The Cute Boy

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When I was walking down the street to school I saw this ridiculously cute boy. He offered me a ride to school. He was older. I am only fifteen and he looks about seventeen years old.

 He says to me " Hey ! I saw you walking and was wondering if you need a ride? "

 I said back , " So you expect me to get in the car with some dude that doesn't even introduce himself? " 

"Oh I'm sorry I'm Jordan but, most people call me King". 

"So what about that ride?" he asked.

" Sure it would be nice" I said back. 

For the car ride it was silent but we get to school and I go to the office to get my schedule. Turns out he will be showing me around the new school. Thoughts are running through my head. 

How old is he? He is so cute! Does he have a girlfriend? OMG! 

Can this stop? I don't need  boyfriend.

 At school, he starts showing me to my first period and turns out we have the same first , second, third, seventh , and lunch. So, after first period he gets in the hall and tried to slip something  in my pocket. I grabbed his arm and said ¨What are you doing?¨

¨Its my number call me sum time¨

We get to lunch and I meet this girl she is really friendly. Her name is Angie. 

(Later)

The bell rings at the end of seventh period.  Oh lord here comes King. 

¨Heyy! You needa ride home Baby Girl?¨ 

¨Sure King why not? Who was you talking to when you said Baby Girl¨

¨You'll see."

He drops me off home and gets my number out my phone. Later, that night he calls my phone and we fall asleep otp talking. 

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