Christans pov:
Im about to pass out, we did 18 positions last night, I know, a lot. Even my legs are f*cking sore. My whole body hurts like I just run α marathon. My thighs are hurting too. My hands hurt the worst, there cramping so hard right now. Well, I wonder why, actually I know why, I was squeezing the f*ck out of her butt.
"Chris, can we get something to eat?" She's sitting on the couch watching South Park, she's such α little kid, well at least not in the bed.
"Sure, I'll call my driver to go pick it up, what do you want?"
"Chick-fla."
"Ordering now." I already know what to get her, she gets the same thing, ever since 6th grade. She's so lame.
I get up, "Ughhh" I say as I stretch and scratch my head. I grab my phone from the table α d open up chick-fla and order.
"Haha!" She's laughing at the show she's watching, it's not even funny, just really immature. She's literally 20, why are you watching an 15 year old show.
"It's not even funny, stop laughing." I say
"Bro, yes it is, your not even watching it so how would you know?"
"Exactly, you don't. Now shut up so I can watch." She says, putting her finger over her mouth, signaling me to be quiet.
I roll my eyes.
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"Camila, Christan!" Kiyan yells
"Huh?" I say
"Come down here!!"
Me and Camila go down the stairs, Kiyan made breakfast, waffles, bacon, grits, sausage and eggs.
"D@mn. You went all out."
"Yup, come eat."
Camila and me sit down, me on the chair to the left and her to the right. The food was so good, I didn't even care how I looked eating it. I am a big back at its finest.
"This is so good." Camila says, while still chewing her food.
"It's not even that good, your just big asf," Iliana says.
Oh my gosh, this b1tch better get off my girls f*cking d1ck.
"Oh no you didnt." Camila says while standing up, I do too.
"I kinda just did didn't I?" Iliana asks.
Boom! Camila rocks that b1tchs sh1t.
"Periodddd!" Kiyan yells, clapping her hands.
Iliana try's to punch back, but I grab her wrist and twist it, hard.
"Sh1t!" She curses.
"Womp Womp." Ilian, her brother says. Ilian is my 8th grade best friend, we went to different colleges though, so this trip was α good thing for s so we could talk to each other again.
Me and Camila laugh, but before Camila could finish laughing, Iliana gets α punch in, and it actually hurts her.
"OW!" Camila yells, while holding her cheek.
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Middle School Crush |18+
Romansa" I wake up in a dark room, I try to get up but I'm pinned to a foldable chair. If whoever this is is trying to kidnap me, they should at least have a better chair. "CHRIS?" I yell, as loud as I can. "BABY!" He yells in return, it was really muffled...
