my names Y/N. that one loner who sits at the back of class, hiding from the bullies who bully me everyday for being a loner ): ): ):
i brush a small, pale hand through my thick, long, blonde hair, looking up at the teacher with my ocean blue orbs as he called my name for attendance.
“h-h-h-h-h-h-here s-si-si-sir” i stutter, looking away in embarrassment. he walked over to me and placed a hand on my head, leaning over me with dark orbs staring into my ocean blue ones.
“hey babygirl” he kissed me hard and we made love on that desk in front of 30 other 14 year olds.
it was magic.