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Lux Callaghan is set on to prove to the people in her school that are blindly in love with Aaron Reeves that bad boys aren't romantic.
Aaron Reeves is set on to prove Lux wrong.
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#2 in Humor on 02/04/2022
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"Mr. Reeves, what the hell is this?"
I don't even have to turn around to know exactly who it is. If there is one person who dislikes Aaron Reeves more than me then that would be Mr. Chavez, the algebra teacher.
As far I can remember Aaron would always get in trouble with Mr. Chavez way back since freshman year. And even know, when Aaron isn't even his student, you can still hear Mr. Chavez giving him detention in the hallway.
"Goddammit Omar," Aaron says angrily under his breath.
We lock eyes for a split second before he looks back at Mr. Chavez, who is making his way over to us.
Suddenly Aaron smacks the bundle of roses and grabs tight to my hand.
"Let's go," he says.
"What? No!" I say and pull back from his hold although not hard enough for my hand to slip away from his.
He glares at me for a brief second. Grips my hand tighter, hides his dick with his other hand and pulls me as we start running towards a bright red car.
"Hurry up," a guy in the passenger seat yells as he opens the door in the back.
Aaron and I run and he pulls me inside with him.
"Woo-hoo!" the guy in the passenger seat yells. He lvhs a big hearty laugh as the girl who is in the driver's seat passes Aaron a pair of clothes.
"Where's Omar?" Aaron questions as he throws on a shirt. "He was supposed to make sure no faculty was gonna see."
"There he is," the girl responds as she hits the accelerator and almost runs over a kid who I'm guessing is Omar because he gets in the car.
"That was so much fucking fun," says Omar.
"Hell yeah it was," responds the guy in the front and they hi-five. The girl driving maneuvers her way out of the parking lot and to God knows where.
"Um," I say, "Where are we going?"
"Oh shit, you brought her?" says Omar.
Aaron glares at him as he stands--kind of because how the hell can you stand in a car--and puts on sweatpants. I don't fail to notice he's still not wearing boxers but don't mention because it is not important to me at the moment. Once he's dressed he puts on his seatbelt and motions for Omar to do so as well in which he just brushes him off.
"Of course I brought her dickhead," Aaron finally responds. "You were supposed to make sure no teachers were gonna be outside but of course out of everyone fucking Mr. Chavez was out there and I had to run for it."
"Listen I was taking care of it but then I saw Mrs. Murphy and damn if it weren't because she was ten years older than me then I swear she'd so dig me."
"You're disgusting," says the girl who's driving.
"Anyways by the time I saw Mr. Chavez walking out of the building it was far too late. But that still doesn't explain why you brought her. You could've just made a run for it on your own." Omar adds.
