<div class="bbWrapper">Another irritating day passed by. I am so ready to punch anyone who looks at me with a smile.<br />
He then came down the hall way of the school, the evacuating students were shoving against me and i was frozen in fear. <i>Aw, crap. </i>I thought <i>I can't stand this guy</i>. <br />
I turned my head the other way and opened my locker hoping that he didn't see me.<br />
<br />
He did<br />
<br />
"Heyyyyyyy.... Y/N-ah" he said as he was coming around the corner his perfect pearly teeth were shining and his dimples were being more noticeable than usual, I hated it. I hated the way he was so nice to everyone, or the fact I feel like i need to see him everyday. It's not like that would be the problem since he is the class president. I hated feeling like that. I hated feeling for him.<br />
<br />
"Oh, Hey Chan" <i>avoid conversation</i> "I didn't see you there" <i>what the hell was that?</i><br />
"I just seen you look directly at me before you went to your locker," <i> [email protected]!#<br />
"</i>I was looking at the coc- CLOCK!"<i> goddamn my stutter</i><br />
He raised his eyebrow handsomely <i>"</i>At the what?" <br />
I glared at him and slammed my locker closed.<br />
<br />
While I was walking down the hall I hear him calling me again. "Y/N-AH, WAIT!!"<br />
I was trying to NOT get expelled out of school. I walked faster. "Wait!"<br />
he grabbed my right hand. "What do you want Chan? I'm trying to go home"<br />
<br />
"Why do you always act like that?" he asked looking a little hurt "I was only kidding"<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 15px">I stared into his eyes. Hoping that he'll let me go, I kept the silence. No word was said, no emotion was shared, I didn't want to tell him how much I loathed him, especially since he actually didn't do anything wrong to me.</span><br />
<br />
He broke the silence...<br />
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OoO I LIKE THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSS OH MAH GAH THIS IS SO GOOD POOR CHANNIE<br />
<br />
XDDDD sure y/n was just looking at the clock<br />
<br />
When I was done, I went to the car<br />
"It's about time, I was falling asleep"<br />
<br />
I looked at him and seen proof that he wasn't lying. He had traces of sleepiness on his face.<br />
<br />
"Whatever, let's go" <br />
He pulled out of the drive way and headed for the mall.<br />
<br />
When he and i arrived, I hurried to the spacious place of stores.<br />
"C'mon Felix!"<br />
<br />
"Hold on I need to lock the car," he was juggling the keys.<br />
"Why do you have a car if you can't even operate the damn keys?"<br />
<br />
"Oh, I don't know, why don't you have a car at all?"<br />
<br />
"Uh, because cars cost money and that means 1: I need to get a job for money and that means actually DOING something, 2: cars cost A LOT of money and that means less money for food"<br />
<br />
That earned a chuckle for him. "Oh my Lord Y/N," he said as he finally found the right button "You are such a handful."<br />
<br />
We entered the building and went straight to the traditional store we always go to first <i>CINNABON. </i><br />
We ran to the store. The only time I run is to not to pay for our order<br />
<br />
Since i was well in front of him i got to the store first. And i seen someone i didn't want to.<br />
<br />
My ex, Jason, was sitting with his clique {why is this a word?}. I was ready to to walk back out but Felix was there blocking the exit.<br />
<br />
~Coming up next time~<br />
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F: "You don't want to do this."<br />
J: "I do. She broke up with me because of you"<br />
Y: "I broke up with you because you were AN A**HOLE"<br />
J: "SHUT UP!" <br />
He swung his hand toward my face and I seen a flash of Felix as he----<br />
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Omg, that must’ve been so awkward but scary at the same time for the girl to see her ex there while supposed to be having a fun time with Felix.. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="😯" title="Hushed face :hushed:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/emojione/assets/4.5/png/64/1f62f.png" data-shortname=":hushed:" /><br />
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{ Sorry for making it a first person instead of 3rd like how i started it, I'mma just keep all of my stories like this}<br />
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</blockquote>Haha thats fine, its still pretty good though <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-shortname=":)" /><br />
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</blockquote>Id totally say this tho...<br />
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this is really good<br />
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The next day was as bad as the last 17 years had been. Everyone was crazily hyped for a dance that's <i>2 weeks</i>. Nothing like good ol' overworking something to drain the excitement out of it. I hate it. Then again I hate almost everything except for my music. <br />
<br />
He came at the end of the day just like he promised. "G'day Y/N," he held out his hand I assumed for a handshake but then he motioned it towards my back pack. "May I help you?" <br />
"Mmm, no," 360'd myself around him and opened my locker quickly. <br />
"So are you caving in today?" He leaned against another girls locker without him noticing but instead of her protesting, she just stood there swooning over him. "No, in fact I am not," I said with a matter-of-factly tone "Maybe <i>(not)</i> tomorrow" <br />
He looked at me with admiration and irritation. "You know the sooner you say 'yes' the sooner it can be done."<br />
He walked away still having eye-contact with me. When he was ready to turn around (and walk correctly) he flashed me a charming wink and a dimpled smirk<br />
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Shoot me.</div>
<div class="bbWrapper">Another irritating day passed by. I am so ready to punch anyone who looks at me with a smile.<br />
He then came down the hall way of the school, the evacuating students were shoving against me and i was frozen in fear. <i>Aw, crap. </i>I thought <i>I can't stand this guy</i>. <br />
I turned my head the other way and opened my locker hoping that he didn't see me.<br />
<br />
He did<br />
<br />
"Heyyyyyyy.... Y/N-ah" he said as he was coming around the corner his perfect pearly teeth were shining and his dimples were being more noticeable than usual, I hated it. I hated the way he was so nice to everyone, or the fact I feel like i need to see him everyday. It's not like that would be the problem since he is the class president. I hated feeling like that. I hated feeling for him.<br />
<br />
"Oh, Hey Chan" <i>avoid conversation</i> "I didn't see you there" <i>what the hell was that?</i><br />
"I just seen you look directly at me before you went to your locker," <i> [email protected]!#<br />
"</i>I was looking at the coc- CLOCK!"<i> goddamn my stutter</i><br />
He raised his eyebrow handsomely <i>"</i>At the what?"<br />
I glared at him and slammed my locker closed.<br />
<br />
While I was walking down the hall I hear him calling me again. "Y/N-AH, WAIT!!"<br />
I was trying to NOT get expelled out of school. I walked faster. "Wait!"<br />
he grabbed my right hand. "What do you want Chan? I'm trying to go home"<br />
<br />
"Why do you always act like that?" he asked looking a little hurt "I was only kidding"<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 15px">I stared into his eyes. Hoping that he'll let me go, I kept the silence. No word was said, no emotion was shared, I didn't want to tell him how much I loathed him, especially since he actually didn't do anything wrong to me.</span><br />
<br />
He broke the silence...<br />
<br />
The next day was as bad as the last 17 years had been. Everyone was crazily hyped for a dance that's <i>2 weeks</i>. Nothing like good ol' overworking something to drain the excitement out of it. I hate it. Then again I hate almost everything except for my music.<br />
<br />
He came at the end of the day just like he promised. "G'day Y/N," he held out his hand I assumed for a handshake but then he motioned it towards my back pack. "May I help you?"<br />
"Mmm, no," 360'd myself around him and opened my locker quickly.<br />
"So are you caving in today?" He leaned against another girls locker without him noticing but instead of her protesting, she just stood there swooning over him. "No, in fact I am not," I said with a matter-of-factly tone "Maybe <i>(not)</i> tomorrow"<br />
He looked at me with admiration and irritation. "You know the sooner you say 'yes' the sooner it can be done."<br />
He walked away still having eye-contact with me. When he was ready to turn around (and walk correctly) he flashed me a charming wink and a dimpled smirk<br />
<br />
Shoot me.</div>
