mackenzie ziegler
8:30 am
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"These bloody hallways." I murmured to myself.
Everyone treads on me; I can't help the fact that I'm hardly 5'0! Standing on my tippy-toes, I twisted the lock on my locker. It wouldn't budge.
"Fuck!" I pinched the bridge of my nose softly. All of an abrupt, a boy swiftly budged the lock off and opened it.
"Hayden. Hayden Summerall." The towering, taller boy whispered breathily. The warmth of his breath hit the apple of my cheeks. He was analysing the flow of my arm leaning against the now unlocked locker.
"Mackenzie Ziegler" I greeted. My eyes fluttered; later were lost in his hazel orbs. He flashed a crooked grin and gave me his number.
"Call me." he mouthed; then proceeding to roam off. I felt my face flush from his proximity. I shook it off and shifted to class.
"Late; that's detention." the teacher grumbled. I moaned begrudgingly. I felt Johnny's eyes burn through my back. He then motioned me over. Reluctantly, I trudged over and took a seat.
"Detention; nice one Sunshine." That stupid nickname. He'd be the death of me.
"Shut up dork" I stammered. A smirk stretched from the side of his lips.
He put a lock of my brown hair and tucked it behind my ear. He then whispered breathily, "Have fun in detention, mi amor" The reddening of the nickname overtook the freckles on my face.
I pursed my lips together, not prompted to back down.
Detention was the least of my concerns; I needed my payback.
I tentatively slid my hand onto his thigh. Although my heart was leaping from my chest; I had to concentrate. I traced my finger around the area. I felt him tremble. I giggled composedly and sauntered off.
Mackenzie 1, Johnny 0.
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Romancemackenzie ziegler, a young free-spirit, and only age 17. she attends the local high school around the block, with her three best friends and who could forget, the boy next door, johnny orlando. their pasts are reconnected by their families being fr...
