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School bell rings, finally I can go home. I'm still thinking of what happened, so embarrassing. As I'm walking to my school locker, I see none other than Theo himself. I got to talk to him. I walk a little bit faster untill I reach him.
"Walking home?" I asked.
"Yes, I am."
"Nice."
"Mhm."
"Can I walk with you?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"I can assure you, you don't." I giggle. He doesn't, he keeps a straight face.
"Where is your jacket? Are you planing to torture yourself and get sick, just so you don't have to go to school?"
"Oh, no. I was too busy chasing you. My locker is right there," I turned around and pointed at my locker.
"That sounds quite pathetic."
"What?!"
"You chasing me, sacrificing your health."
"Be so fucking for real..." I said, expressing my anger.
"Okay okay."
"Will you walk me to my locker?" I smile again, he's just way too cute.
"Yeah, sure."
I open my locker and grab my jacket.
"New?" he asked.
"Yes! You noticed!"
"How could I not, you were wearing a different one yesterday."
"Ha. Do you notice anything else?"
"Mmm..." he looks me up and down. "You put on eyelashes today?"
"You noticed that too?"
"Yes? What am I supposed to notice?"
"New shoes!!!"
"Oh... they're pretty."
"Thank you! They're pink, see?"
"Yes, they are INDEED pink."
"Pink is my favorite color. I love it so much. I also love purple."
"I hate purple, but I like blue."
"That's cool. How about pink?"
"It's alright."
"Oh."
"Let's go?"
"Yes."
We exist the school, I have about 15 minutes to talk to him.
He looks mad or uncomfortable, I'm not sure. I can read some body language but I'm not an expert. I've watched a few video about it but I memorised almost nothing. Something but close to nothing.
I'm great at keeping the conversation going, thinking of new topics to talk about, that's why I have so many friends and am popular. But with him I'm speechless. I'm scared. I'm scared of making a bad impression.
"Are you mad?" I asked.
"Why would I be?"
"You seem mad?"
"I saw you today."
"Well obviously you did. I said hi."
"I don't understand what you want from."
"What are you talking about?"
"You approach me, act really flirty, damn, you even call me "babe", whatever that was. And then I see you with some boy and you act like he's your boyfriend? Like I don't understand."
"My boyfriend? That was Jordan. Jordan is a jerk. He likes me, says the most inappropriate things to me, and wishes he could sleep with me. He always brings up the fact that we made out, which happened only once and meant nothing, because what normal, straight-thinking girl could date that perv?"
"You made out with him?"
"Oh, so that's the only thing you care about, huh?"
"I just asked."
"Well, yes, I did. It was at his house party. I got drunk, we started talking, he started touching me, we started kissing, somehow we ended up in the bathroom, full-on making out, and then his girlfriend caught us, started yelling, dragged Jordan out of there while calling me all sorts of names."
"Why was he dating that girl if he was willing to cheat on her?"
"He IS dating her and is still trying to get with me."
"Why did you made out with him?"
"I don't know. I was drunk and out of my mind. Wouldn't do that EVER again."
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Romance.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・ They were two completely different souls at the start of the school year, when one day Sheila sees this boy and falls in love with his beauty. After stalking for a bit, she finds out his name- Theodore. Theodore is just a...
