.
"You did mama," he spoke as he lifted her chin up, leaving small pecks on her lips.
"How? You fucked then ran off the same night fucking somebody else! You told me you was different." She explained and pushed herself off him.
"You know i'm a liar baby," he joked, but Delaney just brushed past him, leaving out of the closet.
She couldn't process how someone can claim that they love you, yet didn't know how to love.
She was in love with Deshawn, her boyfriend since her junior year, but wasn't scared to move on.
She understood her worth. She should've seen the signs before the relationship, but she'll just take this as a lesson.
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"Bitch, leave Wick alone," a girl from a group of people approached Delaney's 4'11 body.
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