AMORE; RUEL IMAGINES

𝟘𝟠 - "𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪, 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤!"

So, this will need some of y'all's imagination, mr. Ralph van Dijk is the English teacher :)

Also, this one is almost 6000 words long, so enjoy :)

"𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎, 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈!"

You groaned as you woke up. You had to go to school, but was still very tired because you couldn't sleep the night before because of your parents' arguing. It was going on like that for a while now, you were extremely tired almost every morning, since your parents were in a fight almost every evening. Sometimes the discussions went on till over midnight and you had experienced light sleeping problems for a while now.

You grabbed your phone to look at the time and when you saw it, you immediately sat straight up. Shoot! You had only half an hour left before your first class would start, and getting to school would cost at least fifteen minutes.

You got out of bed as fast as possible and put on some random clothes before getting your bag ready. You brushed your hair, your teeth and put on some light make-up to look at least a little presentable. You quickly ran downstairs, grabbed an apple for lunch and just left the house, since you didn't saw your parents in the living room.

You threw your backpack in the crate on your bike before getting on yourself to get to school. Because you were in such a rush, you had forgotten your earphones, so you couldn't listen to any music during the ride. You biked as quickly as possible, but were still a little late, simply because your alarm hadn't gone off.

As your arrived at the school, you saw the last people going in. Damn it, you still had to park your bike before you could rush to your first class, which was English.

Since you were so late, there were hardly any places left, so you just threw your bike somewhere in the middle of other bikes, so that you could get to your class to maybe not get any detention.

You got your phone out of your pocket to look at your timetable, and you groaned as you saw your English was on the highest floor of the school building. Your school didn't have any elevators, so you had to walk a whole lot of stairs.

Just as you turned the corner at the end of the staircase at the second highest floor, you bumped into a tall boy around your age, which made your drop all the books you were carrying. You sighed again before starting to pick up your belongings that were now on the ground.

"I am so sorry! I didn't know you anyone was still in the hallways." The boy answered. You took a quick look at him while he helped you pick up your stuff. You hated to admit, but he was quite hot, with his blond hair that kind of looked like little curtains and his beautiful piercing eyes.

You groaned at his statement. "You don't have to remind me I'm late, you know."

You quickly picked up the last textbook that was still on the ground, before rushing up and getting to the next staircase to rush to your class.

"Hey, wait! Can you maybe help me? I'm new and I don't know where I have to go for my class." The boy said to you.

"I'm sorry, I really have to go to my class, I don't want detention and I'm already late!" You quickly brushed him off before running up the stairs again.