So...that talk wasn't all bs. He was most definitely a FUCKBOY! Ok, now I'm not typically your judgey, bitchy, well...bitch. But he was obviously a player. But God Damn...
He was walking down these school hallways like a senior who was captain of the football team and the principal's son. But, he was neither. He was a Senior on the first day of school who just happened to be really really really hot. That's all. Average.
Girls were leaning against their lockers in awe. It was unbelievable. Girls really, for some actual reason, fell at his feet. I just turned back around (maybe a little to quick to be smooth) to finish gathering my things before class started. That's when I heard gasps in my direction and warm hands on my hips. I tried to shove them off quickly knowing whose they were.
"Jack, Jack Avery...babe" he said mysteriously.
Then the hands were thankfully but unsatisfactorily gone from my body. I turned around but he was already halfway down the hall. I had a feeling he was mentally smirking to himself at how easily my reaction had given in. I face palmed myself, literally. Dumb move.
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