I have moved so much in my life. I have never had much time for a girl friend. When I move hear everyone told me to steer clear of a girl her name was Ivory, or at least I thinck so. My face was red no matter what I did.
The only place I was with the girl named Ivory was gym she would occasionally stare at me. Don't know why was she interested in me. She did not seem that bad she was in her gym clothes so I never saw her casually clothes. The Gym teacher blow his whistle. Which means run like hell for your things.
But the Ivory girl grabbed my arm I was trying to tell her wait a second I need water. But she gave no shits and draged me into the girls bathrooms she did what a man would do in a romance novel I stayed there stunned. The woman kissed, me she was, KISSING ME! She was trap kissing. I'm not a woman though. I'm not going to stand woman's Pose. So I picked her up and placed her against the wall and started to take the lead.
She was hugging me so tightly. I wonder if she has troubles or something but I think it is my place to speak.
I open my eye we were staring eye to eye and I backed away she look so sad. But I heard the storming of the hall ways and I ran for my things
I hope no one saw.
