Tylor's POV
So its Saturday and I'm on my way to the club for my sift, even though I would have went even if I didn't work there, I mean come on its the last weekend before school starts, bummer.
I get to the bar, park my bike and go in "Tylor" a familiar voice yells over the music, I turn around and see one of my best friends, Ericka standing there, I walk over to her, we bro hug and she says "damn bro I missed you so much" "I missed you too Ricky, wheres the rest of the crew?" "Dillon said he felt sick and went to the bathroom, Liam was dancing with some girl, I don't know where he went and Kayla, I don't even know where she is" "oh okay than why are you just sitting here?" "the question is why are you just sitting here? Aren't you supposed to be working?" "Meh they won't mind" I said shrugging, I'm close friends with the boss of this place, she's nice, after a while I saw Dayah completely zoned out, I looked where she was looking and saw 2 seriously gorgeous women sitting there "you should go over there" she snapped her head toward me "mmh?" "I said you should go over there" I say laughing at her, she slightly blushed and shook her head so I got up and dragged her over there "no, no Tylor!" She whisper yelled but it was too late because we were already there, she froze and I nudged her "h-hi" she said stuttering, the girls looked confused and the bond-ish one said "hmmm hey?" I stepped in saying "hey there ladies, I'm Tylor and this is my friend Ericka and we think you guys are hot as fuck" I said smirking and Erick turned even redder "I'm Victoria and this is Claire" she said gesturing toward the pretty blonde "is this seat taken" I asked Claire and she shook her head, no so I sat down and Rick sat next to Victoria, we talked for a while, got to know each other and eventually parted ways, Ricky left with Vicky and I left with Claire.
I wake up to alarm going off so I reach out and put it off, falling off my bed in the process, I groan, get up and go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, shower, look for something to wear and eventually grab a white tank top, black jeans, a pair of white sneakers, a black Nike snapback, black sun glasses, my brown Rolex watch and a black leather jacket, I get dressed, comb my hair, grab my phone and all black Nike bag, eat, go out, lock the door, get on my black motorcycle and drive to school.
I get to school, go to the office, get my schedule page, which consists of:
English
Math
Chemistry
Free period
ArtI go to my first class, which is English, I know this school already even though thia is my first day here because Ive spray painted the walls here before, some call it vandalising, I call it art.
Only 1 more class before I get to leave this prison, finally the bell rings signalling that chem is over meaning its a free period for me, I go to my locker and dump all the stuff I don't need anymore and sit on a bench waiting for my friends, I told Ricky to meet me here with the others, after a while they all come over to me and we hug and start conversation and eventually end up talking about Saturday night "so what happened after you left?" Rick asks me "Claire and I went to her house and well lets just say, she's good in bed" I say smirking "wait where'd you guys go?" I ask them, brows furrowed "I met this really cute guy in the bathroom" Dillon says "wow Dillon, the bathroom, really?" Kayla asks, rolling her eyes and we all giggle at their childishness
"I fell asleep in my car with a girl" we burst out laughing at his stupidness "I was with Cat" "seriously again, Kayla?" Zee says "how many times do we have to warn you about that chick" "shut up Ericka" she says, rolling her eyes, our convo went on until the bell rang and we were forced to part ways, unfortunately the free period was the only one we had together.I take my things from my locker and head to art, when I get there I sit at down, put on my head phones and rest my head on the desk, my headphones isn't that loud so I can still hear a little, even though I'm not taking note at all, after a while I hear the classroom door go open but don't bother looking, I hear her introduce herself why does she sound so damn familiar!? I let it slide and hear her start calling the names so I just wait until she calls my name "Tylor Shane Shaw" she says and I stand up and as soon as I do, all colour drains from her skin and Im just shocked, its Claire, shit
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RomanceTyler is a 17 year old intersex, badass, rebel that, because she got suspended too many times gets kicked out of school, her parents disowned her when she got kicked out of this school which was the 5th school she'd been kicked out of so now shes a...