Enemies To Lovers

Enemies To Lovers

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 26, 2023
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Hi, I'm Riley. I'm 18 and I'm also obsessed with this one boy. I'm a nerd and he's pretty much the most popular boy in the whole school, basically what I'm saying is I don't have a chance. He's even rich with both of his parents being CEO's. But.. I will do ~anything~ to get him to notice me.
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You have no idea how many times I found myself waiting for Riley to come over. But he never did. And I don't know why, but I found myself staring out my window... hoping he'll look out his window and smile at me like he always does... use to anyway. Then again; I missed his lips too. The lips I tasted way too much on Friday. The lips I'm craving to have on me. But they aren't even mine to have. And I feel like my world has slanted and like it's no where near me. Like I have to run an extra mile to make up for every step I should of took; for every step I should be taking. I can't help but wonder why he hasn't come by and apologize. Is he home? Is he with Marie? Does she know? Should I be scared or something? Is he mad at me? Or himself? I stood up and walked up to my full-length mirror that's attached to my closet door. I looked at my naked body. I passed my right hand over my belly. Flat. I raised my hand over my right breast. But I didn't touch it. Sigh. I turned to my side and looked at thigh and my butt. My butt sticks out a bit more than my thigh. As always. Nothing had changed. Just my feelings. My feelings about everything in my life. Suddenly, I felt anger.

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