i lunged at him.
he laughed.
i grabbed the collar of his shirt
and shoved him against the wall.
"what the hell did you just say?"
he smirked.
"repeat it; i dare you."
the smirk disappeared.
"better," i said.
then a warm hand touched my shoulder
in the gentlest way.
i relaxed.
olivia held back a grateful smile,
took my hand, and we walked away ᅳ
from society,
from words,
from hurt.
and we went to our separate classes.
ᅳ
A/N
Hello children! It's story time with Abee!
I'm sick and shall do absolutely nothing productive today.
Story over!
That was fabulous. I should be a YouTuber.
ANYWAYYYYYS it turns out that DWO is someone's second favorite book of all time??? I mean, you could say I'm pretty fucking happy right now. This story has come so far. I'm even almost to 3k reads. Like. What.
Anyway thank you I love you and I don't really exactly care too much about my grammar at the moment even though I'm pretty much Grammar Hitler like every day. I've actually been called Grammar Hitler. #proud
Love always,
Abee
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Dancing With Olivia
Short Story❝she was gravity.❞ ᅳ all he wants is to make her happy. hopefully his love is enough. [ written in verse ] ➳ highest rank #862 in short story
