The notebook| grayson dolan (DISCONTINUED)

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D I L L O N

groaning as my alarm started screaming to life, causing me to wake up.

"shut up," i muffled into my pillow, that currently had drool on it, and i moved my arm out from under my blankets, hitting the button on the alarm, causing the room to fall silent.

i smiled lightly, just because that stupid alarm was quiet.

sighing, as i remembered that today was monday, "fucking fantastic," i muttered to myself, sitting up, looking around the plain, subtle room.

managing to move my body out of bed, i plant my feet on the ground walking into my bathroom, and begin to pull my clothes off, throwing them on the ground.

i turn the knob inside the shower, as the water started to spritz out of the shower head, until more water comes out, and at a faster pace.

i take a quite quick shower, a shorter one then my normal ones, and hop out, wrapping the damp towel, i had from my shower the other day, because i was too lazy to wash it.

walking out of the bathroom, i get dressed into a crop top, long sleeve, black white striped shirt, and some lightly bleached jeans.

i do my regular make up routine quickly, then finish grabbing my white Adidas shoes, slipping them on.

"Dillon are you ready, the bus is gonna be here in a minute!" my mother yells from downstairs, as i roll my eyes,"yes mom," i reply in a mutter, taking my backpack off the floor, from when i threw it on the ground on friday once i got home.

walking out of my room, i shut my door and lock it, making my way down the stairs, grabbing an apple out of the bowl in the kitchen and run outside, leaving my mom to shut the front door for me.

"fuckkkkkk," i groan, as i see the bus drive past my house, and i throw my apple at the cement;being riled. "god dammit, now i don't have breakfast," i groused, sighing putting my backpack over my shoulder, and started walking to school.

(27 minutes later)

i get to the front doors of the school, pulling one open, and walk inside, seeing class had already started,"wow like my wonderful fucking day couldn't get any better," i fake a smile, going to my locker, putting my backpack away, keeping my binder, and english book.

i walk to class, opening the door, when all heads of the other students turn towards me."what never seen someone late to class before?" i ask annoyed, rolling my eyes, going to my desk, placing myself in the seat.

"you're late miss. revern," mr. dolan states, moving his eyes from the white board to me.

"no shit," i smile at him, giving him an 'what are you stupid' look.

"i don't appreciate the attitude dillon, please change it, and maybe change your schedule on coming in late to class, or i'll change your schedule for you except it'll be you coming in late to detention," he smiled back.

i roll my eyes, grabbing my notebook out of my binder, that i had always kept it in.

opening it up, i began writing down things, i wished for mr. dolan to do to me. yes it seems like i hated him, but to be honest, how could anyone hate him, i mean look at him. he's a hot mother fucker.

3/16/16

oh mr. dolan how dearly i want you to just fuck me over and over

ti'll im so sore, and i can't walk for weeks or months i want you to

finger me, and pump your fingers up and down until i cum all over

them, and watch you lick it all up. god mr. dolan just let me

pleasure you, and wrap my lips around your big dick, until you

reach your high, and release in my mouth, as i swallow it all. i want

him to fuck my pussy. i just want to fuck my english teacher

i close my notebook as i started getting a bit horny, and stuff it back inside my binder. setting it down on the ground beside my desk.

(33 minutes later)

the bell rang as i picked up my english book, and binder, not realizing my notebook fell out. i started shoving my papers into my english book, not caring if they were crumpled or not. i finish grabbing my stuff, keeping them against my chest walking out, and to my next class.

G R A Y S O N

i watch dillon walk out, until in the corner of my eye i see a small notebook, lying on the ground, knowing it wasn't there earlier.

walking over to it, i lean down picking it up, seeing it said, "Dillon Revern" on the front of it.

knowing i should just put it on my desk and hand it to her tomorrow, i dont but instead open it, being curious and started reading this young girls notebook.

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Okay I hope you liked it, this chapter is probably sucky, and im sorry it took a couple days but ehhh i tried lmao. anyways vote, comment or do neither. i'll try to update tomorrow, but there most likely probably won't be one tomorrow, cause im lazy af, but hey i'll try 😂.

goodbyee now

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