*Reagan.*
I walked out of the classroom in a daze. Who would want to know if I was a trouble maker or not? That’s weird. No one has even said I was trouble before… at least not that I know of.
“Reagan, wait up!” Jordan yelled to me. Did I mention I’m still mad at him?
“Why should I?” I asked him rudely.
“Because you’re supposed to show me around dur.” He answered with a smirk.
“I’m not stupid, I know you know where your classes are.” I answered back. His smirk fell and he had a disbelieving look on his face.
“How the hell did you know that?!” He asked very confused. Confusion looked cute on him. WAIT, REAGAN, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING???!!!!
“I got my ways.” I smirked and then walked off leaving him in the middle of the hallway staring dumbfounded.
“Hello?” I asked answering my cell phone. School had let out 2 hours ago.
“Hello Reagan?” A male’s voice asked me.
“This is her, why might she be talking about?”
“Talk about yourself in third person a lot?” The male asked. I could hear a smirk in his voice.
“Actually yeah.” I answered sarcastically. “Who are you?”
“I’m from your school, and you seem to hate me a lot.”
“Hm… Is this Caden playing a prank on me?” I asked.
“No… who is Caden?”
“My best guy friend. Hm… Jordan then?”
“Damn it.” I heard him mutter.
“What do you want?”
“Just to call and see if you want to hang out?” He asked.
“How the hell did you get my number?” I asked getting mad.
“I err, don’t worry about it. But will you go on a date with me?”
And with that being said, I hung up on the buttface.
***SORRY. I’ve been moving and trying to write for like a few days now!! Sorry for the shortness. I"ll have a longer chapter up soon! :D
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FantasyMeet Reagan. Reagan is your average girl. She’s 5’6, with dyed Red hair that reaches to her shoulders. She has brown eyes that look like they are muddy when in the sun. She’s not fat, but she’s not a twig, so she’s average. Everyone at her school do...
