Trip Switch (boyxboy)
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Última publicación mar, jun 13, 2017
|I've got two faces,
blurry's the one I'm not|
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Sage, I think that's his name. What a a more perfect person to play with. Now he wasn't exactly the usual I go after mostly girls and dumb jocks, the ones I can really brag about conquering. But those were hard and took time I need something easy and fun.
You don't have to be exactly smart to know that he was gonna be easy to mess with. He was nice and practically friends with everyone! I've played with worse bigger and more intimidating people.
He was gonna be easy. Just look at him smiling like the little nerd he was.
I can't wait to ruin that. Getting him to trust me will be easy.
This is gonna be fun.
"Wait are you seriously telling me you don't know who Roland Stone is!", Iris exclaimed. Staring at me wide eyed, like I was from another planet. We were in the schools hallway standing by our blue and gold lockers, the colors of our school.
Iris's locker was blue covered in Disney stickers while mine was just plain gold with a little drawing my brother, Jack drew of a black sage flower, he had told me at the time it was too plain and needed a little "spicing up!".
Our lockers were conveniently placed near each other's, and on the way to first period.
I decided to play innocent
"Roland ? Who's that?", I asked furrowing my brow and giving a thoughtful look.
Of course I knew who he was. Pacific Highs very own bad boy.
Roland Stone.
But he doesn't scare me, no one does.
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