School Days

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(Michael X Thrasher)

Michael's POV:

As I walk down the dimly lit hallways of my new school, I began to grow more and more nervous. What if nobody likes me here?

"Um...h-hello?" I say, shyly, walking into the principle's office. "I-I'm-"

"You must be Michael." A smiling, rather attractive boy said, standing up as he held a hand out in a friendly manner. "I'm Kevin. Kevin Thrasher." His smile was even gorgeous.

"Hi." I smile back, shaking his outstretched hand.

"Well, we have about half an hour before class starts, may I show you around?"

"Sure!" I reply, trying not to be too obvious. Truth be told, I think Kevin's hot. "So, Kevin-"

"You can call me Thrasher." He smiled out. I smiled back at him as we reached a class room. "This is the art room."

"Damn." I whisper. Thrasher let out a small laugh.

"So, you were gonna say something?"

"Uh...yeah." I say, hesitantly. "I-I um... would- do you have a-"

"What? A boyfriend?"

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said-"

"It's all good." Thrasher laughed out. "I don't. Not at the moment." That smile again. I swear, my heart fucking fluttered every time he smiled. "Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

"Y-yes." I reply, nervously. Thrasher took hold of my hand, smiling as we walked down the halls together. I get the feeling this will be the best four school years of my life.

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