It was a mere 15 minute trip to Ammerdale High, but it felt like hours to me. Chris was on my mind, and he wouldn't come out. I couldn't stop thinking about him, even small memories of us even talking brought a smile to my acne covered face. But sure enough, we were soon at school and we all tumbled off the bus, the driver complaining about us "having no manners" and so on. I readjusted my bag on my back, regretting the day I had ever bought the now child-like peach bag, and as confidently as I could, I walked into school with Rose.
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Unspoken Desires
RomanceThis is a story I'm writing with @yourworshipfulnesss, we are taking it in turns to write :)
