• A soft fantasy ;; n,e •

🌡 Droppin' like flies ⛓

Ah shit, here we go again.

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Me and Milo talked for awhile, mostly about Noen, or THAT kid. I like to say.
" Speak of the damn devil. '

Noen eubanks.
Walking towards us,
Aggressively?

" You FUCKIN' bitch? " He wailed at me. People stared.

" Wha'? "
I said, extremely confused.
But, I got all weak randomly.
My legs shook when he stood an inch from me.

" You're ruining my Reputation! "
He said, as I felt a sharp pain and warmth hit my face.
He slapped me.

Tears..
Warm and gentle tears spewed from my glossy eyes.
Students walked over, pulling that rat back.
His eye were huge, petrified with pure shock, he backed away in and just ran..

He ran.

🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇🖇📎

I walked to my class, looking for a seat in the crowded class room.
The only seat was beside a boy.
Hair covered his bright blue eyes.
He drew on his Agenda that was put on each desk.

" Can I sit here. " I asked rudely, not in a pleasant mood.

" Mhm. " He replied, looking right threw me with his cold stare.

" Cool.."
What the fuck?
Do you just say that?
You fucking lame ass whore..

An hour passed, before the door slammed open and someone dashed in, finding a seat a few rows above me and apologizing non-stop to young professor.
I felt like I was being watched like swaing vultures.
Don't.
Look
Back.