Love Struck: Loving a Thug

Love Struck: Loving a Thug [2]

   I Have Been In My Classes So Far With DeJon. How The Tf Did This Happen. We Were In 4th Period. I Was Listening To Mrs.McCord. She Was The Language Arts Teacher And The Coolest One So Far.

   " Psssst." Someone Handed Me A Note.

Note:

        

            Hey Beautiful. I Really Miss You And I Want Things To Work Out This Time Between Me And You. I Know I Acted Like It But I Haven't Lost None Of My Feelings For You. I Know What I Did Was Foul But At The Time I Wanted To Hurt You Like You Hurt Me. Yeah You Hurt Me Too. I Really Want To Be More Than Friends. I Miss You. Meet Me In Room 4125 In 10 So We Can Talk :^)

                                        -DeJon

End Note:

    I Know Where The Room Was. That Was The Teacher Storage Room. That's Where All The Broken Desk, Chairs And Etc Go. The Don't Use It During The School Year. There Was No Need For It.

I Looked At The Clock. I Got A Pass From Mrs.McCord To The 'Bathroom' . I Was Walking To The Room I Heard Someone Coming So I Put My Head Down. They Were Closer than I Thought Cause I Bumped Right Into Them And My Glasses fell Off In The Process. Shit.! I Thought To Myself. I Hope My Glasses Weren't Broke.

      " Oh Shit.!  Mami My Bad.!" A Sexy Ass Voice Snapped Me Out Of My Thoughts. I Looked Up To See A Fine Ass White Boy Standing In Front Of Me. He Was At Least 6'3. He Had The Prettiest Eyes, They Were A Mixture Of Green, Grey And Hazel. Short Brown Hair, Long Eyelashes And Pink Lips. Not To Mention He Had A Dark Tan With Tattoos And His Swagg Game Was On Point. He Wore Some Bright Red Skinny Jeans With Gold Chains Hanging From The Pockets, Versace Shirt With One Gold Chain Around His Neck. He Had A Gold Rolex. And Some Black And Gold Jordans. Its Like He Was Sent From God Himself.