Meet Rose Johnson, she is a normal 17 year old girl. She lives with her mom, dad and her 10 year old little sister.
Rose has friends but she doesn't go to a very good school, South Shore. In her school its full with drama, drugs, sex and thugs. She...
I woke up to the sun shining on my face. I felt a body next to me. I looked to see it was Christopher. Last night seems blurry. I kinda remembered what happened. I got up slowly and put on my clothes. I left the room. I went downstairs to see people past out of the couch.
I found a taxi outside and took it home. I checked the time and it was 5:23 am.
I was home now and I walked to front door nobody was there. I made my way upstairs. I took a nice room shower. So much stuff was on my mind. How last night felt. Oh my good I wished it never ended.
After I took a 25 minutes shower I got out and dried up. I put on some gray sweats a gray shirt.
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I put on my gray socks and my hair into a messy bun. I locked my room door and went under my covers. I laid there thinking of him.
************** I woke to someone tapping my cheek.
"Hmm" I said blinking repeatedly for my to adjust to the lights. I looked at the person.
"Christopher?" I said.
"Yeahh," he replied. The butterflies were there again.
"How you got in?" I asked him.
"Windows were open." He replied I looked at the window trying to avoid eye contact.
"Oh," I said trying not to look at him. It was quite, I was still looking at the window. I felt his eyes burning a while three me. I didn't want to turn around and face him. But I felt a urge to. So I did. And when I turned around he gave me a smile.
"What?" I chuckled looking down.
"Nothing, I just wanna stay here with you." He said, now the butterflies are going wild.
"Okay" I said softly. He took of his shirt and shoes and came under the covers with me.
