Chapter 2

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This is pink_burrito_1 on K's account so.... Yeah.....

Parker 7th grade

"That wasn't right." I mutter under my breath, Josh could be a bit cruel but not on purpose. He was a sweet guy, he got girls but never really showed interest in them. Josh smiles and nudges me,

"It got us seats..."

I roll my eyes and take out my phone, hiding it under the table I begin texting my female friend in science.

Me: Hey

Her: Hey to you too...

Me: Soooo what's up?

Her: *facepalm* What do you think?

Me: ...

Her: Well whatever.... How's it going with Josh?

Me: What?

Her: Well I heard Josh and you got in a fight...

Me: Well....

Josh and I got in a huge fight because he didn't like that I was texting so many people other than him, silly but true.

Me: It's better now

Her: Good 😊

Me: Yeah, I guess...

I usually attempt to keep my opinions at a minimum and stay under the radar when it comes to my hidden intelligence, every once and a while I let it slip. Like in English when I read aloud an essay I worked on and everybody just sat amazed. I don't like that kind of attention but some people catch on yet don't mention it.

Her: You big dummy 😜

No.... She's flirting I think, I guess I flirt with girls but eh.... Just haven't found one that catches my interest yet. Or ever, I chuckle darkly in my mind and try to stay calm. I'll just go with it though I don't really think I'm even attracted to her,

Me: You better believe it 😘

Her: You wanna see something?

Me: What?

Then a picture of something that almost made me lose my lunch, it was a panty shot of her, her white panties fresh and new. I instantly delete the picture and respond,

Me: Awe you 😋

Her: You like what you see?

No...

Me: Yes baby...

Josh looks over my shoulder and reads a couple texts before grabbing my phone from my hands, he types a few things in rage and slams it back into my lap. I quickly look down and read what he texted her.

No. I don't like it. Don't text me again.

I look over at Josh to see his normally sweet face turned cold and bitter.

After math class I quickly pack up my stuff and go to my locker panicking, why was Josh so strict at times? I sigh and put my stuff in my locker, I feel a Tap on my shoulder and I turn around to see Josh with a sweet expression on his face.

"What do you want Josh?"


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