"We practically have the same music taste! He's perfect for me!" I gushed to Dina when I got to school. Dina quirked an eyebrow and then rolled her eyes at my exaggeration.
"What?" I questioned, feigning offence.
"Have you even had a proper conversation with him? What if he's against, I don't know, against black lives matter or something?" She exclaimed.
"Jacob isn't like that." I murmured in his defence and she looked at me as though I'd grown 3 heads. I was thankful for when the bell rang, because Dina's questioning made me anxious.
Why couldn't me and my fake boyfriend just be left alone?
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The Consequences of Chance Meetings
NouvellesThey first met at a bus stop, completely by accident. The few stolen glances slowly snowballed into brief conversations which slowly bloomed into something more. They never were supposed to fall for one another, but that boy somehow melted her ice w...
