I can't believe it my brother and best friend had sex. My best friend and my brother that's just so fucking gross. I've known her for so long she's basically my sister. And they're not even dating.
They just decided to fuck each other. She came here because her boyfriend cheated on her. And here she is fucking my brother. I could just kill them. I'm definitely talking to them at lunch.
"Don't do anything." Ryder says and he pulls me closer to him. I push him away and cross my arms across my chest. "No I-I'm going to k1kill them." He sighs "just let them explain Angel." I roll my eyes "who's side ar-are you on theirs o-or mine."
He chuckles "Angel I'm always on your side just let them explain before you beat them up." I sigh and take his hand. "Fine b-but only because I-I wanna know wh-why they did it." He gasps "really not because I asked you to." I smile and thread my fingers with his. "And b-because you asked m-me to." He smiles and I giggle.
"Come on little one we should hurry up or we'll be late to class." I nod and start walking a little faster. I stop at my classroom. "I'll be here to pick you up later." Ryder says as he spins me so I'm facing him. "You don't h-have to I can walk-walk to class by myself."
He smiles "I know but I wanna spend time with my Angel." I rolls my eyes. "You want t-to show everyone th-that I'm yours." He smiles and looks at the lockers next to us. "Maybe." I giggle and quickly kiss his cheek. "Get to cl-class." I say before walking into the classroom.
I sit down and everyone else comes in. The teacher takes attendance and I quietly sit there reading my favorite book. My book is closed. "Hey!" I say a little angrily and I look up. There's 3 chicks standing there. One has light brown hair and blue eyes. She's like 5'6 and very beautiful. Another one has pink hair and green brown eyes. Like the other girls she is about 5'5 maybe 5'6 and shes beautiful. The last chic has blond hair and beautiful blue eyes she's about the same height as the other girls and also beautiful.
"You're dating Ryder right." The chic with light brown hair says. I nod "ye-yes-yes." The girls squeal. "You guys are like the cutest couple I totally ship it." The chic with blond hair says. I blush and smile a small smile.
"How did you get him like he doesn't date ever." The pink haired chic says and I shrug "well h-he came up to m-me and started t-talking to me say-saying that he-he's protective over m-me and just feels like h-he needs to keep other g-guys away from me." They squeal "you guys are meant for each other." The light brown haired chic says. "It's fate." The blond haired chic says.
They continue taking to me for the whole homeroom time. The bell rings and I start to walk out of the room. The three of them walk with my still talking to me. I get outside and they continue talking to me. I see Ryder and he doesn't look happy. He comes over to me and takes my hand. He pulls me away from the chics. "b-bye" I say looking at them.
He pulls me for a little and then stops walking. "You need to be careful. Chics might seem nice but they're just using you to get closer to me." I cross my arms across my chest. "N-No they are nice an-and like me they wouldn't u-use me." He sighs "Angel I grew up with them I know how they are." I roll my eyes.
"Yeah well th-they could've changed." I say a little angry. "Angel I'm just warning you don't be mad at me." I roll my eyes and start walking to class. He follows me. "I'm just being cautious I don't want you getting hurt by your so called friends." He says in a cute soft voice.
"I don't ca-care I've been hurt b-before." "Angel just listen to me please." I roll my eyes "can't you j-just be happy for me. I-I-I have friends do you not wan-want me to have fri-friends."
"You have friends." I sigh "I mean fr-friends that aren't bad kids th-that do drugs and dri-drink alcohol." He rolls his eyes and grabs my hand. "Angel please don't be mad at me." He says a little sad

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RomanceHe's the school bad boy, but he's so nice to me. He doesn't care that I have anxiety and that I stutter. He likes me for me and treats me like a princess. He cares about me the real me not the shy worried me.