Only If👅 {Imagines Mindless Behavior}

Cuffed

I'm Breanna Westbrook, I'm in the 11th grade and so happy that the school year is almost over. One month left of school.

Sitting my my Canadian and World studies class, in the back with my back against the wall to my right looking at my best friend Mikayla. "Why are you always getting the good partners?" She questioned sounding jealous. For our final group/partner project I got teamed up with Christopher Brown, I can't stand it, I wanted someone that uses the head on there shoulders instead of between there legs, unlike him.

Don't get me wrong Christopher is cute which is why Mikayla is jealous, but at the same time he's nothing more then a spoiled, rich boy that believes he's a king because of his money. Worst of all he wasn't always like that once upon a time he was sweet, caring, and just a all around good person, then he changed. "I really don't know why you like him so much, Yeah he's cute. But he's a spoiled brat, that walks around like he's better then everyone when he's not. He's just a normal guy." I told her reaching into my bag for my phone that I actually have to search for,

"a normal guy that god took his time on" she leaned closer so no one would hear her, as if anyone were listening. "Who did god take his time on" we both jumped hearing the brat himself "uh.... Um... No one" she said in almost a squeak "Oh." He smirked as if he knew she was talking about him. "I'm gonna go talk to my partner" she said pointing behind her with her thumbs he nodded and she picked up her bag and walking away trying to be cool but the look on her face before she left said something different.

"Hey Breanna." He said moving to close for comfort "Hi. So what do you wanna do for the project. Please say you have at least one idea" I said getting more into my attitude towards the end "I have a few ideas but I don't think they would work for our project" he winked and I almost gaged "could you please be serious." I almost yelled "Breanna. Here." I looked up to see my teacher holding an envelope "what's this" I asked opening it, there was a paper in it that said; Natural Disasters : Earthquake.

"That is your assignment. Earthquake. Good luck" oh how I'm gonna need that luck "Okay. Now we have out topic. When do you wanna start since the bell rings in like five minutes" I asked finally pulling out my phone "How about today after school, you can come over to my house we can start then." I didn't even have to think about it "No." I flatly said "why not?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows "Because I don't trust you. So I don't want to be alone with you in your house" he laughed "what do you think I'm gonna do, I won't hurt you. Or even do anything you don't want me to do" he sounded honest enough

"I still say no." I stood up as the bell rang walking past him and out the classroom with Mikayla.

Christopher's POV

I watched as Breanna walked out with Mikayla watching her hips sway damn, that ass of hers with be the death of me. It's perfect to her body, she's around 5'3 and her ass I round and just big enough.

My next class was science. With Mikayla. I walked out with my friends. Only Michael has science with me. I walked into the class and immediately caught Mikayla watching me I smirked knowing how to get what I want from her. Instead of sitting in my usual seat I moved towards the back left corner where Mikayla always sits since she doesn't seem to really like anyone in the class, besides me. "What's up Mikayla" she blushed upon me saying her name "Nothing, just finishing my work." She sounded nervous "why, you so nervous?" I asked leaning back in my chair "I'm not" she denied, "I don't believe you" I said leaning in closer to her ear

"Can I ask you a favor, Mikayla?" I whispered

"W-what kind of favor?" I could see a blush creeping onto her cheek

"Nothing bad, but..."

Breanna's POV

I held my phone in my hand feeling it buzz almost Evey two seconds I didn't want to look at who was blowing up my phone if it was important they would've called, Right?
"Breanna, do you need to take that?" My Drama reached asked "I'll go do that" I stood up and walked out of the drama room. I looked at my phone the number texting me was unfamiliar. But what they were texting wasn't.