badboy!michael walked up behind you in the hallway and slapped your butt. As much as you had a crush on this boy, in irony you turned around and whipped him across the face with your hand. You may like him but he can't just do whatever he pleases. You're hot the type to let people step on you. Michael grabbed his face with a surprised look upon his countenance. The people that were surrounding you guys were laughing. You were nervous about Michael's reaction but he simply turned the other way and walked into class.
Later that day at lunch, Michael came up to you as you were sitting down. All of your friends were giggling and whispering because of what happened earlier. He pulled you off to the side and started twiddling his fingers.
"I-I'm sorry for uh smacking your ass earlier." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I just kinda well like you and I'm 'cool' so I thought why not be cool and slap your ass. Well, I now know why not."
You were grinning at the fact that the school's "bad boy" was apologizing for slapping your butt.
"It's okay, now that you apologized, and I hope me hitting you didn't hurt to much. It was just a chain reaction."
"It's fine," he shrugged.
"Oh yeah, and Michael," you paused, he eyes perking up, "I like you too."
You kissed his cheek and whipped around to go back to your table. You looked back for a split second to see Michael standing there smiling. You say back down and started to tell your friends all about the little smooch they just witnessed.
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i feel like the bottom is so empty w/o an authors note so im just going so hey
so hey
-morgan
