Okay, no ones requested anything yet but I'm determined to get some votes and comments. So pleaseeeeeeee vote and comment on my books. You'll be my new favorite WattPad person. 😘
Anyways, here's the story! 😏
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You're excited. It's the last day of your senior year in high school.
You're wearing your favorite dress, a sleeveless navy blue dress with a collar and the skirt part drops and gathers at your waist. The dress comes right above your knees. Your shoes are gold sandals with a navy blue accent. Your hair falls down your back and tumbles down in waves to your mid back and curls at the ends.
Once you get a look you're satisfied with, you turn and rush downstairs for a Toaster Strudel and a glass of milk. You bite into the warm, flaky pastry that tastes of strawberries. You swallow a bit of milk to wash it all down.
You run out the door and climb into your black Corolla. You start the engine and leave your paved driveway.
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"My boo, Mattchu!" You exclaim.
Matt runs towards you and pulls you into a hug. You tilt your chin higher and lower his head and you share a long, soft kiss.
You pull away and grab his hand. "C'mon, homeroom's gonna start in ten minutes!"
Matt pulls his lip down into a fake pout. "But y/n! I thought you loved me enough to skip school and have a good make out session."
You tug on his hand. "Matt, today is our last day in high school. It's not a good day to cut classes. Let's go! I swear, I'll treat you after school today."
Matt's pout turns into a warm smile that melts your heart every time. "Fine. Let's go to evil Ms. Ohart's class for the last time."
You hold hands down the hallway and to Ms. Ohart's class. You and Matt sit together in the right side of the room, where she can't see you secretly sharing kisses and texts.
Right when you and Matt break your handhold, the bell rings.
"Class! Graduation practice is today! We won't be in class most of the day. Please bring all your possessions. Let's not kiss at the practice." Ms. Ohart glares at Matt and you.
You blush and Matt gives a winning grin. The class laughs.
Everyone goes out the door. You have to wait about 10 minutes for Ms. Ohart to finish her call to all the other teacher, because she's always been the most puzzled and clueless teacher you've ever had.
"We have 10 minutes until Ms. Oh Hi gets out here. Let me treat you now." You smirk.
Matt smiles and pushes you against the wall. His lips hit yours and your lips fit perfectly like puzzle pieces. Everything all of a sudden feels perfect. Matthew Lee Espinosa and y/f/n (your full name).
You grab his head and allow him to tease your mouth with his tongue. You hear your fellow classmates shouting, "Y'all get a room!" and "Get em, Matt." But all you focus on is the warm sensation Matt leaves from touching your mouth with his tongue.
You even lose track of time. Because, well oh well, there's Ms. Ohart, standing in front of you with her hands on her hips.
"Y/n! Matthew! You've gotta be kidding! Get a room! You teenagers and your hormones are too much."
Everyone doubles over in laughter while you turn into a tomato and Matthew holds your hand and narrows his eyes at evil Ms. Ohart.
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Ahaha I wanted to write a story with that type of ending.
I want to shoutout 2 really great books so no need to read this but I really recommend reading ajk234's Magcon Imagines (my inspiration) and Kaitlynn_Caniff's book, Good Girl, which is a Taylor Caniff fanfic.
Taylor is like one of my favorites, but obviously my favorite is Cameron.❤️ hoped you liked this chapter! Love ya guys! ☁️😘
