Scholllife Stories

Andaikan kita saling menatap lebih dulu. Andaikan kita saling bertemu lebih dulu. Andaikan kita mendekati lebih dulu. Andaikan andaikan andaikan.

Рорри - 17-ти летняя девушка, недавно переехавшая в Нью-Йорк, на учёбу. всё шло спокойно, своим чередом, до определённого момента. кажется, несколько парней из класса положили на неё взгляд, и Рорри сбилась. или нет?

Ini cerita tentang seorang gadis yang patah hati dan seorang pria kesepian yang tak pernah tau apa itu cinta. Entah takdir atau hanya kebetulan mereka selalu dipertemukan dalam lingkaran yang sama. Yang satu cerewet yang satu menyebalkan. Itulah mungkin kata yang bisa menggambarkan sifat mereka yag bertolak belakang. Sehingga tidak ada kata damai dalam kamus mereka ketika keduanya bertemu. Namun seiring berjalannya waktu mereka mulai merasakan perasaan aneh yang selalu mengusik hati dan pikiran mereka masing - masing. Apakah ini perasaan cinta? Andwaee!!!!!!

It's the last year in high school for Scarlett, she is nervous but also happy about it. Scarlett are an average girl who doesn't get mush attention, well except from the bullies. However on the first day a new boy begins in her class and he completely changes her world up and down.

4 cewe swag yg hobinya membully, suka ngelabrak, ga perna takut sama orang lain. KEPO?? baca aja!! typo bertebaran👌🏻

"Miss Davis, stay here. I want to discuss your grades," he said, looking into my glaring eyes. "Sorry, my friend James is waiting for me. I need to go," I said, looking straight into his eyes with a sweet smile on my face, stressing more on the word "friend," and I saw how his jaw clenched. Miss. Hans smiled as I said that to him. I could see she wanted to spend time with him, and it increased my jealousy even more. Without sparing him a glance, I walked out of his office in fast steps as I felt his heated gaze on me. I started running once I was out of the class, with tears threatening to fall from my eyes. Before I could reach the exit, my hand was grabbed and I was pushed against the wall of an empty corridor, making me gasp in fear. "Let me go; someone will see us," I said as he pressed his hard body against mine. I tried to push him with my hands, but he pinned them on either side of my head with a firm grip on my wrist. "I don't care," he said, pressing his body closer to mine, making my protesting movements stop with a gasp as he buried his face in my neck possessively. "Leave me and go spend your time with Miss. Hans," I said in anger and pure jealousy while looking into his amber eyes as he moved his face to look at me. He smirked while listening to my words. He knows I'm burning from the inside. "You will go nowhere with that James," he said, burning in anger, ignoring my words, making me look at him with a scowl. "Professor, leave me. It's inappropriate of you to ask me not to see my friend. You have no right on me," I said in the same mocking voice, and his jaw clenched even more. "The professor doesn't, but I have every fucking right to you as your husband, my little bride," he said with a smirk on his face. Yes, you heard it right. I'm married to my maths professor.