My next two classes flew by quickly and it was soon time for lunch. Trying not to be seen I quickly walked into the lunch room and my food. The other students started to file in one by one chattering and talking to one another. I watched as each table was filled with different groups of people. So I sat at empty table in the back of the cafeteria. As I sat there staring at my lunch I felt a warm presence beside me and a large hand rap around my small waist. I quickly scooted away from the peculiar feeling. I looked up to see HIM. Sitting there with a worried look on his face " Im sorrt shawty I aint mean to sacre you like that"he said sincerely "It's fine" I said lowly not even caring if he even knowing if he could here me or not. I just kept my head down until I he,a rd hid deep ppm strong voice again " So were uyou from?" He asked with curiosity in his voice. "Camden" I reply barely audible "cool I used to live there too!" he responded with an excited I've tone. I was surprised to find someone that came from the same place as me but I could tell he was originally born in New York. We began to have a conversation well mostly him conversing about stories of him living there forr a short period of time and part of his child hood. But our conversation was soon interrupted by a high pitched voice "Deshaun , who is this?"
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My Soldier
RomanceCameron Wilson has just moved from Camden California to get away from his hectic life. At his new school the schools biggest thug catches his eye but, Cameron's heart has sworn off love or will this thug change his heart?
