"Does it look like I know what I'm doing?" I look down but he's not even trying to help me, he's just standing there laughing, while I'm trying to hold on to the iron bars of our schools stairs so I don't fall down and break my legs. "Alex I'm not kidding, stop laughing and come f*cking help me." I can feel my fingers slipping away and I know I'm about to fall. "Alright, relax Elynn. I'm coming already." By now I'm only hanging onto one hand and just as I'm about to fall I feel a strong hand around my wrist, but it's not Alex's hand.
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Venice guy
JugendliteraturWhen I first met him he had made it completely clear he did not like me, at all, but the next thing I knew he was suddenly acting all nice and now he's part of our group of friends. Seriously, even my boyfriend likes him. He irritates me so much tho...
