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"There goes Michelle!" One of the tall, muscular guys snickered, two others high-fived each other at their friends stupid nickname for me.
By now I was used to their idiotic name calling and insults, but they still stung. I averted my gaze away from them and continued walking to my next class, quickening my pace a little.
"Hey, you're Michael, yeah?" I turned to where the sweet feminine voice came from, only to see one of the most beautiful girls I've ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes upon. Her name was Layla Thompson.
"Uh, y-yeah?" I mentally slapped myself, not only for stuttering, but I managed to make it sound like a question. Layla let out a melodious giggle that made my heart skip a beat.
"We don't have any classes together, but I heard what those guys where saying, they can be real dicks sometimes. So I came to walk and talk to you, is that alright?"
My heart rate quickened, why would she want to talk to me?
I wiped my clammy hands on my jean clad thighs and flashed her a smile.
"Yeah, sure." I nonchalantly replied.
"Cool." Layla responded, we walked on a comfortable silence until I reached my classroom.
"I'll see you at lunch!" She called over we shoulder, as she blended into the growing crowd of students.
"Yeah, see you later." I mumbled to myself, as the bell, signalling that class is about to start, rang.
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||a/n|| Sorry this is kinda short but every second chapter is one of his flash backs of him and Layla, the other chapters are him talking to his therapist if ya catch ma drift.
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