"Eliza, you know I like you a lot, why won't you go on a date with me?" The teenage boy says to the teenage girl.
"Because you're a player Dante, we both know that," The teenage girl says and slams her locker closed.
"I used to okay, I am different now," The boy says.
"I don't believe you," The girl says, "You'll play me like your violin"
The girl stands up and puts on her backpack in one swift motion. She glares at Dante with fierce eyes and a burnt out heart. She goes to walk away, but Dante grabs her wrist.
"Please Ellie, Ellie pouh, my sweet Ellie, my one, and only Ellie," He says to her.
She rips her wrists away from him and walks down the hall quickly, leaving Dante to fend for himself.
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Short Stories!
Short StoryCover by @withjejide!! This is a collection of short stories by me! If I have a friend who wrote it I will tag them in it! If you have any suggestions, please tell me! I am always happy to write some more!
