"Not in this lifetime. I would prefer dating a dog than you , atleast they would have some decency."
How can a person acquire this much power on irritating someone. This guy is going to be the end of me I hate him. But for the good news Sasha is coming back tomorrow. ATLAST. I won't have to sustain this guy alone. I really don't know what actually does Sasha like about him. Probably just his pretty face because technically he got nothing else than that I strongly believe , and after what he did in the girl's washroom I'm quite glueing to that mindset forever. I got to the classroom there wasn't anyone so I locked the classroom and started changing my uniform .
I was only in my bra and boy shorts when I realise I can't find my dress which I kept in the backpack. I started finding it haphazardly throughout the classroom but couldn't find it. When suddenly there was a knock on the door I was scared that what if it was a teacher out there. Waiting to watch me run around half naked like a 3year old . When I heard him.
"Derulo you forgot something in the washroom back there. I don't think you gifted me this. Umm.... Cuz it's quite... A bit.... Inappropriate for me."
NO FUCKING WAY I DID THAT.
I quickly slide my tshirt and trackpants before opening the door.
He handed me over the dress. But then he started going inside the classroom and sat on his desk.
"What are you doing?"
"Sitting on my bench."
"Get out I need to change."
"Ask politely and I might consider your request."
"Politely. Huh. With you? Not happening "
"Well and good we will be here forever , then I have enough time to waste."
"Ok ok please can you get out I need to change."
"No, Well Derulo say the truth you don't want me to look at that body right? I can understand. Maybe there's nothing to look at."
HE WAS FUCKING GASLIGHTING ME TO CHANGE INFRONT OF HIM.
"It's my body and my choice if I want to change infront of you or I don't."
"Great then you got your choice and I got mine."
I was feeling irritated . I couldn't hold it anymore and threw away my shorts and shimmied down my skirt. Adrian was calmly looking at me. in my eyes. I wore my dress. Arranged my PE clothes and threw it in the locker. Not taking my eyes off Adrian and vice versa. I slammed my locker door and got out .
His eyes. They were telling stories.
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