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I woke up this morning with an excruciating headache. When i finished my breakfast, i took an Advil with some water. I remembered that it was Friday, so i decided to dress down as usual. I wore Black and gray high-top Nike sneakers, with black fitted jeans, a blue tank-top and a light leather jacket. The weather has been up and down lately, so i decided to bring a black and white scarf. I looked in the mirror and adjusted myself properly.
As i stepped out the door, i got blasted with cold. My prediction was correct, so i zipped up my jacket and tightened my scarf. When i Got in school i took off the scarf and stuffed it in my jacket pocket. As i turned the corner to the lunch room i saw Michael sweet smile. He wasn't smiling at me, he didn't even notice me yet. But that didn't matter. It was a big smile, a smile that put me in a better mood.
"Good morning." I sang. I could tell it was going to be a great day, so my mood reflected it. Michael picked up on my good vibe and responded with a beautiful smile.
"Woa!" I suppose he was referring to my outfit because he looked me up and down. "You look sexy as fuck!" He wore a sexy half-smirk, as those words of lust leaped out of his mouth. My stomach quivered, and my lips shivered with excitement. His words shook my body with whatever he said. I looked around to see if anybody caught that, but no one seemed to acknowledge it. Did he really just get away with it? Or has he done this so often that no one cares anymore? Well, if it was a repetitive thing, it would explain home room the other day.
He was dresses up as well. He had a smile, yet handsome sense of style. He wore a red Hollister shirt with blue sleeves, and blue Hollister sweat pants, and sneakers that matched the rest of the look.
What made it an especially great morning is that Dion was absent, so there wasn't going to be anyone shitting on my day.
As we were walking upstairs, i got a as i squeeze on my right ass cheek, and heard Michael breathe in sharply through his teeth. I stopped in my tracks, and turned back and gave him the look of death. He gave me a big smile, batted his eyes, and put his hands up as if he was innocent. I continued up the stairs, and when i looked to my left, i see Michael walking beside me with that same sexy smirk of his. He glances at me and continues up the stairs. I enter the hallway of our floor and feel a blast of cool air, which was the same moment that i found out that i was bushing heavily. In the middle of math class, i was getting frustrated at the assignment, especially since math was the opposite of my strong suit. I caught a mini tantrum, and i guess Michael noticed, so he walked over to me.
"He you need help?" He sounded upbeat, so i accepted his help.
"Yeah, i do. Can you help me with number three? I'm stuck." He bent forward, so his face was right next to mine. He focused on the math problem.
"Oh this one is simple. Did you multiply both variables by 3?" I saw my mistake, and felt a little stupid.
"Ahh! Thanks so much." His cheek touched mine, as he looked at me, that same sexual smirk grew back onto his face. He moved to the side of my face, and nibbled on my ear and gave it a tiny lick. Electricity zoomed through my whole neck, and i closed my eyes in order to fathom the shivers he gave me.
"Your welcome sexy. By the way, you have a nice, firm ass." He whispered. My heart pulsed, and i slammed my head onto the desk, wondering why the hell no one noticed. I theorized that Michael might be some type of ninja, and had the ability of selective visibility. So, only i would be able to see him. During lunch, Michael got a headache, and i wanted to help him. I thought that it would help to get him some water.
"Here." I handed him the water and he looked in pain, so i felt really bad. I sat down next to him, and he rested his head on my shoulder, and he put his hand on my lap. As he sipped the water, i massaged his forehead to help. Suddenly, one of the girls in our class showed up and kind of caught us.
"Oh my god! You two are so cute together! You make a great couple!" My blush was vicious, and very stunned.
"Aaaahhhh shut the fuuuuk uuuppp!!!" I hissed. I lloked to Michael, and all he did was laugh. He looked to me and gave me a wink.
Outside, michael didnt play football. His headache got a little worse, so i had to take care of him. We sat down on the bleachers together and listened to music off of my iPod. It was a bit sunny, with a cool breeze, and i guess Michael noticed my curly hair, because he agan playing with it. My hair was long enough to form a small afro, with curls in it.
"Your hair is curly. I like it. Allot." The wind blew, and i felt my hair flow with it. I blushed as he twirled my hair with his finger. Then, this song called 'Same Love' by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis came on.
"Oh my god i love this song." The song talked about gay rights, and how straight love, and gay love, are the same.
Through out this whole day, Michael has been sending me strong messages, and i've been loving each second of them.
Later on that day, he text me.
Michael: Hey q-t ;)
Me: Lol hi
Michael: You looked really stylish today
Me: Thanks, i try ;D lol
Michael: lmfao
Me: So any luck on this person you have feelings for?
(I almost forgot about her. Remembering her reminded me that Mciahel's 100% straight. And so am I. But my subcontious pointed out all of those feelings i got earlier. I pushed that thought away, and focused on the girl.)
Michael: Well, I've been talking with this person a little more, and my feelings have only gotten stronger.
Me: And you're sure that these feelings are what you say they are?
Michael: Yeah, i think so. Probably need more time to think about it.
Me: Sure, sounds like a good idea.
Michael: Well ill text you later.
Me: Okay bye
Michael: Byyyeeeee :*
Im glad my grandma didn't catch that. It would've been quite the conversation. I put my phone to charge, and took a nap.
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