The Paper

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     I walked into school the next day and saw Aaron at my locker. I blushed and tried to ignore him as I dug through my locker. 

     "Aphmau..." He was clearly a bit flustered as well. 

     "Aaron..." I didn't make eye contact. 

     "Yesterday didn't happen." He crossed his arms.

     "But, i-it did," I said, shutting my locker with my books in hand.

     "Don't tell anyone about what happened," He replied, following me to my class.

     "I can't just act like it didn't happen! It did! I saw what I saw." I turned bright red.

     "Yeah, I know. Just be quiet. Don't ever mention it to anyone. For not only my sake, but for yours," He said as we arrived at my classroom. 

     "W-Well, I need to get to class." I walked into my classroom. He left and I sat down in class.

     It didn't happen. It didn't happen. It. Did. Not. Happen. 


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     "Aphmau!" Katelyn waved me down. I walked over and sat at the cafeteria table with Katelyn and Kawaii~Chan. 

     "Hey, how are y'all?" I giggled. 

     "Great, how about you?" Katelyn spoke for both of them.

     "I'm doing o-ok," I responded, trying to ignore my thoughts of the other day. We talked and ate our food as the time passed. The bell rang and we went to our classes. I had werewolf class. I went into class and saw Aaron sitting scribbling on a paper. I sat down next to him and glanced over. He had a sketch of a girl. She almost looked like. He saw me peeking at it and covered it up, blushing.

     "What are you l-looking at?" He glared.

     "Oh, nothing~" I smiled. He looked embarrassed. 


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      After class Aaron sped out of the classroom. I noticed a paper fall out of his arms, but he didn't notice. I did the obvious thing and snooped to find out what it was. On the front was the sketch. It was... amazing.

     (I know it says the art credit, which they deserve it, is on there but pretend in the story it isn't there

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     (I know it says the art credit, which they deserve it, is on there but pretend in the story it isn't there.)

     It's beautiful and looks identical to me... And it looks like Aaron... With werewolf ears..? Why? Whatever. It's beautiful.

     On the other side of the paper there were words. I read it.

     'If only she could see, the way her beauty affects me. Her caramel eyes glow, making my heart feel like it's gonna blow. Her thick thighs make me feel like I'm gonna die. I can't focus in class, I mean just look at her a**. (😂)'

     Yes, yes. I wrote that myself. I mean, just look at that poetry. I'm kinda amazing. Wasn't that cool. Anyways, you're all welcome.

     I blushed. 

     Holy crap. Is that about me? 

     I looked down at my butt. 

     It's not that big. Why does he look at me like that? I'm not that cute. I mean, I know I'm a snack, but like... I'm not THAT hot...

     I gathered my stuff and took the paper with me to my locker. As I was walking I saw Aaron race back towards the classroom.

     I bet he's going to try and find that paper...

     I went home and did homework until dinner.


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     I shifted in bed. 

     Why isn't he leaving my head? He isn't even cute... Well, that's not fully tr- What am I thinking?!

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