TroyeSibae
Why me? Why did they have to choose me?
"U-uh excuse me?"
He turned around. Oh my, he's more stunning up close.
"Yes?" His voice was husky.
Can I chicken out?
"I-i... You are.. Can we-"
He cut me off
"Sorry babe, I don't date girls like... YOU." I gasped, how dare he! My blood was boiling by now and I couldn't control my anger.
"You! You immature, self centred, cocky,-"
He pushed me into the lockers and put both his hands on the sides of my head, leaning in slowly till our faces were inches apart.
"I prefer Juvenile."