I wake up and look at the time, 8:30. I'm gonna be late for school! I jump out of bed and scramble around my room trying to get ready. "Shit." I curse as I trip over a pile of books. I finally get myself decent looking and I run down stairs, grab my keys and run to my car. I get in my car and drive away. I arrive at school 2 minutes later and I look in the mirror. I see my brown eyes looking back at me and I notice how messy my hair is. It's fine. I think to myself. I grab my stuff and get out of my car. I slam the door and run inside.
I get to my first hour class 10 minutes late. "Mr. Parker, you're late." Miss. Paige says as I sit down. " I know, I know." I say waving at her. " Okay well today we're changing seats. Benny you sit with Charlotte. Ava sit with Everligh. Jason sit with Jax..." She goes down the list until I hear my name. "Quinn you sit with Edmund." She says. I look over at Edmund. Of course, I have to sit next to him. He walks over and sits down. "Hi Quinn." He say. "Edmund." I reply shortly. Edmund is a popularish kid at school, all the girls swoon over him. He isn't a sports player but he is somehow popular, he's like that kid that does theater that everyone loves.
After Class is over I go to my next class, orchestra. When I walk in I see Edmund talking to the teacher. I walk past them and set up my guitar. Edmund leaves and we get on with class.
When school is over I drive home and I see my mom's car in the drive-way. " Hi mom!" I shout as I walk inside. " Oh Hi Quinn." She shouts from the kitchen. "How was your day?" She asks, "Okay." I say hugging her. I walk upstairs to my room and shut the door. I pull my phone out of my pocket and start messaging my friends.
Kimberly: What's so wrong with Edmund. I have theater with him. He's pretty chill.
Josh: Yeah but you know him differently than Quinn might know him.
you: Whatever, I just find him annoying. Everyone loves him I don't see what they see.
Issac: Maybe you're a different species than the rest of the school?
You: Ha Ha, Issac.
Kimberly: Lol, well I gotta go see ya'll later.
Issac: bye
Jason: bye
You: bye
I put down my phone and start to think why I might possibly hate Edmund, He was nice. I've spoken to him a few times but never full conversations and we aren't friends, just classmates. Everyone loves him too, so I don't know why I wouldn't. No. Stop. What is wrong with me? I have to stop thinking of him. If I do then I could end up liking him. and that wouldn't be good. Right? What? I'm so confused. Edmund is nice but do I like him?
A/n: If this story seems rushed I'm sorry it was written almost a year ago and I know that it was written fast and seems a bit rushed
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My Boy
Teen FictionI did write this around a year ago and on Quotev it is still there but I thought why not put it here too, it is about Edmund and Quinn who are gay. There are no mature actions but there is cursing and slurs used in the story. And just a disclaimer...
