♡ She's shy. He's a socialite. Both are different races. She's a teacher's pet. He's an Instagram star and the most popular guy at Middleton High, along with being the principal's son and has EVERY ONE around him. Diane Moore and Travis Sanchez are...
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"After I told him, his personality dropped. But then he whispered to my ear, 'I'm here for you and won't let anyone else lay a hand on you, I promise you that'....he actually kept the promise"
"That's so sweet Diane, you're-you're gonna make me cry again!" Tammie wipes another tear away. "Well you saw what happened the other day" I remind Tammie.
Travis and I was out one day shopping and looking around and a random guy literally tried to grab me, his hand was broken in the process. "Oh yeah I remember that... did he seriously break the guys hand?"
"Of course!!....Yeah he did. Okay so.......as I was explaining to him what happened, it felt like all of the weights I was carrying on my back were lifting away, one by one. The way he was so gentle with me, as if I was a fragile doll. He shared his sympathy with me and he asked me...."
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Dianes pov
"Why didn't you tell me before?" he lands a hand on my trembling shoulder.
"I just didn't want you to be even more depressed than you already are. I'm sorry" I sniff, feeling the tight and warm embrace of his arms around me, pressed against his chest. He still smells like cinnamon.
"I had so many nightmares. I couldn't sleep for a night. I'm scared to go back to sleep Travis. I don't want to see his face anymore!" I muffle into his chest, enjoying the feel of his company.
A few seconds of silence later, he asks me something.
"You think I worn the right hoodie today? I think it's mis-matching"
"What?" I sniff and wipe tear, sitting up as he let go, showing me his outfit.
Looks like he Jordan-ed up today, a vibrant red hoodie with the white Jordan logo on his chest, white jeans, a red lanyard hanging from his pockets, and the matching red Jordans.
"It's not mis-match, the hoodie and pants match"
"You sure? I think the colors match? I think the hoodie is off a shade?"
"No" a smile creeps up on my face. "Here" he starts to lift up his hoodie. Before I knew it, it had completely took my mind off of the traumatizing memory. From where I was sitting, there was no shirt underneath. What is he doing in the first place? I couldn't do anything but stare at his toned chest and stomach. The abs are real, he still works out? Never knew that.
"Like what you see?" he smirks, handing the jacket to me, instead of answering, the flush of my cheeks exposed me.
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A gentle kiss on my cheek was felt, "What's the meaning of this Travis?" I smile in curiosity. He takes the hoodie out of my lap and helps me to slide it on. "Now you can sleep pequeña"
"..." I looked at my sleeved arms as I was almost swallowed whole by the jacket. It was over my knees. The cinnamon aroma satisfied my nose. The smile slowly crawled on my lips, and was washed in surprise as I was suddenly picked up by him bridal style, spinning me around. "AHH! Put me down!!" I giggle. "You look cute in it" he places butterfly kisses on me, my face, cheeks and neck playfully. It made me laugh more since it tickled a bit.
"Wear it when you go to sleep tonight, then you can know I'm always here for you, right by your side" he muffles into my neck, kissing it, then looking at me. I haven't seen him this happy since I met him, the life was in his eyes, like a dead flower that rose back to life (ah the punsss). "They're gonna be over here soon" I refer to my grandparents.
"Can I meet them again?"
"Maybe later but not today." I peck his lips. Okay now that felt weird still. He places me down into my chair.
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"And then after that, we talked some more and he asked me about my book"
"We all know where that went" Tammie rolls her eyes playfully. "He asked me about it and so I told him a basic summary" "What was it about this time?" "Some of the brightest stars in constellations-I kinda knew about some of them already, so I became bored in the beginning."
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We are at the VERY END of this story! Maybe like one chapter left, maybe an epilogue and a bonus chapter.
I started writing the SEQUEL, and here is a summary of the description below, not the actual description:
Basically a love rival that has interest in Diane- much LESS shier compared to Chance. He's just as much like Travis. But of course, there is a person who has a good love interest in Travis- or is it his ex? They're both in two different schools now- so they're not together all the time. Trust is a big factor in this one! Unless one falls for the other?
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6/29/21- imma add on to that^ theres also a 3rd book mwahahahahahahaaa
