How Marilyn Monroe Felt

How Marilyn Monroe Felt

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Romance
Some people have the privilege of waking up and just having a perfect life. I never have and probably never will. Sure I have a 4.0 GPA and a best friend that was always there for me, but I was never really popular. I was never invited to parties or asked to go to a sleepover or anything. No guy has ever looked at me longer than a few seconds. The only guys that ever talked to me are the ones that wanted me to type an essay for them.... jerks. When I heard that a boy, who was kicked out of his old school, was coming to mine, you can say I wasn't that excited. I mean who would be excited for another jerk to go to school with me? Boy was I wrong. Blake wasn't that much of a jerk. He actually looked at me longer than a few seconds, he can't be that bad. He might even beTHE one. Well, he could have until he screwed it all up...
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"sir, I can't do this" I whimper as I look up meeting his hazel eyes "What makes you say that?" he asks as he sits down in the chair beside me. The pencil I was holding falls out of my hands as I stare at the paper in front of me. Words have never looked so scary to me. They started to get blurry and the b that I wrote at the top of the paper looked more like a d. "It's just I can't concentrate bec--" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jayce Morgans , always portrayed as the schools "bad boy" truth be told he's never done anything bad in his school life. He may have back talked a teacher or punched a student but that was it. No one ever took the time to get to know him he had one close friend, Hanna, the only other people who talked with him were his parents and his six younger siblings and three older ones. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "sir" I say as I back up against the wall "we can't do this" "Who said we can't?" He asks as his hands grab mine pinning them above my head "It's just not pro--" a strangled moan leaves my lips as he bites my neck. "What was that?" he smirks "you rat bastard" ~ ♡ ~ BoyxBoy ○ [WARNING]: will contain sexual content between two men. ○ {NOTE} : this story will be a short story, so around the 20 - 23 (maybe a couple more) chapters and that is it! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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