❁luna
"obviously, he likes you, lu!" charlie gushes, jumping a little.
"he does not like me and even if he did, i don't like him." i lock my locker, walking down the hallway with charlie.
"well, when guys tease you, it's a sign that they like you."
"well that sign is a lie." i laugh.
"i think he really likes you. he's looking at you right now." she smiles, turning back around.
i look up to see him constantly glance at me.
he's wearing a blue button up today, making him look extra hot, even if he was a douche.
button ups are my weakness. shit, hot guys are my weakness.
wait, am i talking about cameron? i think i just mentally puked.
the bell suddenly rings, signaling home room to start.
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"ay, babe. you look hot today." he whispers in my ear.
"thats where you're wrong because one, im not your babe, and two, i look hot everyday." i laugh quietly, trying to pay attention to mr. tobias.
"oooh, someone's feisty this morning. how was your study session?"
"im trying to pay attention and be a good student, something you wouldn't know about."
"im a great stude-"
"mr. dallas, since you love talking so much why don't you tell me what year the gettysburg address was first given?"
"well, mr. tobias, im delighted to inform you that you just asked me a question about the 1860s, considering it was given in 1863, meanwhile we're learning about the 1950s this semester. so your question was pretty much irrelevant whereas my conversation was not."
i watch as he narrows his eyes, continuing to talk to us about nothing important.
"what a great student." i shake my head.
"thats me, babe." i can almost hear him smirking behind me, making me roll my eyes.
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the babysitter⇝c.d
Fanfiction"do you need a babysitter or not?" i pop my gum, rolling my eyes at the shirtless boy. ⇝ a story in which a girl in desperate need of a job starts babysitting 2 cousins of the hot, reckless boy down the street. ⇝ lowercase intended © delishusdallas...
