SPRINGFIELD HIGH SCHOOL

Justin Fabio.

Denim jacket, graphic tee, ripped blue jeans. The innocent yet intoxicating smile that started this whole mess. Justin Fabio, the nerd-jock dude. He had semi good scores, his rugby being one of the best in the posh, disgusting, expensive school he studied at, Springfield. Known as one of the most prestigious high schools in the state, Springfield wasn't anything like the ads that were all plastered over the province. It was a high school where everyone thought so lowly of everyone else, no one had real friends, just acquaintances, or worse, frenemies. Yeah, sounds like middle school, but frenemies here were so much worse, frenemies talked behind your backs, told everyone how you peed your bed when you were 17, roofied your drinks, took your credit cards. Justin Fabio had those friends. The friends who would  try to get with his girls, try to swoop in and take any person he had wronged in the past, and would try to turn them against Justin. Oh, how naive and innocent he was, before he met Aurelia. The girl of his dreams, short, cute, rose blonde hair. She was his first real date, the first one he took to his favorite diner, his mom and dad. But not his first first. (If you know what I mean.) Lara was. Drunk and high on a Sunday night, Justin walked through his enormous house, finding Lara, the bullied chubby girl. To be honest, Justin found her chubbiness cute in a way, but he would never ever get with her. She's at the bottom caste, after all. Oh yes. Castes. Jocks were at the top of course, then cheerleaders, nerds, then the untouchables, where Lara belonged to. Lara was obsessed with Chinese dramas, often speaking in Chinese- broken Chinese with a hint of Cantonese, because she was a Cantonese, as a matter of fact. But that night, he just wanted to release his curiosity of what she would feel like, a chubby girl. So he carelessly did it. He lost his card to Lara. Lara Zhou. And after a month, he never saw her again. And then he met Aurelia. He found her accent stunning, her little curves beautiful. But what he didn't know was that he wasn't the only one hiding something in that relationship of his.

Hey readers!! It's the author here, and I am very underage, sooo no smut here!! sike.
Probs will be slight smut here, but no describing because it makes me sick. This novel is actually based off my friends and I. No, it is not a real story. This did not happen in real life, and I'm just making a very dramatic romance/short story. KEEP READING OR THE MEME GOD WILL BITE YOUR TOENAILS OFF! 🤠👋