the love handbook ➸ m.e

01

advice #1: compliment her. whatever you want to compliment her on. however, it would be special if you complimented her on something not rather about her looks. it would seem as if you have more insight about her if you compliment her inside.

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let's get this started, bitches

"dylan left you a what?" replied shawn, matt's best friend, after matt attempted explaining the love handbook.

"i already explained it, fucktard," matt rolled his eyes because of shawn's annoyance, "a love handbook, actually the love handbook."

"what does that mean?" shrugs shawn, he could use the handbook himself, after all, his love life was practically nonexisent.

"it means that after twenty-five simple tips, i will have adria begging to have me as her boyfriend," matt smirks.

speaking of adria, she walked down the hall. her dark brown curls bounced on her chest, as she hugged her chemistry book tightly. she looked gorgeous; even though she had bags under her eyes and was in no way trying to hide them away. matt had learned, after years of being adria's best friend, that she despised makeup. she thought that to showcase her beauty she was in no need to put on layers of artificial pigments on her face.

"shawn, i will catch up with you later," matt says, briskly walking down the hall until he stands right beside her, walking alongside adria herself.

"hey!" adria says, showcasing her bright smile towards matt.

"hey, adria," matt replies, "what's good?"

"miley," smirks adria, of course, basically quoting the love of her life, nicki minaj.

"haha that joke is so not overused," matt replies in a sarcastic manner, which provokes adria to punch him on the shoulder with, purposrfully, not much strength, "ouch, meanie!" exclaims matt in a childish way.

"aw, i'm sorry," adria puts her lips, going along with matt's small game, "do you want me to go get your mommy, so she makes you feel better?"

"you can make me feel better, mami," matt replies, and they both laugh hysterically at once. sexual jokes and sexual tension and sexual conversations always had a big role in their friendship.

"ew, matt, you're gross!" in this weird sex talks matt and adria always had, matt was supposed to be a perv and adria was supposed to be disgusted by him. although the thoughts of hooking up with matt didn't bother adria at all ((in fact she had maybe daydreamt about it a couple of times)), she still had to pretend to be grossed out by him during anothet of their little games.

"i will not gross you out in bed," he procceeds with the game, coming up with more ridiculous statements each time, "i will make you moan."

"shutting down that offer," she smiles, gearing towards her first period classroom aka chemistry aka hell.

adria turns around, but matt briskly turns her back to face him when he pulls her wrist. she is extremely confused by this action because her relationship with matt is based upon games in which they tease each other, and not physical touch. in fact, they rarely hug or kiss each other on the cheek or cuddle.

"i had a kind of epiphany today," says matt, and adria nods, "my self-realization is that i couldn't live without you. and i wanted to tell you that you inspire me to be a better person. and that your ideas, which are obviously amazing, are important for the world. you have a beautiful inside, adria."

adria's cheeks burned in flames at matt's not-so-cliché compliments, but she sways her curls to her cheeks, and matt doesn't notice her blush, "thank you, matt," she smiles.

adria turns back around, entering her chemistry classroom. matt is left alone in the empty hallway, he smiles.

step one, done.

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wc: 633
d8: 11-7-15

tbh this is gonna be a short story ((25 chapters)) and short chapters (-: just a sweet lil treat!!

luv u all

XX-NAT