Story 12 (~ 6.16 min)

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Bee:

Cerise watched as his hair blew in the direction of the wind. The soft fluffy hair combined with his mesmerizing striking blue eyes created a truly beautiful site. She hated to admit it but she was falling in love.

"Is something wrong?" His voice rang



Hooman:

(george pov)

I watched him walk past. The scent of masculinity and his strong broad shoulders brushed past me. I still had the hoodie I stole from his locker room...I also had left a note in his locker with my number on it..

(dream pov)

I walked past the cute short brunette,trying to avoid eye contact as I would probably blush if I looked at his cute face... I opened my locker to see a note falling out of it. I picked it up, reading it over and over.

"######## Call me <3 -your secret admirer"

It had no name written on it anywhere.. Who could it be.. I opened my contacts, dialing the number, curiosity taking over me...

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