"Sit in your seat, Bridges,"
"You know Mr darwin," I say sitting down,"well behaved people rarely make history,"
He rolls his eyes turning back around to finish his lecture,
"As I was sayi-"
The door flings open. A slim figure, a boy, with dark brown eyes and a chocolate skin color stands in the doorway. His voice fills the classroom, making him look proud, I want to say. He leans his elbow against the wall. His ripped skinny jeans show his beautiful skin, while you can see his 4 pack right through his white t shirt, a green jacket covers his shoulders while his shoes are cleaner than his teeth. But his teeth. Ooooomiiigosssh it's gorgeous. He has this slide smile on his face like, "that's right bitch, I'm here,"
"Sorry I'm late, I do belive that this is chemistry class?" He says raising an eyebrow, "actually-" Mr. Darwin begins,
"Actually," I interrupt,"it's not, now, if you focused more on that map in your hands than your shoe game, you'd probably know that. Actually, while your at it, go ahead and try harder at your shoe game to," a loud eruption of laughter roars up from the classroom, I sit back, satisfied with myself until I see the smile fade from his face. He stomps away from he classrom,
"Um, mr. Darwin-" I ask,
"Go ahead," he says.
Without another word I dart out the class room to meet this stranger. I see his green jacket and chase behind him, "HEY, WAIT UP!" I yell across the hall, he looks behind himself and I could almost read his lips as he mumbled, "oh, you,"
"Yea, me," I say grabbing his arm,"why don't I show you where chem class is?"
He rolls his eyes," no thanks," he rips his arm from my grip, throwing me back into the wall, I quickly sprint up, jumping on his back,"can't get rid of me that easy," we wrestle down the hall, I paean every way, guarding him to chemistry class, I jump off his back,
"your welcome," I pat him on the back, turning around to go back to class I hear his beautiful voice say,"thanks," and without another word he walks into his clasroom. I proudly walk back to English feeling that I accomplished something, that I had made someone's day. I was almost back to class when I hear his voice again,
"hey!" He yells across the hall. I quickly turn around,
"what's your name?"
"They call me dani," I say, giving him a smile,Dani bridges."
"Alright, bridges, I'll see ya around,"
"And yours?" I say, my hand on my hip,
"Check your pocket," he's says winking. I dig into my pocket and pull out a strip of paper that reads:Text me @505-567-5389
Xoxoxo,
Johnathan
Ibit my lip, "definitely..." suddenly, the bell rang, and I knew I was toast, I ran english, "sorry mr. Darwin, no time, no time at all," I grab my stuff and run out the door, down the hall and soon out of the living hell they call west shore high. I rustle through my pocket and pull out my phone,
'Hey, schools over...sorry you didn't even get to reach ur last class y don't I apologize by buying icecream? :-)'
I quickly send the text. I lean my back against the wall, clenching my phone for dear life, and finally I feel the buzz,
'K'
K? K?! Hats all you text back, that's all you could think of?! How dare he, how dare he?! I squeeze my eyes tight and soon I feel a tap on the shoulder,
"Where's my icecream?" He says a smirk on his face,
"Impatient much," I ask, rolling my eyes.
"You could say that..." he motions for me to come over. We start to walk down the road,
"So, what about you?" He ask,
"What?" I say raising an eyebrow,
"What's special about you?"
"Everything, I'm like all your favorite days of the year put together,"
"Hmph,"
Soon, we arrive at the ice cream polar:sticky Joe's
A cute blonde works out the register,
"whatcha want?"
"Um," he says, stroking his chin,"how about a double chocolate milkshake?"
"Ok," she says typing it in the register,"and you?" She says pointing at me,
"Nothing for me, thank you,"
I pay for the drink and we sit down, I can feel the glare of the blonde girl, starring him down. I get up and spill Johnathan drink right on his lap,
"oops," I say biting my lip,"guess I have to pick that up," I grab a couple napkins from the dispenser and walk around to his side of the table, I squat down on the floor and open up his legs. I gently dab the napkin on his crotch, making complete eye contact. When I'm finish, I stand up and wrap my legs around his waist,
"Hey-" he begins,
I cover his mouth with my finger,
"shhhh, I'm claiming my territory,"
I give him a quick smooch, then get right off his lap. I go back to sit down. I cross my arms and look the blonde right in the eye,"your move, bitch,"

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Dani Bridges.
Novela Juvenilprankster, that's what I'd call him...he makes sooo SICK! But the feeling I get when I'm around him, when his hand touched mind, the shock I get when he looks at me.