quincy
honestly, i can't ride my bike to school without a car trying to run me over!
I roll my eyes as my tires screech against the ashfalt, nearly getting hit by yet another car.
"asshat" I mumble glumly as I enter the school parking lot. I attach my bike to the stand and fix my jeans, pulling them up by the belt hoop, practically ripping them off.
"what the fuck is she doing? oh my gosh she probably has a wedgie!"
whispers Amelia and her "clique" of yellow haired, sex driven mechanical bulls also known as Eryenne--she's pretty decent if you actually talk to her, but she can be a bitch at times too-- and Katherine, total asshat in my dictionary, and total a "bombshell" in my best friend's eyes. ew.
"Quincy baby!" shouts my best friend James
"oh gosh no." I sigh, my eyebrows furowing in annoyance
James runs up to me and bear hugs me, practically squeezing the life out of me.
"James, don't kill my girlfriend, alright?" chuckles a tall mammoth of a guy, also known as my boyfriend, Anthony
"oops sorry man, I haven't seen this gal in so long!" laughs James
"I was only gone for three days." i groan
I turn to Anthony and give him a long earned kiss.
"PDA! PDA! Chill out, you guys are like the equivalent of human leetches." gags James
"great to hear." mumbles Anthony clearly not interested in James' gag reflex and continues kissing me.
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Novela JuvenilCinderella never asked for a prince. She asked for a night off and a dress. —Kiera Cass ••• an average 18 year old girl with a 70% chance of an impending daddy kink who has the slight tendency to sputter sexual remarks at odd times who meets a over...
