Ink

Softy on the inside

Callie's pov:
All the girls on the cheerleading team have given me looks while michaels arm lays on my shoulder, giving me glances of disgust. "Don't look at them, they are just little stuck up barbies." Michael whispers in my ear. We walk to our lockers which are coincidently right next to each other. I get my stuff and hold it in my one hand while I hold Michael's hand in the other. "Your clingy today." I smile at Michael. "Well I'm gonna be like this for a while cal-bear" he raised my hand to his lips and gave it a kiss. We walk to our class and sit down, luckily we have all the same classes except for specials, and our teachers don't care if we switch seats. I put my textbook on my desk and start doing the assignment written in the board, but I notice Michael staring at me from the corner of my eye. "Like what you see Mikey?" I smirk, but he smirks back. "Hell yeah I do, how could I not, your hot af." I burst out laughing and everyone looks at me. "Did you seriously just say af?" "Yeah, what's the big deal?" Michael asks making a pouty face, which I must say is adorable. "Oh, nothing nothing." I laugh to myself as I write the answerers down. I feel Michael put his had on my thigh as he works, I shake it off though... (Like Taylor swift). As I finish up he puts his hand back where it was, but instead of shaking it off (like Tay Tay ) I pick it up and keep my hand in his. While he finishes working I notice how small my hands are compared to his, but they fit so well together. I play with his fingers and squeeze his hand, since I'm bored. He lifts his head up from his work, telling me he is finished. Even though he may seem like a bad boy on the outside he always does his work and never misses class. "Scoot closerrr." He holds out the R as he whines. "No, I don't want to get in trouble." I laugh to myself at how miserable and cute he looks. He pouts then turns away, folding his arms across his chest. A couple minutes later I feel Michael pull my desk and chair closer to his and put his arm around me. "Man you really are a softy on the inside man." I laugh and put my head on his chest. "What?! No I'm not, I just like you a lot. I mean have you felt my muscles and seen my bad boy-ness?" "I like you a lot too, and yes I have felt your muscles... You made me feel them last week. And I have seen your so called 'bad boy-ness' but we both know you would never skip class or not get your work done." I smile and poke his chest. "Touché." He says and flexes his muscles and puts my hand on them. "Wow, firm." I laugh at him. The teacher looks up and opens his mouth; ready to yell at us but the bell rings, and Michael and I sprint out the door.

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