Back to Virgil.
I hear the bell and immediately look up. The only thing between me and the door is 23 kids and Roman. I slip on my headphones and put my notebook back in my bag smirking at the doodles of me and him.
I begin to head towards the chaos hoping to get lost in the crowd. I don't like it when people recognize me and want to talk. Don't lie, you want him to see you, my subconscious speaks up. I hate the fact that I have a subconscious. Suddenly I feel a hard bump, and go flying backwards. Right into another hard surface.
I look up and blush. That bastard.
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FanfictionThis was inspired by @deathofaphangirl If the owner wants this story taken down then I will take it down. SANDERS SIDES FANFIC!!! In this future world, the day you are born words are graved into your skin. No one knows who does the engraving. And no...
