"Hello class. I'm going to be your Math teacher for the year." No. It couldn't be. "My name is Mr. Hemmings." And it is. "Now first let me take attendance and then I'll explain what we're going to be learning this year," he told and then started listing names. "Veronica Albert." "Kyle Berton." "Chris Byon." "Jessica Crum." "Elise Davis." After he said my name he looked up. I couldn't trust my voice to say here so I just stupidly made eye contact with him. Oh shit. That was the worst decision of my life. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

(This is a joke) you're part of the reptilian army. You dream of meeting Calvin, the ultimate reptilian KING. One day, that shit happens, you fucking faggot.

Their story isn't a romcom. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2016 by dimplefeels