"I can't believe we actually have two classes together!" Laur gushed "You're gonna love, love, love, Ap chem, a little warning though the tests are really hard and you're probably gonna fail a lot of them, but it'll get easier once you get used to Mrs. Birman. I promise."
"I'll quote you on that."
"And your last class is chorus?" Laur pulled the paper away from her face and looked at me her eyebrows scrunched together "You sing?"
"Please, I'm a horrible singer are you sure I have that class?"
"Yeah look right here." Laur placed the paper down into my view and pointed to the words on the paper "Right there."
"Oh no." I mumbled "I have to get out of there."
"You probably can't it's already late in the year and they just put you where they had an opening."
"Dammit." I cursed
"Yeah—shoot!" Laur exclaimed "I have to get to geography, the chorus classroom is right there I'll see you in Math!"
"Bye!" I shouted after her, as I stepped into the chorus room my eyes fell upon all the unfamiliar faces well except for one
Shawn.
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Fuck Boy ➳ S.M.
Teen Fiction"that's the thing about falling in love with a fuck boy you know they're going to fuck you over eventually you just don't know when."
