When ever the writing is like this the charecter is thinking and right now its Desiree
Desiree POV
I dont even know what hit me. But the next thing I know I feel these really strong arms holding me inches from the floor. I hear a male voice. Then come back and see a fine ass boy holding me only inches from his face saying..
??: Are you ok? Im sorry i didnt mean to knock you down like that.
I didnt know what to do but went to pick up my backpack and my things that fell to the floor...Im thinking speak Desiree speak. He's talking to you
Im picking them up and he goes down to help me. He hands me my Prob&Stats book. Our hands touch and i look down and i notice this tatoo trailing up his arm. I want to ask him about it but dont want to seem nosy.
???: Are you ok?
Desiree: yea im fine. thanks
*Gets up together*
I look up and see him looking down on me. I never felt short but damn he is tall. He smells to damn good and looks too damn good. Where the hell did he come from.
???: Whats your name ma
Damn he even talks sexy as f/ck
Desiree: Desiree and you?
???: Dante
Desiree: Do you live around here i've never seen?
Dante: Yea but i just moved so im kind of lost.
Desiree: Oh well, we can walk back to my house and let me drop off my stuff and we can look for your house
Dante: Ok thanks
Whats going to happen at Desiree's house ????
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The boy next door
Teen FictionIntro: This is my first time writing a kinda real story so tell me what you think..dont hold back So Desiree Beauvoir lives in a pretty protected life. And just till recently she has realized that this is not the life she wants to live.... Of cours...
