The Broken Boy

The Broken Boy

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" Hello everyone " Mrs. Meyers said with a big smile. " We have a new addition to our group! Say hello to Grayson Mathews". I look up from my notebook to see a boy with longish black hair that covers his eyes and he is wearing a leather Jacket with a Band shirt on underneath matched with some black skinny jeans and black vans. This guy screamed danger but who am i to judge? I couldn't even spell my name 2 years ago and im 17! Well.. I guess I have an excuse but still. I am not one to judge.
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"We're just friends," I confirm, looking up at Grayson. He nods. "And no one will find out about this?" Grayson nods again. I pick up my bra and panties from the floor and slip back into them. Grayson watches while I get fully dressed and fix my hair. I rehearse my excuse for being here. We were studying for... for an English project. We weren't having sex. But we were. [short story]

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