My Name Is Bronx

Bronx

^^Bronx in mm^^

Hey guys I'm Bronx Daline Alli. I'm 17 years old and single, I never do well in relationships because I second guess everything. I have developed trust issues and unfortunately PTSD, for a guy like me you would've never thought. Well stop assuming and get the real facts.

I have a slight crush on Andi, people call him bull because he's a beast at football, no joke. He make look all soft with his swag, but trust me he's tough as can be, his sleeved tattoos make him look very good.

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I walk into school wearing jeans, my red tim's, a black polo shirt, an my backpack. I walk into my first class which is culture. I'm usually the first person inside the room so I sit down and get on Snapchat.

Ring ring ring

As soon as the bell rung people scrambled to their classes. Soon my class full an the teacher walked in.

"Good morning, now today we won't work but get to know one another."

She passed out index cards.

"These cards have a name on them, you have to find that person an he or she will be your class buddy, alright."

Once we got our cards I was shocked when I saw the name on it.

'Andi Runn' I thought to myself. Oh my gosh how am I gonna talk to him.
I got up with my backpack an phone  with me, I sat across from him. He slouched a little showing his tattoos on his well tanned arms.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"I'm Bronx Alli, you."

"Cool, I'm Andi runn."

"Do you play on the football team."

"Yeah, for some time now actually."

"Cool, I don't really like doing sports."

"Well for a pretty guy like yourself, you wouldn't need to."

"What do you mean."

"Like your to perfect to do anything that physical, but I guess you get all the girls huh?."

"Nah, they want me but I'm not into girls."

"Your gay."

"Yup." I said popping the 'p'

"Well then, your proud of it."

"Of course, I love me. What's your gender preference."

"Uh, I'd rather not say."

"You don't have to if you don't want to, I'm not gonna force it."

"Thanks."

The bell rung an we went our separate ways to our classes.
With that little conversation we had, has me in the site looks I was high. I just can't wait to see him again.

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I walk outside to my BMW and notice Andi.
"Yo."

"Wassup." Dabbing me up.

"I was bout to hit home but, when's the football game."

"Tonight. Are you gonna come." Giving me that sweet look.