"You told me not to take it personal." She says, breaking the kiss, moving her hands up to my neck. "But I know that you wanna make this personal. So let's make it personal." :: A story based on the song Personal by The Vamps.
"Hey, transfer student!" someone called out from behind. I turned and came face to face with the button of a boy's uniform. I took a step back and tilted my head up to look at him. "You are?" I inquired "Your worst nightmare." *************************************************************************************** Bad...