I knock on the door, and someone opens it's to the slightest bit so that they can see me. This tall pale, black hair, and blue eyes male that nothing on but a pair of jeans looked at me studying my facial expression. He smiled and bit his lip obnoxiously. "Sorry I don't have any more weed," Hunter said rapidly and attempted to close the door but I stopped him. "The actual fuck Hunter, I don't want weed," I said and my hand created a fist. "Alright, goodbye," he said attempting to close the door but I push it open walking into his dorm. "Then what do you want? Why are you in my room?" he asked crossing his arms over his bare chest. "We need to do a history project,"I said. "Oh, poor little girl. You must be new here," he said with a smirk. "What's that suppose to mean?"I said with my leg to the side. "Here I'll give you money, and you can tell whatever teacher that I helped you," he said. "No, we're doing this project together Weed Boy,"I said. "Are you one of my girls?" he asked walking towards me slowly. "Only if you want me to be." #1- #ashstymest (8/17/18)