James's POV: જ⁀➴ ⎚-⎚
I slouched back in my chair, legs spread out wide, while chewing gum. The teacher's voice blabbered on and I found myself nearly drifting off to sleep, my head bobbing to the side as exhaustion threatens to overtake my senses.
Seriously, how could anyone find this stuff interesting?
I glanced around the room, catching the eyes of a few girls who were practically drooling over me. Typical.
I turned my gaze back to the front and leaned back, stretching my legs out under the desk, before giving his chair a kick. The jolt made him jump, his pen skidding across the page. He turned around, wide-eyed and flustered, looking for the culprit.
I put on my best innocent face, raising an eyebrow. "What's your problem, Snow Flake?" I sneered, loud enough for the guys around me to snicker.
Noah's cheeks flushed a light pink, and he quickly turned back to his notebook, mumbling something under his breath.
I chuckled, a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
What a wuss...
I leaned forward, resting my chin on my hand, and watched him. I was close enough to see the back of his neck turning red.
Hmm...
*
The rain was coming down in sheets now, drenching everything in sight. I revved my bike's engine, the sound reverberating through the empty night street. And that's when I spotted him, standing under the awning of some closed shop, looking like a drowned rat.
I honked my horn, startling Noah but effectively gaining his attention.
"Hey, albino! You're gonna catch pneumonia out here," I shouted over the roar of the rain.
"I'm waiting for a taxi," he replied, his voice steady but lacking conviction.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, water flying off my helmet. "Yeah, and you'll be waiting all night. Just get on the bike. I promise I won't bite."
He debated for a moment longer, then sighed, stepping out from under the awning. I handed him my spare helmet, watching as he hesitated before putting it on.
Noah climbed onto the bike, his arms wrapping around my waist. I could feel his warmth through my jacket, and it sent my heart racing. I revved the engine, trying to focus on the road ahead and not the fact that he was so close, his breath warm against my neck.
𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ִྀི𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ་༘࿐౨🐇🖇️༄ 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ִֶָྀི𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ་༘ 𝄞
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They Call Me Noah
Romance"They Call Me Noah" is about Noah, a 16-year-old boy with albinism who faces bullying at school for being gay and different. Despite the challenges, Noah can't help but crush on his roommate, James, the school's athletic heartthrob adored by all the...
