little poet (bxb)

{Blue Pen}

{joshies pov}

max didnt talk to me for the whole of form which honestly i didnt mind, i mean it would be nice and all but i wasnt exactly looking the best i could so he didnt have to like collect in the information that i look like shit 99% of the time and that 1% is probably just before i have a shower...either or, i was glad max or anyonme for that matter didnt talk to me. soon enough form ended and i headed to english just to find out max was in my class. as much as id love that to be a great and wonderfull thing its not, i dont want to have to see him and look at him and he see me and look at me in my favourite lesson...

i spent the whole of english writing poems since we had some italian sub cover because our english teacher (mr perere) just had hip sergery and was hopefully slowly recovering. anyway, i wrote a poem for max ofcourse i mean WHO would i wirte if for? i tried to make it as female looking as possible cosidering im pretty sure hes 100000000% straight.¬

~Bell bottom jeans and                                                                                                                                                           Lavender cent you                                                                                                                                                                 Up to the sky your cute and tall too                                                                                                                               Elderly fashion 1,2 and 3.                                                                                                                                                     Purple roses i wish to hand to thee                                                                                                                                End of lesson i watch you leave                                                                                                                                        Never see me please oh please~

i folded the paper with the poem writen on it and popped it into my pocket. the bell rang and i started to walk to art but on the way i slipped the note into max's locker.

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sorry im not making these longer but im really caught up with other on going storys that i prommised my mates  but i promice net xhapter will be longer!!! also im super tired so likee

{WARNING SLIGHT SNEEK PEEK AT A FEW LINES FOR NEXT CHAPTER}

"oh hey josh here your pen back, by the way i saw you writing loads in english so im assuming your good at it?" he said with a small smile as he handed my pen back to me, his hands were so soft yet so veiny i was getting butterlies, "thats and uh yeah i guess you could say im good at english...why?" i asnked him wondering what he was going to say next. 

{and thats all cuz i want you to actually get invested and want to read the next chapter}