Someone To Love

Chapter 3: Thugga Thugga

After the boy pulled me in the closet, I was kinda nervous at first, because who, on a daily, get pulled in a closet by some fine stranger.

For all I know, he's a murder or rapist. Typically stupid!

"Get off-- off of me. What the fuck is wromg with you, grabbing people in some stanky mop and fake bleach room?" I pushed to guy off.

He stayed there like nothing happened, like he didn't even hear me. But best believe, he still had a tight grasp onto me.

"Don't make me bite you, bitch, i'll bite. And kick, let me go. Who are you!"

He smiled slim, "Christopher, but Chris for short. Look, you want to get suspended for another month like you was last month for fighting?" He came closer... "I've been watching you.. Not no stalker type, um, you know."

I shivered under him, not saying a word. Nobody has never ever in my life ever came this close to me! But to my surprise, it actually felt good.

"And you are, Euphoria. I've heard of you."

I shook my head awkwardly, still dumbfounded.

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked.

He laughed, "I already explained it to you. So you won't get in trouble." I said like a duh moment, even though it kinda was.

"Don't you think we'll get in trouble eventually because we're here? The janitor snitch too, you know." I grinned.

He huffed under his breathe, "If you say so, it's not my first, second or third time getting in trouble. I've been troubled since 2nd Grade. So IDGAF, after so many office referrals you'll see them as your family, seeing them so much."

He crossed over me, and opened the door. "If you want to go, then bye. I'll see you around."

I slowly exited out, but turned to him and looked at him with a smirk. "Imma call you Thugga Thugga."

He laughed, "Whatever you want."