Echelonarmy Stories

I'm in love, his name is Jared Leto. Once I almost touched his shoulder, I kept thinking about it for the rest of the week. If someone asked me for the definition of perfect, I would gladly say Jared. Yet he is only new to the school, but already every girl had a thing for him. I mean how could you not. He didn't take any notice of it though, which I was happy about. But he was always just there, staring off into the distance every now and then making small talk with Sam, his best friend.

"What did I tell you about other men?" "I don't know Jared... this is serious." I mutter looking at his chest, lying through my teeth. Growling again he forces my chin up to look at him. "Say it again." He dares. "It's serious." I mutter looking him in the eyes, trying to keep my lip twitching under control so he won't know I'm lying. His hand connects with the wall beside my head, a growl emanating from his lips, I look up at him lustfully. "You can't change my mind." "The hell I can't." He snarls grabbing my arm, yanking me toward his desk.