Chapter 18

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Alex's P.O.V

It's Monday today, which means school. Robert drove me home yesterday so I could get more clothes then took me back to the dorms. I spent the whole weekend with him, it was amazing. And I already miss him.

I was getting ready for school when I heard a knock on my door. I open the door slightly, because I was nearly naked, to see Andrea standing there. She opened the door all the way and walked in.

"Dude where the fuck have you been all weekend? I tried calling you like five billion times," she looked at me with worry in her eyes. Then she looked at my hickey covered neck. "Wait, were you with a guy?"

I started blushing and looked at my feet. Andrea started squeaking and jumping up and down. "Oh my god, you're such a ho! Who was it!?"

"I can't tell you!" I giggled as she pulled me to my bed, sitting down.

"Oh my god," she stared at me with her mouth wide open. "Are you fucking your principal?"

"What?!" I screamed at her. "I would never do such a thing!"

"You liar! I knew it, you little ho!" She started to laugh, falling to the floor. She looked me in the eye, holding in her laughs and asked, "So is he any good?"

"Oh my fucking god, I'm not fucking my principal!" I looked at her like she was crazy, even though I am fucking my principal.

"I know when you're lying Alex. Just tell me the truth and I'll drop it. I'm not going to go running to the cops." She said, getting up from the floor and standing in front of me. She looked at me with a bored expression. I know she won't tell anyone I just don't want her to give me shit about it.

"Fine, I'm fucking my principal. But I don't want to hear a fucking peep come out of that big mouth of yours." I give her a serious look. She nods and sits down on the other bed in my room.

I lay down, looking up at the ceiling. I look over at my best friend of 10 years, thinking back to all the times we were there for each other over the years.

"I think I'm falling in love with him." I whisper over to my best friend. She looks at me with a saddened face.

"I'm sorry bes frien."

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How many chapters should I write? Should I do a sequel? Please comment your opinion! Sorry for such a short chapter. Thank you ☺

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