"Wait, you want me to be the one snogging you?!" I exclaimed, gapping at the thought.
"Yeah? I mean, if you don't want to then-"
"I'll do it." He was astonished.
"But, we'll fake it. We won't actually snog, we'll pretend." I said looking at him in the eye.
"Good idea. Should we do it publicly or?"
"Publicly. I want everyone to see."
"Okay, when are we gonna do it though?" He asked.
"What about next week?"
"Alright. Well, I have to go, see you 'round."
And with that he disappeared into the distance of the corridor.
This is gonna be a long week...
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Teen FictionTwins, love and differences.... -Eleanor is a bit of a bitch in this story and if you don't like the fact that it is then exit this and I'm sorry. Oh and if you're homophobic, I suggest you not read this and fuck you if you are!
