Chapter 1 School

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My Name is Zoey im 17. I have blond hair with hazel eyes. Im 5'3 pretty short for my age. I have just one true friend her name is Layla. Right now i was in my history class. The popular boy named Connor sits right behind me. He is a pretty boy not gonna lie. He will always be so sweet to me and sometimes whisper in my ear on how beautiful i was on everything. We did our classwork when:

"Hey Beautiful do you know the answer to number 5" he whispered in my ear.

"Holocaust" i said as i smiled.

"Thanks Beautiful" he whispered once again.

I began doing my classwork and finished.

The bell rang and it was time to go home. Connor will walk me home now he lives near from where i live.

"So how's it going??" i asked.

"Well i wanna get my own house im already 19"

"Well that also means you have to focus on school you flunked a grade remember"

"Ill try to"

We talked some more when we had finally went our own ways. I walked in my house to see my sister Evelyn doing her homework on her laptop.

"Hey sis" i told her.

"Hey" she replied politely.

I went down the hall to my room. I got a text from Connor which said.

CONNOR: Did you get home safely??

ZOEY: yes, did you?

CONNOR: yeah

He is such a nice guy. Out of the girls im special to him. He treats me with lots of love and care. But the bad thing is that i don't like him that way. I will just like to stay as friends. I began to get my work out and do it for tomorrow.
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"Good morning" Layla told me as i approached her.

"Good morning"

"No Connor today??" she asked.

"He told me he will come late he also said he had a surprise for me"

"But yall are not even dating?"

"I know but i think he likes me."

"We all know he likes you is super obvious"

"Really" i said as i covered my face with my sweater.

"Yes what if he asks you out some day, Will you go out with him??" she asked me.

"No i have a crush on Jackson"

"The quiet boy??"

"Yes he looks so adorable and his small smile is so cute and makes my Small heart melt."

"I feel bad for Connor if he ever asks you out"

"Well yeah he's stuck in the friend Zone"

We made our way to class and just wished time went by fast.

CONNOR'S POV:
I bought her a ring and made the gold sales men put her name on it. I quickly made my way to school and made my way in class.

"Late again Connor" the teacher said.

"Sorry" i said as i sat behind Zoey.

The teacher continued his lessons and i got the ring out my pocket. I tapped her shoulder causing her to turn and look at me. I gave it to her as i made a smile appear in her face.

"Connor you shouldn't have" She whispered to me.

"I told you many times Zoey your special to me" i whispered back.

"Thank you"

"Your welcome"

As the class was still going and spent like 1 hour already i began to draw hearts in my note book on just thinking about Zoey. But class ended so i had a chance to ask her the question i always wanted to ask her. I stopped her and made her come with me.

"What's up Connor??" She asked.

"Well i wanted to ask you this question for so long" i told her as i held her hands.

"What is it??"

"Will you make me the happiest guy alive and be my girlfriend?" i asked her.

She let go of my hands.

"Connor just give me some time to think about it" she told me.

"Okay ill wait for your answer" i told her.

She walked away and just thinking about her all the time. And that same day i walked her home and went in my house. Nobody was home just yet. I went up stairs to my room and looked at my phone. I saw a picture of her and decided to draw her. I got all my materials to start drawing and began to draw her. I then began thinking dirty so i drew her naked just to imagine her nude body in front of me. As i finished i couldn't help but to rip the page off and hide it under my bed. I love Zoey a lot. Ill do anything to get her by my side i mean ANYTHING. Ill Take her with me if i have to.

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first chapter of this book hope yall like it. Trust me next chapter will be much more interesting.

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